Page 39 of Baby for the Professor
“Not for the past three months,” he rasped. “And I always use condoms, Sabrina, except for when I’m with you.”
I was speechless for a second, and then my eyes stung. “What’re we waiting for, then?”
I glided along his thick shaft a few times before I lined my entrance up with his tip and slid down, taking him inch by inch until he was seated deep inside me.
Jackson’s eyes turned dreamy as he groaned. "So fucking delicious. Juicy and tight."
I moaned at the description while enjoying the incredible feeling of his cock stretching my walls. "Umm. you too. Your monster cock feels so good, Professor,” I cooed out these words.
“Stop calling me that, baby. We’re not in a class right now.”
“Why not? I like the sound of it, Professor.” I clenched my muscles to tease him.
“Naughty, kinky girl.” He slapped my butt cheek as he rocked his hips, pressing up into me.
I giggled between moans, grasping his thick arms to enjoy the ride.
We moved in synchrony, up and down, up and down, and tension built quickly. It had been a while since we had the wild sex in his office, and my body had yearned for his. Now I was like a starved animal having her first meal. The slick push and pull thrilled me, and I felt as if I had been transported to a different dimension of fervent joy.
Jackson's lustful eyes assessed me while he thrust. "I love it when you ride me. You're so beautiful, Sabrina," he said and stroked my breasts. He squeezed my nipples and made them hard as pebbles. I was so turned on I rolled my hips when he was completely inside me, so I could feel his hardness pulsing against my cervix.
Jackson’s gaze darted between my eyes and my bouncing breasts as I rode him rhythmically, looking mesmerized. I smirked, flattered by his attention. I pressed my palms on his chest, tracing his abs before cradling my own breasts to tempt him. He growled and thrust harder. Intense concentration masked his gorgeous face as his jaw muscles tightened and he grunted.
"Fuck. I'm close, baby," he muttered. "I've got to pull out."
"No," I said, clamping down my muscles on his shaft. "I'm safe."
He cursed again. "Are you sure?"
"Yes." Even if I weren't, I probably wouldn't care. I would love to have more babies with this man. Our one-night stand five years ago turned out to be the best mistake I had made in my life.
My walls clenched right away, making him groan even louder. He stiffened for a second and then thrust again, faster and deeper, while gripping me tight and moving me up and down his shaft. The urgency and lust on his face intensified my urge to come. The storm in my belly finally culminated and swept over me just as soon as Jackson reached his climax.
We held each other until we both regained normal breathing. When I stood up on my feet, my legs wobbled, and I had to hold on to Jackson's arm again. I giggled as I cleaned us up before putting on clothes.
"I'll check on Aiden," I said.
"Okay. I'll set the table."
I woke Aiden by gently stroking his face. "Time to get up, sleepy head."
He frowned at first, and then grumbled. "No!"
I chuckled. Aiden normally would get up early like any toddler, but he must've been exhausted last night. I sat on the bed holding his hand for a moment, debating what to do. He needed some food and water and also took his medicine. Hardening my heart, I took him by his armpits, pulling him up to my arms. He immediately started to wail. "No, Mommy. I don't want to get up!"
"Shhh, you need some food, baby. You can sleep later, okay?"
He was still whining when Jackson came in and stood in front of us. "What's the matter?" he asked softly.
Magically, Aiden stopped crying and looked up. He blinked his tearful eyes when he saw Jackson and then smiled. "Daddy!"
Jackson took the child from my arms and patted him. "What's wrong?"
"I want to sleep."
"Okay. Daddy and Mommy are going to the park later. Do you want to go with us, or do you want to stay in bed?"
"I want to go with you," Aiden didn’t hesitate to say.
