Page 32 of The Professor's Holiday Surprise

“I’m not used to seeing your face.” Her expression is innocent, but her words are pure sass. “I know that chest, though.”

I tip my phone to show her the dips and valleys of my torso. Knowing that she’s looking at me makes me rock hard. “Look all you want, my little voyeur.”

“Does that make you my big exhibitionist?”

“Yeah.” I rub my chest, then lower. Running my fingers through the trail of hair that leads to my boxer briefs, where my shaft is trying to drill a fucking tunnel to freedom, using precum as lubricant. “I am.”

“For real?”

I laugh under my breath. “Yeah. Sort of a new discovery in the last few months.”

“That’s cool.”

“How much of a head start do you have on me here?”

“Not much.” She sighs happily as her arm moves faster. “You, um, take a while on the live streams.”

“I like to make myself get close and then stop.” My cock is in my hand now, my thumb circling the wet tip. I want her to see it but I want to see her face, too, so I flip to the front facing camera and hold the phone on my taut belly.

“Edging, right?”

I grunt and nod before remembering she can’t see my face. “Yeah.”

“I like this up close view.”

“Me, too.” I clear my throat. “I flipped my camera so I can see your face and you can see…this.” I stroke a bead of precum to the tip. “That’s for you, baby.”

She rolls onto her back, holding her phone above her as she tips her head back. I almost lose it at this view of her, what she would look like beneath me as I drive into her body for the first time.

Soon.

Very soon. And suddenly, I don’t want to edge for long at all.

“Can you come for Daddy? I want to watch you come for me. That would make me explode so fucking fast.”

“Mmhmm.” Her gaze stays locked on the phone even as her expression grows dazed.

“You tasted so good on my desk.” As wrong as it was, I’m glad we had today. A secret little claiming on campus, where we met.

“Noah…”

“Call me Daddy,” I growl, stroking faster.

“You like that a lot,” she whispers. “You get bigger when you say it.”

Yet another new discovery about my sexuality. All triggered by Paisley Stevenson’s happy dance on her first day of school. “I do.”

“I like it too, Daddy.” She sounds so fucking sweet and innocent. It’s a headfuck in the best way. “I can’t wait until I can make you come in person.”

“The second you’re done with my class, baby. I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Right there in the parking lot?” She giggles, but then moans.

December in Wyoming is not the time for a parking lot fuck. But if my girl likes that… “You want to play in public, little girl?”

“If it would make you happy.”

“You make my happy. Watching your face as you get closer and closer to coming makes me happy. Look at you. So pretty. So sexy.”

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