Page 28 of Come Here and Kiss Me

Dammit all to hell.

In one long stride, I turn her back to my front to whisper in her ear from behind her, “I need you to be good for me.”

I can feel it in her stance that she wants to defy me. Except she can’t. She likes being at my mercy too much, bending to my will.

She winks at me with a quick glance over her shoulder before she drops to her knees. In another swift motion, she has my throbbing hard cock in her tiny grasp, working me over hard and fast.

“Fuck…” I rasp, never breaking eye contact with her.I have to brace myself with a hand on the wall.

Goddamn.

She slides my cock into her mouth like it was made for only her, deep throating it until I can feel the back of her throat, and her cheeks hollow. Fucking gorgeous. I grip the hair on the nape of her neck, gliding her up and down my shaft until she gags.

I don’t give her a chance to recover and catch her breath before I tear my dick out of her pouty fuck-me lips and place her where I want her. Right against the back of the couch, I press her body forward. As I pull up her short skirt, I slap her ass, and I love her yelp. In less than a second, I thrust my cock inside her.

Fucking hell, she feels like heaven. I focus on the sweet moans that pour from her lips. My thrusts are deep and relentless, and she takes each of them while her nails scratch against the sofa until she grips a pillow.

She nearly cries out her pleasure into it, but I can’t fucking have that. I want to hear every sound.

I pull her head back, my hand on her throat, to kiss that luscious mouth of hers, all needy and wet from my assault. She purrs and sucks on my tongue like she just did my dick as I roughly pound into her now soaking wet cunt.

“Yessss… Professor Wolf. God, yessss…”

I growl, digging my fingers into her hips as her pussy tightens on my cock like she’s trying to choke the shit out of it.

Mine.

“You’re my little whore… tell me you know that.”

When she doesn’t answer, I fuck her harder and demand it again. Her lips drop into a perfect “o,” and it’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.

“I’m your little whore, Professor Wolf,” she whimpers.

Moaning.

Panting.

The sound of my balls slapping her cunt echoes off the walls around us.

She comes, and it doesn’t take long for her to drag me over the edge with her. I know she’s on birth control, so I don’t think twice about coming deep inside her.

After we’re done, I carry her to my bed. I guess at this point, it’s our bed, and I lay her down next to me.

Her chest is still rising and falling with the waves of her pleasure. Hell, even I’m still on a high, but I take advantage of the moment.

“We’ll have to establish some ground rules.”

She glances over at me, tucking her arm under her head to look at me. “Rules are made to be broken.”

“I’m serious.”

“So am I.”

“You’re going to school, or else it will only cause more suspicion about our engagement.” I search the bedroom for a pair of boxers as I talk.

She watches me as I pull a pair on. “That sounds like bullshit.”Naked under that sheet, she tempts me.

“And I want you in my class at the end of the day.”I climb into the end of the bed and keep her gaze.

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