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“Ryker.” His name leaves me in a whisper. He blinks but doesn’t stop staring, his hold on me only tightening as our heads dip closer together. “Tell me not to kiss you, Finley.”
“And if I don’t want to?” “Then tell me what I feel for you is wrong. That I need to get up and walk away.”
“Fuck me, Professor.”
“How many times did you imagine fucking your professor, Ms. Buckley?” Her nails dig deeper. I continue with the circles, not giving in to the wiggling hips urging me to move. “Please,” she begs. I reward her with a small shallow thrust and bite her earlobe. “Be a good girl, and tell me.” “Too many to count.”
I avoid her eyes and look down at her body, her half-clothed body with my cum dripping out of her onto the grass. It’s lewd. It’s forbidden. I probably shouldn’t like it, even if everything inside me does. Even if everything inside me wants to put her on her hands and knees and shove it back inside her then fill her with more until she’s so full of me it will drip out of her for days.
I groan, pressing my thumb into her pouting lower lip. “This isn’t a test, simply a question. And all the answers are right.” She hums and sucks the tip of my finger between her lips before pulling back. “What’s the question?” “Do you, A, want me to lick your pussy until you’re begging for me to fill you with my cock”—a small whimper escapes her lips—“B, want to grip the headboard and ride my face until you suffocate me with your sweet cunt—” “Ryker,” she moans, her hips rubbing against my jean-clad thigh. “Or, C, want to get on your hands and knees and let me fuck you so hard our wall
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“I could kiss and lick every inch of you all night. I’ll never get tired of exploring you.”
“Come on, Ms. Buckley,” he taunts. “I’ll give you extra credit if you soak my beard.”
“Get on your knees and grab the headboard.”
“I can’t wait to see my cum drip out of you…” He smacks my ass yet again before I feel the tip of his thick cock dragging between my pussy lips. “Can I see it, Ms. Buckley?”
You’re a force of nature, Finley, and I’m in awe of you.”
“Beg me for it.”
