Page 41 of Come Here and Kiss Me

My hand slides up her thigh to her sweet pussy.

“Keep reading.”

“His hand glided forward and backward on my clit, my wetness making it easy for him to do. The moisture pooling between my legs was audible with each swipe over my clit, and I almost died of embarrassment. With his other hand, he slid his two fingers into my opening, and my head fell back.”

When I thrust my fingers into her warm, wet heat, she lets out the most incredible moan.

I demand, “Keep reading, or I’ll stop.”

There she is, spread for me. She’s still wearing her outfit. All I took off were her panties.

“Ro—”

“It’s Professor Wolf to you, Brooklyn. After all, you are my student.”

“Am I now?” she puffs, rocking her hips in the opposite direction of my asault.

“I said to keep reading. Unless you want me to stop.”

“No, Professor Wolf.” She lets out an unsteady pant.“He began to finger fuck me ever so slightly while he manipulated my clit, driving me to the brink of insanity. Making me wild with need for his big, hard, thick cock.”

“I like hearing the word cock come out of your sweet, little mouth.” Following what she reads, I slowly move my fingers back and forth, repeatedly hitting her G-spot. “Keep reading, Miss Chambers, or I’ll have no choice but to fail you on this assignment.”

Playing her part like I know she will, she replies,“He did this a few more times until I couldn’t take it anymore, and my back arched off the bed from the powerful release of his skilled fingers.”

“Does Miss Chambers want to come?”

“Yes…”

“Should I let you?”

“Yes…”

“Why should I let you come?”

“Because I’m a good girl.”

“Would a good girl be spread eagle on my desk? Begging to come like a little whore?”

“Please, Professor Wolf. I don’t want to fail your class. I need an A plus, and I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Well, who the fuck can say no to that? But first…” I coax, leaning into her mouth while I finger fuck her, and she rides my hand. “I want to take your ass.”

She freezes. “Wait, what?”

“You heard me.”

Her wide eyes search my face for any sign of humor. I’m not laughing. Far from it. I’m adamant about making it happen.

She was mine to do with as I please.

Moving my fingers faster and harder, we lock eyes as she begins to come apart.

“Oh God…”

“How bad do you want an A plus, Miss Chambers?”

“So bad…”

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