Page 42 of One Night With My Grumpy Professor Daddy

The distance between us is almost nonexistent. I’m breathing her air, surrounded by her intoxicating scent, feeling her warmth.

She exhales shakily.

“Is it wrong if I say, regardless of everything, I still want you?”

I look into her eyes to see the desire that’s mirrored in mine. “I want you, Ava. I want to be inside you right now.”

And that’s all it takes for us to cross the line. She reaches for me at the same time I grab the back of her neck and pull her to me, our lips colliding. We’re a mess of greedy, desperate touches— my hands are in her hair, around her throat, then it goes down her delectable ass, gripping, squeezing, and pulling, enjoying the sounds she makes at the back of her throat.

While our mouths clash, I lift her, bridal style, lead her to my room, and lock the door behind us.

Inside the room, the kiss intensifies, a mess of warm, wet tongues and lips. She sucks my tongue, and it goes straight to my cock. In minutes, our clothes are off, and I’m ready to sink myself into her.

She’s naked on her knees, waiting for me with ready eyes. For a minute, I take her in, from her perky breast topped by pink nipples, down her beautiful stomach and beautiful mound - willing, ready, and wet for me.

“My good, perfect girl.” I walk behind her, still taking her in. “You look so sexy right now.”

I help her up, bend her over the edge of the bed, slide down the back of her ass and bury my tongue squelching and slipping and lapping in and out her plush pussy from behind, preparing her to be pounded.

“Does that feel good kitten? Do you like it when I eat your pussy like this?” Her body vibrates, and her pussy quivers. “Ahh yes, Drake soo good.” Plunging my tongue in and out of her opening, Ava pants and moans. myself inside her.

We both moan as I glide into her warm wetness.

“Take my cock in your mouth Ava.” On command, Ava’s beautiful backside is erect, she shakes her auburn locks, gathering them in a top bun, flaunting her deliciously soft round curves as she turns to face me. She slides to her knees, looking up at me teasingly.

“You want to fuck my mouth, professor,” she says, lettings out a soft mewl as she slides saliva up and down my straining cock. She widens her mouth, taking me all the way in as she sucks, popping her lip on and off my head as she strokes my length. My balls tighten.

“Ugh, damn, Ava, I’m rock hard for you baby. Take it all, honey.” Ava speeds up, forcing my dick till I hit the back of her throat, and quickens her pace, and I’m ready to come down her throat…. I’m right there as I fist her hair, controlling her paces as she cups and fondles my balls. Just before I let go, I pull Ava up onto my bed.

Her beautiful, wanting pussy is on full display. I work my straining cock inside her, fucking her wet, widened walls till she lets out a breathy squeal causing my balls to shrivel like raisins. Her pussy grabs my head just right, like an accordion at an Italian festival. I slide my thickness in and out of her. I gasp, jerking back, doing everything I can to hold on.

My breath ragged, and sweat streaming down my chest. I plow into her plump pussy pressing my pubic bone against her clit, as I rock her into submission. Ava’s body convulses under me, her pussy grabbing back with every undulation as I crash in ecstasy, coming long and hard, filling every inch of her with my pent-up desires. I crash on her tits, loving how they feel pressed against my chest as our breathing stabilized. Ava rubs along my back as she purrs under me. I let out a breathy groan as the scent of her sweet essence and sex fills the air.

“You make me complete, kitten.”

Chapter twenty-five

Ava

My eyes shoot open, and it’s pitch black. Panic surges through me for a minute as I can’t tell where I am. But I instantly relax when familiar arms snake around me. Drake pulls me from behind against the warmth of his chest, his legs wrapped around mine. I wiggle my ass, snuggling into him, and whisper, “I think I should get going before Zoe wakes up.”

“Is that the only reason you’re trying to sneak out of my bed?” He mumbles into my shoulder.

“Drake, I don’t know if—“

“Stay.” That’s all he needs to say, my body instinctively obeys, relaxing into his embrace.

For a moment, we both lie there, basking in the silence and the feeling of just being with each other. We’re as close as possible, and it feels just right. I close my eyes, savoring his presence, his breathing warm against my back, his arm around my waist, and his skin against mine. I wonder if it feels right for him. I wonder if this means as much for him as it does for me. I wonder—

“What’s going on in that mind of yours?” He grumbles teasingly.

I can’t help but crack a guilty smile, even though he can’t see it. I lick my lips, debating if I should tell him what I’m thinking about and risk messing up the moment. I let out a breath and finally air my curiosity.

“Where’s Zoe’s mom?”

He breathes out hard. And I know I hit a spot in him.

“It was an arranged marriage,” he starts softly and then pauses. In that delicate moment, I hold my breath, waiting for him to continue.

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