Page 39 of Emily: Hello Kitten

“Please, Sir! I need to come. Please. I’m… I’m begging, I want—”

“I want to know how many limits I can push,” he says and adjusts me on the bed.

He lifts my ass high, forces my legs together between his, and guides me down so I’m resting on my shoulders, not even my elbows. I whimper and roll my hips, desperate to have him back inside me. We should both be coming constantly, coming until we can’t come anymore.

“Please!” I cry as my pussy spasms, and he glides his cock inside me.

The buzzing of my vibrator fills the silence between my moans until he rubs it over my ass. I gasp, and he thrusts deeper while rubbing my clit with his free hand. “You can take it. Take it for me. Be good for me, just me.”

“Yes,” I pant.

He spits on my ass and slips the toy in slowly, bit by bit, with each thrust until it’s buried inside me and I’m trembling. I’m so fucking close.

“Don’t stop!”

“Demanding little brat, you’re going to get what you ask for,” he snarls.

He moves his hips, slamming inside me with his cock and the toy until everything inside me breaks. My orgasm crashes through me as I wail, my core tightening as he continues his attack. My body goes limp, but Adrian doesn’t stop. He’ll never stop.

He thrusts deeper, harder, faster. “You’re going to be filled with my cum, coated in it, and taste me on your tongue even when the sun rises, Kitten. I’m not going to stop making you mine until you pass out on me.”

I groan and come again, completely lifeless. He follows, fucking me as my gasps and moans echo.

“Look at you, Kitten, right where you belong. Under me and with my cock inside you.” He grunts and stills, filling me up.

I shudder, then moan when I feel the toy still buzzing in my ass, the flared end keeping it secure.

“Adrian, the… Please… Out,” I pant.

He slides out of me and picks me up, carries me to the bathroom. He turns on the shower, then pulls me in with him. His lips press to mine, making up for every moment he didn’t kiss me while fucking.

His hands are rough when he kisses me softly and turn rougher when he bites me.

He pulls the toy out of my ass and turns off the shower, then spins me around before I can utter a word. His voice fills my ear. “I’m going to have your ass too.”

He works his thumb into me while his other hand palms my breast. “I’m having all of you, Kitten.”

My face presses against the cold tiles and my hands follow.

“And while I fuck you in the ass, you’re going to call me ‘Professor’ and nothing else. I want you to scream it,” he growls in my ear.

“Yes, Professor. All night,” I whisper.

“Good girl.”

He slides into my pussy, his fingers stretching my ass, and eases his cock out, then replaces his finger with it, with a slow thrust. My voice catches in my throat, but he fingers my pussy at the same time, calming the sparks of pain that echo through my body.

My eyes roll back, and I rock against him. “Professor.”

He thrusts harder. “Louder. You’re going to scream it.”

nineteen

“Iknow you’re awake,” Adrian says in the morning, pulling me against him. “And you’re mine until checkout.”

“I know,” I whisper.

“No more notes on your essays. No more promises once we get back,” he says gently. “But…”

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