Page 16 of The Professor
The air huffed from her lungs, and her pussy clenched at the invasion.
I gritted my teeth and concentrated on setting up the hard, fast fucking she clearly wanted and I needed. All around me flesh slapped on flesh. Desperate cries and moans of need echoed around the dark room. The scent of arousal, thick and musky, filled my nose and laced my throat.
“Ah yeah…” I muttered as my cock came to full, nearly there hardness and my balls retracted.
But I didn’t want to come yet. I wanted to feel her spasm around my cock. That was the idea, right? Both parties orgasmed. I wouldn’t be one of those selfish guys who finished himself off then strode out. That was bad form. Bloody rude.
She arched her back beneath her dark sweater, and I stared at the black cap she wore. Her neck was slender, and her hands locked beneath her face.
Her pussy was sopping, my cock soaked by her juices, and she was bucking back for more each time I hit full depth. It was near violent the way we were rutting, how our bodies werebanging into each other. Oh God, this was just how I liked it, she’d been a perfect choice for Sure Thing.
I brought my hand down on her ass. A real hard slap. A violation of the rules I was sure, but if she didn’t come soon I’d beat her to the finish line. Not an option.
She gasped and stiffened with her pussy quivering. And then she was writhing beneath me, coming hard and fighting for breath. Her palms flat on the sides of the booth as if trying to stop herself from floating away.
I leaned forward, my chest hitting her back through our clothing, and smacked my hands down on the surface of the table. The position had my cock driving even deeper, I could feel her smooth cervix butting the end, and then I came. Flooding the condom and losing myself in her welcoming, hugging heat.
A long, low groan dragged from my chest, and I nestled my groin against her warm flesh and felt her spasming through my release.
She stilled beneath me, frozen, letting me finish. Such a good girl.
After a few minutes, I straightened and pulled out. Quickly, I tugged off the condom and tucked myself away. My heart was clattering within my ribcage, and my breaths were still fast and deep. My climax had sent satisfaction to each corner of my body, and the knot in my right shoulder blade had finally gone.
For a moment I indulged myself and stared at her still folded double before me. I wished there’d been more light so I could properly make out my handprint on her ass. But it was there, would be for the next few hours.
The urge to touch her again, caress her, perhaps kiss her neck was almost overwhelming, so to keep it in check I turned and strode away.
I hadn’t been the quickest to come or the slowest, and a few other guys walked in silence with me back along the corridor and out onto the dark lawn. There was no moon tonight, no stars, and as I made for the bus stop my phone lit up in my pocket.
“Hey, Mitch.”
“Sorry to call you so late.”
“It’s okay, I was up.”
“Me, too, I’m on night shift this week.”
“How’s that going?” I liked Mitch, a lot. He was a senior member of Galahad and a cop. He was also privy to a whole lot of useful information.
“There’s something going on I thought you’d be interested in.”
“Go on.” I left the university grounds, my shoes near silent.
“You know that asswipe Ranson, the one we set a hit on last year and then he ran out on us?”
“Yep.”
“He’s back in town.”
I stopped dead. “He is?” This guy was a mean son of a bitch who should have taken a bullet a long time ago.
“Yeah, and not just up to his old tricks, he’s multiplied them. Got a whole fucking factory operation going on.”
“Jeez, we’ve got to stop him.” Anger fizzed in my temples, and the knot in my shoulder jumped right back in there as big as a baseball.
“I couldn’t agree more. And the sooner the better.”
“We’ll meet tomorrow evening, call the others, we have to act fast on this one. Lives are at stake.”
