With his other hand on his cock, he slowly directs himself to my wetness. I gasp as he enters me with all that length and girth. Ifeelhim as he gets deep inside me. My entire body accommodates his largeness, and I’m surprised at how my pussy is submissive to this man’s unhinged lust.

“Feels so fucking good,” he says. “Your body feels so fucking good, Olivia. So tight. So fucking wet for me.”

“Yes... professor... it is.”

I can barely get the words out.

He begins to thrust fast and hard. I hold on to his thick biceps to give myself the position to rock against his hips. His hand reaches back down to my clit. The tip of his finger rubs against me as I close my eyes and succumb to my professor. He strokes me as he thrusts deep inside to the point of completion. He fills me up.

Holy fuck, the look on his face as he fucks me...

It’s pure lust. For me.

I can’t hold on for any longer...

My orgasm comes in earth-shattering waves. I sense my legs constricting and my pussy clasp around his dick as Professor Penmayne draws out my climax.

“Oh,Spencer...”

Now I can talk. It is more like a moan than anything resembling articulate English.

Another pleasurable spasm pulsates through my sex as I’m enveloped in my climax.

But the professor continues to fuck me harder and harder. He’s definitely not yet done with me.No, sir.My back arches as he possesses me like an animal on heat.

I am moaning, just as he promised me downstairs I would be.

I am moaning his name.

“Professor...Professor...”

“Fuck,” he roars as he finally finishes inside me. A man unleashed. Filling me up with his lust and wild fury. His face turns into a snarl of triumph as his blue eyes glare into mine.

I start to pant as my professor leaves my body, a spent force. He groans and wipes the sweat dripping down his taut pecs.

“I told you I’d make you moan as I make you cum,” he says, reveling in his conquer.

“Oh, you certainly made me moan,” I reply. “So many times... I couldn’t help myself.”

“You’ve been such a good girl for me.”

“I hope so, professor.”

My heart races. My pussy is on fire. I want to do so many things to this man, but I am just soexhausted.

But then he leans down. His hand cups my chin and he brings me in for a long kiss.

And I find myself moaning for him yet again.

41

SPENCER

Olivia leavesmy place at midnight. Under the cover of darkness. Midnight is a good time for her to sneak back to her dorm room so that things don’t get suspicious. We both know she can’t be seen leaving mine. Gossip in Crystal River, like all small towns, travels fast.

“I can drive you home,” I offer her as we stand at my front door. “You don’t have to walk.”

“I’m okay,” she replies, shaking her head. “I’m happy with walking.”