Page 57 of Corrupt Educator (The Syndicate Academy)

“Let me come,” she groans, her hips pushing toward my lips hungrily, demanding.

I place a firm hand on her abdomen, holding her in place. “You will come when I deem it the right time and not a second before.”

She huffs in irritation, fingers raking rougher into my scalp.

I enjoy the slight sting of pain as I continue to wind her up tighter than a coil, but never get her to the precipice. When she comes, I want it to shatter her world and make her forget her goddamned name.

Her taste is addictive as I thrust my tongue in and out of her, continuing to stroke a finger down the inner wall of her virginal entrance. Eva’s body trembles with each touch as I bring her closer and closer to the edge, only to back off the moment I feel the tension tighten.

Eva growls in frustration as I stop again. “Please, Oak. I can’t stand it any longer,” she whines, her fingers tightening in my hair. “I need to come.”

I raise a brow. “It will feel better the longer I make you wait,” I say.

She shakes her head. “I don’t care, please, sir.” Her beautiful hazel eyes are full of fire as she begs me, making me so hard I can hardly think straight.

I focus all my attention on her body, thrusting my finger in and out of her vigorously. Her muscles practically clamp around me, pulling my finger deeper. I swirl the tip of my tongue around her sensitive nub before allowing my teeth to graze over her clit.

She jolts violently, screaming as the soft scrape of my teeth sends her tumbling over the edge. I lap up every drop of her sweet nectar, cleaning her beautiful virgin cunt hungrily.

I groan against her, tasting every drop of her orgasm as she continues to jolt and shudder, panting and moaning unintelligible words at the intensity of her climax.

By the time her orgasm fades, I’m ready to start all over again.

I move my lips to her center, only for Eva to yank my hair so hard it feels like she’s trying to pull it from my scalp. “My turn,” she growls, eyes alight with such intensity it drives me wild.

I tilt my head, not used to women making demands in bed. “Is that right?”

She nods, eyes narrowing. “Let me taste you, sir.”

My cock throbs, agreeing with her. “Very well.”

She lets go of my hair, allowing me to step off the bed and hook my fingers into the waistband of my boxer briefs. “On your hands and knees,” I order.

Eva does as I say in a heartbeat, crawling to the edge of the bed.

I pull the waistband down and drop my boxer briefs to the floor.

Eva gasps, eyes widening as she takes in my size.

I move closer, letting the tip of my cock rest only an inch from her pretty little mouth. “Taste me, baby girl,” I order.

Her eyes, which are so dilated, meet mine. “I’m not sure it will fit.”

“Believe me. It will.”

Eva reaches out for me, her small hand circling the girth of my cock.

I groan at the mere touch of her, longing to feel her hot, wet mouth encase me. “Open wide,” I order.

She swallows hard before opening her mouth.

I thrust my hips forward, groaning as her mouth encases me. It feels better than I ever could have imagined as I lace my fingers in her hair and pull her closer, making her choke.

Her hands move to my thighs, and she tries to push away, but I don’t relent. The monster lying beneath the surface is rising to the surface quicker than I’d like as I thrust my cock in and out of the back of her throat, taking what I want and not giving a shit about the consequences.

Eva’s saliva spills down her face and all over my cock as tears spill from her eyes down her cheeks.

I give her a moment’s reprieve. “Breath through your nose,” I instruct before slamming right back into her throat again.

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