Page 19 of Baby for the Professor
"Okay, baby, here we go," I plunged into her faster, and her walls sucked me in each time I was out.
Sabrina moaned louder. "Yes, yes, baby. Oh, I needed this."
I put a hand over her mouth, reminding her we were in my office.
And I clenched my teeth to stop my grunt as well. Christ. Why did she feel so special? I had never felt this way when I was with other women. But with Sabrina, I just couldn't control myself. Knowing she felt the same way about me just made it even more incredible. After all these years, I still felt that we belonged with each other.
Fate brought her back to me, and I would not screw it this time. I had to make her mine.
I bent down to kiss her breasts, sucking her nipple between my lips. And then I reached a hand between our pelvises and pressed a finger on her clit as I drove into her again. Sabrina shuddered and convulsed, her walls clamping down on my cock as a fierce stream rushed down onto my sheathed shaft.
"Come with me!" she said.
"Not yet, baby."
I lifted her and flipped her, bending her over the desk.
"Your ass is so pretty," I murmured into her ear as I spanked her playfully. "I wanted to do this when you picked up the books."
She shuddered again. "You're such a naughty professor."
"You can't blame me. You'll make every man naughty with this ass."
I reached up to cup her breasts. They felt so much heavier in this position, and I relished the weight as I molded them one by one.
"Oh God, Jackson," she moaned. "I'm going to come again."
"Good. Then we can come together," I said in a hoarse voice and entered her again. She was so wet now it was easy for me to thrust, but the grip was still tight and addictive.
Sabrina gripped the desk as I rammed into her, stretching in a beautiful yoga pose. I held her hips tight and rammed into her deep, pounding her with abandon until my cock throbbed, spewing a load of semen into the rubber.
She tensed again, and then her pussy clenched, sucking more essence out of me.
I rolled the condom off me.
"That's a lot of cum," she said with eyes widened.
"Five years in the making," I said, passing her some tissues.
"Get out of here," she laughed. "Surely you've had sex with other women."
"Yes, but I’ve always wanted only one.” After cleaning up the mess, I reached into my wallet and took out the pearl earring I had been carrying for all these years. “Remember this?”
Her mouth opened as she took it from me. “Oh my God. It’s mine. I lost it that night, and I wasn’t sure it was at the bar or your apartment.”
“I have been hoping to return it to its owner.”
"Oh, that's so sweet." She had tears in her eyes when she leaned in to kiss me again.
“What about you?” I asked as we put on our clothes. “Have you been with other guys…I mean, obviously, besides your son’s father.”
She paused again and looked as if she wanted to tell me something. “No, it’s been no one since him,” she said, avoiding my eyes.
She wasn’t smiling either, and it made me sad. Did the guy hurt her? Why weren’t they together? I had so many questions for her and I wanted to ask, but a glance at the clock stopped me from the attempt. It was ten minutes to our class time.
“We should get ready for the class,” I said after kissing her one last time.
“Yeah, we should.” She grabbed her bag and headed toward the door. “Thanks for everything, Professor Hale.”
