Page 8 of Rejected By My Shifter Billionaire
He swallowed the rest of what she had to say with his kiss.
For a moment, Kassia couldn’t move, too shocked at what was happening. One moment the professor was with another woman, the next moment he had whisked her into the darkness and was kissing her—-
He lifted his head. “Kassia?”
She touched her lips. Bruised. It definitely felt bruised, and yet this was not a dream.
She looked up at him. “Professor, I don’t like seeing you with another woman.” She felt selfish for mumbling out such words, but she had to say it.
Alessandro’s chest squeezed at such honesty. His shy chick was too innocent, especially for him. If he had a conscience, he should let her go right now and have her forget him. But he couldn’t. There was no one like her, and he wanted her.
“Do what I tell you,” he said, voice taut with suppressed desire, “and you’ll be the only woman I’ll fuck.”
She whimpered. She couldn’t help it, not when it was the professor sayingthat.
He kissed her again, and this time she returned it, shyly, hungrily, passionately. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she pulled his head down so he could deepen the kiss. Shesucked his tongue, he sucked her lower lip, and it was like a game of who could make the other more insane with need.
Kassia shuddered when she felt his hands start to move, stiffening in fear and excitement when the professor’s hands covered her breasts. His hands were big, but so were her breasts, embarrassingly so. It warmed her all over when he groaned against her lips, saying, “So damn big.”
Her head fell back as his lips moved down her neck. He was kneading her breasts now, caressing them in a way she had never thought of even touching herself. It was beautiful, hot, heady, the way he squeezed her breasts hard and tight.
She bit her lip hard, doing her best not to make any noise when the professor lifted her sweater off. Pushing the bra to the side, he cupped her breasts again, this time skin against skin, resulting in such pleasure it had her catching her breath.
“So damn big,” the professor repeated hoarsely, and his voice made her toes curl. She was glad, oh she was so glad he found them big, and not in a way that he disliked.
“I bet they taste fucking sweet, too...”
Her eyes widened—-
And then his mouth was there, tasting her nipples with tiny, teasing flicks of his tongue. “Sweet,” he groaned just before suckling on them like a babe.
She gripped his head, her shyness fleeing her as the pleasure mounted and mounted. She moaned in protest when he stopped kissing her breast, but the sound soon turned into a squeal of fear when she realized where his kisses were heading.
“Professor—-”
“We’re not going to fuck, little chick. Not until you do as promised. But right now, I want to have a taste of you.”
When he talked like that, she couldn’t argue. It was just too sexy, having the professor speak so dirty to her. The professor had nimble fingers – either that or he was an expert when it came to pulling off jeans. A few seconds were all it took for her to be free of her jeans, and then another second for her to be free of her silk panties.
Cold air greeted her bare flesh. “Professor,” she whispered, shivering in embarrassment and arousal. It was so confusing, the way he made her feel so self-conscious and shameless at the same time.
Kassia nearly jumped when she felt the professor touch the flesh between her legs. She was already wet there, and she could feel her sex drenching his finger. When he pulled it away, she heard a sucking sound. Fire burst in her cheeks at the realization that he was sucking her essence on his finger.
“Sweeter than I hoped, little chick.”
She whimpered.
Alessandro laughed at the sound. “Are you embarrassed?”
“Of course I am.” It was part wail, part mumble, part snarl.
“Good. I like you embarrassed.” And then he sought to embarrass her more by pushing her legs wide open, lowering his head, and fucking her with his tongue. She buckled immediately at the first raspy slide of his tongue against her folds. She triedto struggle away from him, the intensity of his kiss shocking her, but Alessandro wasn’t going to let her go anywhere.
Not now.
Not ever.
Gripping her legs, he easily kept them wide apart without exerting any kind of strength. He thrust his tongue in and out of her sweet sex relentlessly, and after a few thrusts, her struggles had changed. She was now lifting her hips towards his mouth, and she was mewling, begging without words for more of his possession.
