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More of his touch, more of his love.

More ofhim.

“I want to taste you,” he breathed in my ear.

I was more than happy to oblige, picking up what he was throwing down.

“You want to choke onDaddy’s cock, huh? Want to wrap that hot little mouth around me until I come down your throat?” I taunted him.

He responded to my shift in demeanor, just as I knew he would, and I couldn’t deny the way that simple shift, the way he justobeyedme as he dropped to his knees, eyes imploring mine, made me feel.

Like I truly was the king of this castle, like I was the king of his heart.

And his cock, which visibly strained against his jeans.

He reached for me, but I backed away.

“Ah, ah, I didn’t say you could have this yet,” I teased, assuming the role that was easiest for me, a role that I had a feeling was just what the professor needed.

Someone to take control of the situation, take control ofhim.

“Please,” he said, licking his lips.

“Show Daddy how much you want this cock,” I said as I approached him, letting my moistened tip brush the edge of his silky lips.

“Show me that pretty pink cock of yours,” I commanded, and Riley did not hesitate. He removed his pants and boxers faster than I could blink.

“Sit on the couch,” I ordered, and he did, leaning back against my grey cushions so I could take in the sight of him, all long legs and arms, toned and defined by the shadows the light was casting on him, his thick, pink cock standing at attention.

The last time we’d really gotten intimate, things were a blur. And then the next morning, when we’d gotten carried away, I’d walked away with my needs met, but Riley...

Riley had insisted he was fine, but I never got to reciprocate the pleasure like I’d wanted to.

As badly as I wanted this man’s mouth on my cock, I wanted to please him, to make him feel as good as he made me feel.

I straddled his hips as I braced my knees on the cushions, letting my cock brush against his. His arms stretched out like a trapeze along the back of my couch, his dark eyes gazing into mine with warmth and wonder.

“That’s a good boy,” I purred as I captured his lips with mine, rubbing myself against him. I pulled away for a moment, taking stock of his lustful gaze, smirking as I spit in my hand. His eyes widened.

“Is that what you want, Cinderella?” I asked as I slathered both of our cocks in my saliva.

I could feel the stickiness of precum mixing with the warmth of my spit. I slid my hand over his leaking head, gathering it as I coated myself in it. Inhim.

“Yes,” he breathed, his fingernails digging into my ass.

I smirked, commanding him once more. “Then get on your knees, Princess.”

Riley didn’t waste a moment as he did as I asked, nearly knocking me to the floor as he did so. The moment his mouth wrapped around my cock, I felt like my entire body turned to liquid.

Riley hollowed his cheeks, taking me to the back of his throat in one swift motion.

I grabbed his hair, letting out a deep growl, mixed with cursing as his tongue lapped at my head, pushing into my slit.

I pulled out, if only because I didn’t want to come yet, and I knew if Riley kept it up, I wouldn’t last long.

I wanted to give him what he wanted, but I also wanted to take my time.

“Not yet, baby,” I murmured huskily as he looked up at me, doe-eyed and needy.

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