Page 12 of Sinful Professor

So, I say what’s necessary to take it away from her.

“Say you’ll be mine, Sadie,” I gasp. “I want you more than I want my next breath.”

Nine

His words are true and sincere. Hearing them as he’s on his knees before me has me feeling…empowered. I take a shaky step forward and reach out to brush my hand over his cheek. His eyes close as he leans into the contact. Then he turns his head and presses a soft kiss to the inside of my wrist. I’m smiling when he looks up at me again.

“Please, Sadie,” he whispers. “Be mine.”

“Okay,” I smile. “I’m yours, Brock.”

In an instant, he’s on his feet, pulling my body flush against his as he kisses me slow and deep. His hands travel all over my exposed back and my ass, driving me insane with desire. When I feel his hardened cock press against me, I moan.

“Brock, please.”

“Tell me what you need,” he pants into my mouth. “Whatever you want, it’s yours.”

“I want you,” I rasp.

He pulls back at this and hits me with his gorgeous smile.

“You have me, Sadie,” he says firmly.

“No, Brock,” I whisper. “I want you. Now.”

I can see the moment he understands my desire. His dark blue eyes go almost black as he gently lifts me into his arms. I rest my head against him as he walks us into his bedroom. When he lays me on his bed, he straightens and takes me in again. His gaze just as sensual as if he were touching me.

“My God, Sadie,” he says. “You are truly my goddess.”

He takes me in for another long moment. I’m about to beg him when he starts to discard his clothing. I enjoy the sight of his chest again until he discards his pants. The considerable tent in his boxers makes my breath catch. When he’s completely bared for me, my legs rub together involuntarily as my pussy clenches with need.

“Brock,” I whisper.

“I’m going to take good care of you, sweet Sadie,” he says as he reaches for me. “You’re going to feel nothing but pleasure.”

“Yes,” I smile as he pulls me to my feet.

After a sweet kiss, he turns me around and pulls down the zipper of my dress. Then he undoes the button on the halter top. When he tugs it to the floor, he growls and curses. The dress didn’t require a bra, so I decided not to wear any panties either.

“My God,” he breathes.

He steps close behind me, his hands lightly gripping my waist as he presses a soft kiss to my neck. I shiver and my nipples tighten.

“Lay on the bed, Sadie,” he whispers. “I need to worship my goddess.”

I smile and turn my head to meet his eyes. They stay locked on mine as I do what he wants. Then he crawls onto the bed. I part my legs and he settles between them, his cock nestled firmly against my slit. With a smile, he rocks himself against me.

“Brock,” I gasp.

“Get comfortable,” he rasps. “I’m going to claim you now.”

“Yes,” I breathe. “Please.”

His smile is sexy enough to make me shudder. And then he gets to work. With his hands and his mouth, he blazes a trail down my body. Each kiss and gentle caress done with more care than has ever been lavished on me before. When he gets to my breasts, I’m prepared to be overwhelmed. And yes, he makes me come again this way. I moan as the sensations finally fade, but he’s still tasting me.

“Brock,” I sigh. “Oh, my God.”

He chuckles and then flicks his tongue over my nipple. I gasp and my hands fly to his head. Another chuckle, then he starts to suckle me again as he slips his hand between my legs. One touch of his finger to my clit and I’m lost again. This time, he’s the one who moans. I’m gasping for breath when I feel his hand brush over my cheek.

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