Page 13 of Sinful Professor

“Brock,” I breathe.

“Are you okay?”

“God, Brock,” I smile. “I’ve never…”

He smiles at this. Then presses a sweet kiss to my lips.

“Until now, my sweet Sadie,” he growls. “I’m going to give you everything you didn’t know you needed. For as long as you’ll let me.”

I shiver. He smiles and starts his way down my body again. This time, though, he doesn’t linger on my breasts. Instead, he kisses his way down my stomach to my pussy. When he presses a kiss to my mound, my body jolts in surprise and my legs try to clench around his head. He very gently presses them apart as I look down at him.

“Do you want me to stop?” he rasps.

“Brock,” I pant. “Are you sure you want to…”

“I’m sure I want to please you in every way imaginable,” he says. “And I promise I’ll go slow. Or…I can stop.”

“No,” I breathe. “Please…don’t stop.”

“Very well.”

With his eyes locked with mine, he lowers his mouth and places and open-mouthed kiss on me…there. I rocket to the edge in seconds, then come for a third time when he plunges his tongue into my swollen opening. My breath leaves me in a rush, then I’m gasping for air when he keeps going. Fucking me with his tongue.

My body tenses again, but I force myself to relax. Because Brock obviously knows what he’s doing. And he’s doing it very, very well. As I float down from another orgasm, he growls as he rises over me. When I open my eyes, he’s smiling down at me. I give a small smile back as he makes a request.

“Taste yourself, Sadie,” he rasps.

He lowers his mouth to mine and I welcome his deep kiss. I moan at the sweet tang on his tongue. Then I proceed to lick his face clean as he rubs his hardened cock against me. When I can stand it no more, I make my request.

“Please, Brock,” I pant. “I need to feel you inside me.”

“What exactly do you want to feel inside you?”

There’s a smirk on his face as he asks. So, after a deep breath, I give him what he wants. A little breathlessly, but still.

“I want to feel your…cock inside my pussy.”

“As you wish, my goddess.”

In less than a minute, he rises and retrieves a condom. As soon as he sheathes himself, he looms over me and presses just the head against my opening.

“Keep your eyes on me, Sadie,” he breathes. “I want your eyes while I claim you.”

I nod. Then he braces his arms and thrusts his hips forward. My mouth falls open on a wordless moan. But he doesn’t stop. For what feels like ages, he presses forward until I feel like my body could burst. By the time he stops, he’s panting.

“Fuck,” he rasps. “You feel incredible.”

“Brock,” I sigh. “Oh, my God.”

“Are you okay?”

“I…I’m so full,” I breathe.

“I won’t last long this time,” he says. “But we’ve got all night.”

“Yes,” I nod. “We do.”

With a smile, he starts to move. At first, he barely pulls out before sliding back in. Each time feels like the first. It’s almost too much. But he keeps going until my body relaxes even more and takes him with ease.

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