Page 79 of Forbidden Professor

Eve blinks a couple times and then bites her lip, slowly lifting her hands above her head. I drop a kiss in between her breasts, groaning a little.

“Good girl,” I whisper against her overheated skin.

My cock throbs as I slide my body down, hooking my fingers in the waistband of her tiny thong. I skim her panties down her thighs, pressing my nose into the warm heat of her legs, just below her pussy. She’s already wet; I can tell from the stain on her panties and the way the earthy but sharp scent of her pussy rises to my nose.

She whimpers when I pull away. When she pleads with me, her whisper is pure need. “Carter…”

I smirk down at her, unbuttoning my jeans the rest of the way and slipping them off. Eve squirms again, her blue eyes darkened with lust.

I grip her hips with my hands, leaning down to kiss her lips again. “What is it, beauty?” I whisper against her warm lips.

Her hips dig into mine as she thrusts. “I need more.”

Hearing her innocent plea makes me want to bury my cock so deep inside her pussy that I may never find my way out again. But I’m trying to take it slow, so I just kiss her hard, working my tongue against hers.

When she moans and writhes against me, I pull back, scanning her face. “I’m going to take my time with you, beauty. The longer you wait for me to fuck you, the more explosive it will be. And I have all the time in the world. I’m going to make you wait a little longer before I make you come on the end of my cock.”

The exhalation of her breath leaves her lungs in a quiet moan. I see her hands flex. “Carter…”

I lift myself up and take off my boxers, leaving me naked. Eve rocks her hips up, her eyes glued to my cock. She sucks in a breath and releases the tiniest groan.

Biting my lower lip hard, I run my hand down to my groin, teasing my cock. I look down at Eve’s perfect body splayed out before me.

“Spread your legs for me, beauty,” I tell her. “Show me how wet you are for me.”

Her face heats, but she looks so fucking hungry as she slowly spreads her knees wide, exposing her creamy pussy. I run my free hand inside her thigh, up to her pussy lips. She hisses and rocks her hips against the brush of my fingertips. I circle her entrance a few times, gathering the sticky moisture I find there.

“Does that feel good, princess?”

“Yes,” she whimpers. “God, yes.”

I fist my cock, staring at her pussy, wet from its own juices. My dick is so sensitive from all this buildup that I can tell I won’t last long. So, I focus on Eve, on driving her over the edge.

I trail my fingertips up, spreading the moisture that I’ve found around her clit. She closes her eyes and hisses as I draw lazy figure eights around her clit and her entrance.

“Bring one of your hands down here,” I order her. “I want to watch you touch yourself, dirty little girl.”

Her eyes open, piercing me as she draws one shaking hand down the length of her body. She touches her pussy lips oh so gently, her fingers bumping mine as she caresses her clit. She starts to close her eyes again, a little mmm rising from the back of her throat.

“Use your other hand to feel your tits,” I say.

She grasps her nipple, tweaking it hard. A shudder of pleasure racks her small frame. I grip my cock, pumping it a few times. Then with the other hand, I run my fingers down to her pussy entrance.

I stare at her face. “Look at me, Eve. I want to watch your expression when I fuck you with my fingers.”

Her eyes flicker open, pinning me in place. Her plump lips part as I tease her entrance. She’s slick with want, making it easy to slide one thick digit inside the warmth of her body.

Her expression turns to one of ecstasy mixed with torment. For a moment, I’m afraid that I’ve hurt her. But she starts feverishly moving her fingers in small circles around her clit.

My body tightens with need. I try to keep the grip I have on my cock light, but my hand is already working my dick over just the way I like it.

I’m determined to get Eve to the breaking point before I spill my seed all over her pretty body.

“Do you like that, beauty?” I whisper.

She bites her lower lip, her hips thrusting. “Give me more,” she says, her voice sultry. “Fuck, Carter…”

I turn my hand so that my palm faces upward and introduce a second thick finger to her tight pussy. I can feel the walls of her channel start to tremble as I begin to work my fingers in and out slowly.

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