Page 67 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
I could tell he was trying hard to stay calm, but there was such anger in his voice.
"Penny, do you enjoy pushing all my buttons?"
"You're always so in control. It's a little fun to see you squirm."
He raised his left eyebrow at me.
"I just feel like you're hiding something from me. And I don't understand why. I told you that I trusted you. Don't you trust me?" My stomach churned when I said it. He shouldn't trust me. I was lying to him about my age. I was being a hypocrite.
He didn't answer right away. I could feel his eyes boring into my soul.Does he know I'm hiding something too?
"I do trust you," he finally said.
"So what happened with your parents? Why are you so mad at them?"
"It's complicated."
"Well, you're a professor. You should be good at explaining things. Make me understand."
He sighed. "My whole life they put so much pressure on me. To the point where I felt like I didn't get to make any of my own choices. It took me far too long to realize. And when I finally did, my life was no longer mine at all. I felt like I was drowning. Becoming a professor was the first thing that I decided for myself in a long time."
I could see how vulnerable he was. The strength and control he possessed were gone for a second. He looked up at me.
"So screw them," I said.
He laughed. "Penny, being here, with you...I finally feel like I can breathe again."
"I feel the same way. You make me feel alive."
"Come with me." He got up, put his hand out for me, and pulled me to my feet. I followed him to his bedroom. My heart was racing. He pulled his shirt off, then his jeans, then his boxers.
"Professor Hunter. I'm a little sore."
"Penny, you'd be surprised to find out how many times you can orgasm in a day. Your body can take it. And I want to show you that this is more than just fucking for me too. So I promise to be gentle."
More than fucking? What is he going to do to me?I really did trust him. I lifted my shirt off over my head so that I was standing naked in his pristine bedroom. Now I was the one feeling vulnerable.
He lifted me into his arms and placed me down on his bed. He kissed the inside of my ankle and traced kisses up the inside of my leg. I felt him lightly nip my inner thigh and then he moved to my other ankle and repeated the process. When he nipped my inner thigh this time, I groaned. My whole body tingled with desire. It didn't matter that I was sore. I wanted him. I needed him inside of me, filling me, claiming my body. I could feel that my clit was swollen when he slowly circled his tongue around it. But it didn't matter. I had never wanted him more. My hips rose to meet him.
But he quickly moved his head and kissed the palm of my left hand. He trailed kisses up my arm, slowly across my shoulder and clavicle, and then down my other arm. When his lips kissed my other palm it felt like every inch of my body was aroused.He had awoken something inside of me that I didn't even know existed. He kissed between my breasts and slowly went down my stomach.Yes.That was it.
His lips gently sucked on my clit while his hands massaged my inner thighs. When his fingers finally touched me I knew I was ready for him. But he still entered me slowly, lovingly. My heartbeat quickened even more. His fingers felt so good. He leaned over top of me and kissed my forehead, my nose, and then my mouth. His fingers pressed against my walls, massaging me in the most intimate way. I could feel his erection stiffen as he kissed me deeply. When he pulled away I could see my want reflected in his own eyes. I swallowed hard. My lips parted. I was panting.
He moved one hand under my ass and lifted my hips slightly as he slowly filled me with his length.
"Oh!"
He bit his lip as he looked down at me. I liked when he was rough with me. I loved when he fucked me. And this was somehow completely different, yet the same. He pushed firmly against me, going deeper than he had ever been before.Yes!Was it possible that this was even better than fucking? I felt so connected to him. My hands explored the muscles on his back.
He kissed me as he began to thrust in and out of me. My fingertips dug into his flesh. His abs pressed against me as he went in deeper still. "You're so gorgeous," he whispered into my ear. "Every inch of you." He bit my earlobe and I felt myself clench around his hard cock.
"Yes!" I moaned. He kissed me passionately, riding out my orgasm. When my orgasm subsided, he rubbed his nose against mine. A smile curled on his lips.
"I'm not done with you yet. I'll never be done with you." His voice was doused with desire.
He rolled over and pulled me with him so that I was now on top. He grabbed my ass and guided his cock in and out of me. I could see him watching my breasts bounce with every movement. He moved his hands to my waist, slowly slid them up the sides of my torso, and grabbed my breasts in his hands. I continued to move my hips, letting him slide in and out of me, as he firmly squeezed my breasts. He rubbed my swollen nipples and then looked into my eyes as one of his hands slid down my stomach. His fingers began to massage my clit.
"Professor Hunter." I let my head drop back. I was going to come again.
