Page 36 of Gin & Sin

“This is one of my college dreams come true.”

Stewart grins. “What’s that?”

“Nailing a hot professor in his office.”

Stewart’s cheeks go from faintly pink to a flushed red as he sways toward me, putting his hand on my chest for support. “Did you really fantasize about that?”

I nod, tickling my fingers under his chin. “Unfortunately, I never met a hot enough professor until now.”

Stewart’s breathing is heavy, warming my face as he leans into me.

“You want to fuck me on my desk?” he asks.

“I sure do, gorgeous.” Sliding my hand to the back of his neck, I step a little closer. “But not today. The first time you feel my cock inside you won’t be on a cold, hard desk.”

He shudders, parting his lips. “I want that.”

“What do you want, babe?”

“Your cock inside me.” Stewart drags his hands down my chest. “And my cock inside you.”

“I love how filthy you talk.” I take one of his hands and press it to my growing erection. “You turn me on so much, Prof.”

“What can I have now? Here?”

“I was gonna take you to coffee.”

He huffs a breath and pops his bottom lip in a pout, making me chuckle.

“I don’t want coffee.”

Reaching down, I rub the bulge between his legs. “Tell you what, if you’re a good boy and can stay up late, I’ll give you something special after I get off tonight.”

He nods eagerly, flicking his tongue over his bottom lip. “Whatever you want.”

“Mm, so obedient too.”

I close the final distance between us, claiming his pretty mouth in a heated kiss. Stewart practically melts into me, running his hands over my pec muscles. My cock immediately hardens, and I even release a stream of precum. Who knew I was such a sucker for a little submission?

It gives me an idea.

I twirl us around and press Stewart to the desk, laying him down gently and angling myself between his legs so that our cocks rub together beneath our clothes.

“Oh god, Kit,” Stewart mumbles, nibbling my bottom lip but looking nervously at his door.

“Focus on me, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”

I devour his mouth, losing myself in the warmth of his lips, the smoothness of his tongue tangling with mine, his sweet breath. He slides his arms around my waist, running his hands up and down my back while I twist my fingers in his thick hair.

His soft moans and needy whimpers light me the fuck up, and I deepen the kiss, coaxing another delicious gasp from him. He starts to rock against me, but I already know he’s leaving this interlude with a hard dick and a need for more. Stewart’s about to learn the joys of edging firsthand.

“Kit,” he gasps as I reach down and gently squeeze his balls through his pants.

“So pretty,” I murmur against his lips. “So needy. You want to be so good for me, don’t you?”

I’m aware of him nodding even as I bury my face in the crook of his neck and gently suck the skin there. Stewart arches into me, digging his fingers into my shoulders.

“You smell good,” I whisper, dragging my lips up the column of his neck to suck his earlobe. “I can’t get enough of you.”

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