Page 42 of A Discovery: Love and Other Things

“I like youdown there,Professor.” I played coy, jutting my chin down toward my pussy, even though only moments ago I had begged him to fuck me.

“Are you asking for an oral exam, Miss Taha?” he hummed, his eyes glistening with mischief.

My fingers played at the scruff on his chin. “If that’s what my professor thinks is in my best interest, then yes.”

“Then, I wouldn’t want to disappoint a future archaeologist.”

He slid down my body and positioned himself between my legs, groaning in appreciation of what he saw. “This cunt! So wet and ready for me. You’re fucking perfect.”

I sucked in a sharp breath. His praise always had that effect on me. “Oh, please. I know you just want a five-star review on ratemyprofessors-dot-com.”

“I don’t even know what that is, but don’t make me punish you for that smart mouth.”

“You say it like it’s a bad thing. Just think of me as quick-witted.”

“Whatever it is, I know how to shut you up before you ruin your grade.”

Before I could respond with another witty comeback, his tongue drew circles on my clit. “Ah,” was all that came out of my mouth.

“That’s more like it. Kitty and her pretty pussy that tastes like honey. So addictive and sweet.”

His tongue swiped at my soaked slit, and my toes curled from the sensation. “Jesus.”

My hips rocked, pressing my swollen lips into his face. His stubble pricked my sensitive skin, heightening my sensation.

He pulled away and sat back on his heels. His lips were slick with my arousal. “I need inside of you now.”

I was ready and eagerly parted my legs wider for him.

“Condom first.” He was about to climb off the bed when I stopped him.

“I want to feel you. I’m on birth control.” Most women on digs were on contraception, to make their periods more predictable or to prevent them altogether.

“Here I am, trying to be responsible, and then you go and say things like that.” He lined up his head with my entrance, and I could feel his warm velvet tip touch my sensitive flesh. “I’m clean,” he grunted, the sensation clearly affecting him too.

“Me, too,” I breathed out in anticipation.

Without further delay, he slammed into me. All hints of playfulness had completely vanished.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.”

“Maybe you’re just too big,” I ground out. His size was crammed into my hole like when I tricked myself into thinking that my ass could fit into a size-small bikini—tight as fuck.

“Your mouth is only going to make it bigger, kitten.” He pounded his dick into me, hitting the top of my vagina with each pass.

I clenched at the sheets beneath me, needing anything to ground me during his welcome assault.

His breath grew ragged as he drilled into me. The line between pain and pleasure blurred into a delicious mix of confusion, just like our relationship. The headboard banged against the wall as we fucked like primal beings.

I felt myself clamp down around him, signaling my impending release. “I’m close,” I said, panting.

James grabbed my leg and rested my foot on his shoulder, opening me up more for him. The feeling intensified as he filled me in a way that I had never felt before. I cried out from the rawness. It was all too much, but I didn’t want it to stop.

His pants turned into sharp grunts.

A scream left my throat as a sweet orgasm ripped through my body. James followed me into bliss, roaring his release as his hot cum filled me.

He continued pumping into me as we rode the waves of ecstasy together.

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