Page 112 of Devoured

I put my fingers underneath her chin. I’d felt like I was slowly dying before I met her. But she made me feel alive. “Do you know what I pictured while I stroked my cock?”

She didn’t respond.

“Your lips wrapped around me.” I undid my button and zipper with my free hand. “Letting me tell you exactly how I like it. Teaching you. Be a good girl and suck your professor’s cock. And then I’ll give you your fantasy.”

She didn’t even hesitate. Her lips wrapped around my cock like she was as greedy for this as I was. I buried my fingers into her wet hair. I loved being her professor. But she didn’t really need much instruction here. Her mouth was already fucking perfection. I still fantasized about it though.

“Show me how far you can go down, baby,” I said.

She complied.

My tip pressing against the back of her throat felt amazing. But there was one thing that would make it better. “Use your hand at my base.”

She lifted her hand, wrapping her fingers around where her mouth couldn’t reach.

“Just like that,” I groaned. “In sync with your mouth.”

Her head bobbed up and down on my cock.

“Just a little tighter,” I said.

Her lips wrapped tighter around me.

Fucking hell.“If you relax your throat, you can take more of my cock. Can you relax your throat for me, Miss Taylor?”

I wasn’t sure if it was what I called her, or the rain turning her on even more, but she shifted forward. My tip went into the back of her throat and she gagged.

I groaned. “Just like that, Miss Taylor. Gag on my cock.”

She moved down even further.

Jesus.I gripped her hair tighter and pulled back before I exploded down her throat.

She looked up at me with her big blue eyes. They were a little watery from choking on my cock. But I could tell she loved every second of that.

“Your turn.” I helped her up as I kicked my bedroom door closed. It wasn’t a dark closet or anything. But this would do.

Her throat made that squeaking noise again as I caged her in against the closed door.

“I can’t stop thinking about you, Miss Taylor.”

She smiled up at me. “This is so much better than my fantasy.” She grabbed the front of my shirt and tugged me toward her.

“And what happens next?” I whispered against her lips.

“You fuck me against the door, Professor Hunter.”

God, this girl was everything I’d ever needed. I lifted her up and slammed my cock inside of her as her back hit the door.

I should have been making love to her. We’d been through so much to get here. But I knew what my girl liked.

“Do you like being a little slut for me?” I whispered into her ear.

She moaned.

“Do you like riding your professor’s cock?”

Her nails dug into my back.

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