Page 33 of The Professor's Holiday Surprise

“Noah! Daddy!” Her soft moans go on and on and on.

I groan as my own release is triggered by nothing more than her sweet cries. It’s a mess that surprises me, getting everywhere instead of my usual elegant display.

Fuck.

Worth it.

When my pulse slows, she’s smiling at her phone. Then I realize she’s still looking at my softening junk.

I flip the camera back and give her a grin. “The end of the show isn’t the best part.”

She shakes her head. “It’s all the best part. I can’t wait until I can watch your cock deflate in person.”

I laugh so hard my eyeballs hurt. “Deflate?”

“What, is that not the right term?” She winks at me. “Remember, I’m a virgin.”

“You sassy brat. I’ll show you how much it doesn’t deflate when I’m holding your pretty hair in my fist and the not-at-all-deflated cock is…”

She laughs and rolls over, propping her pillow under her chin. “Is what?”

“I don’t want to be too crude.”

“Professor, I discovered that our crushes were mutual while watching you do a solo cam show. Porn brought us together. I think you can be a little crude.”

I drag my lower lip between my teeth, desire mounting again. “Then you can take your pick, little girl. How do you want my cock when you’re on your knees? Down your throat or slapping you in the face?”

She gasps. “Professor!”

I laugh, all the way to my bones, and she joins in.

And when we both stop chuckling, she brings her phone really close to her face. “Yes, please. All of that.”

“Hey, listen… My brother’s wedding anniversary is on the winter solstice. We’ll have a big dinner. Like a trial run for Christmas. If you still like me six days after the term ends, how would you feel about meeting my family at that point?”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

“I… Wow. Yeah, that would be nice.”

“Good. And if you want, you can stay here at the ranch for a few days. If your aunt wouldn’t mind.”

She laughs out loud again. “I’m a grown woman, Noah. Yes, I’d love to stay at the ranch with you. I can’t wait.”

The next morning,I get up early again and help with chores.

“I was thinking you guys should get away before Christmas,” I say casually to Drew and Zane. “I can handle the chores by myself from the last day of school until the anniversary party.”

“That’s like five days you handling it basically on your own.”

“Not completely. Raul and Trick will help.”

Zane narrows his gaze. “Why?”

“Because you’ve worked fucking hard and deserve a break. And it just so happens there’s going to be a big rodeo in Vegas that weekend.”

Drew thumps Zane on the shoulder. “Fuck yeah. Let’s go.”

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