Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
She moans, thrusting back to meet me even faster, like she can’t get enough of it. I groan, pumping into her faster, rutting into her like a demon. Her tight little cheerleader ass bounces off my abs, her fingers tighten in mine, and she moans so deeply into my mouth as we both go crashing towards that release.
“Come for me, Ana,” I grunt. “Let me feel you come for me.”
My hand spanks her ass as I drive in deep, and when my mouth finds her neck and bites, suddenly, she explodes for me. She gasps loudly before she turns and buries her cry into her shoulder as she starts to come for me. I groan, feeling her clenching me so fucking tightly—rippling up and down my cock as I start to fall myself.
She turns her head, still panting and moaning, and her eyes are wild as they lock with mine.
“Please, Professor Bard?” She coos in this sweet and yet sultry voice. “Please can I have your cum?”
Yeah, that does it.
I crush my lips to hers and roar into her mouth as I bury my cock to the hilt and let go. My balls twitch, and my thick cock pulses as I pump rope after thick, sticky white rope of cum deep against her womb. I groan, holding my cock there as I just keep coming, filling her to the absolute brim before slowly, I come back down to earth.
I kiss her slowly, and tenderly, and when her tongue seeks mine and swirls over it, I growl as I cup her jaw possessively. Slowly, achingly, I pull away, easing my cock from her tight, cum-soaked pussy. She moans, sliding a hand under her skirt and cupping herself as she giggles and blushes.
“You came so much.”
I chuckle, kissing her and pulling her into my arms, feeling the heat of her radiate through me as she giggles again.
“Okay, there’s no freaking way I can walk to class without leaving a trail behind me.”
I chuckle. “Hang on.”
I stride to my desk, tucking my sticky cock back into my pants and zipping up. In my drawer, still there from the day before, are the panties I slid down her legs last night. I grab them and walk back over to her.
“Here, let me.”
I kneel in front of her.
“Lift your skirt, angel,” I purr.
Anastasia blushes as she does, giving me a perfect view of her pink, swollen, freshly fucked pussy.
“Fuck do you have a pretty little cunt,” I growl softly, making her blush. I help her step into her panties from the night before, and slowly pulls them up. But I leave them at her thighs for a second, reaching up and letting my fingers stroke through her messy, cum-filled pussy. She moans as I ease a finger into her, curling it deep before sliding out and dragging it up to her clit. I roll my cum around her little nub until she’s panting, before I pull away.
Ana groans. “Who’s the tease now?”
I chuckle as I pull her panties up tight against her mound, already seeing the front of them darken as my cum leaks out of her.
“Better get to your next class,” I growl, standing and kissing her slowly.
“If I’m late to that one, should I report back here for more… discipline?”
I grin, shaking my head at the impish smile on her face. “I think I’ve created a monster.”
She nods, giggling as she stands up on her tip-toes and kisses my mouth.
“Will…” she blushes. “Will I see you later?”
I nod, my eyes hungrily drinking her in.
“My house, after you’re done for the day.”
She swallows, her eyes hooded with lust.
“Okay,” she whispers heatedly.
“Get to class, baby,” I grin, pulling her in and kissing her.
She picks up her bag and heads for the door, taking a breath and smoothing out her skirt and fixing her hair before she turns back to me, one hand on the knob.
“See you later, Professor.”
She opens the door and steps out, and I’m just turning back to my desk, a big shit-eating grin on my face, when I hear my name.
“Oliver.”
I turn, my eyes going a little wide as I see Vice Principle Lyne standing in my doorway.
“Your office hours haven’t started yet, have they?”
I shake my head, swallowing thickly as I lean back against my desk. “No, not yet.”
“So why did I just see Anastasia Penworth leaving your classroom?”
“She needed some…” I clear my throat. “Some help with some of the extra credit she’s doing for me.”
Kelly’s eyes narrow, a sour look on her face. And I can tell she’s still sore from me turning her down the night before. Even if the whole thing with Ana wasn’t there, I still would have zero interest in Kelly.
“Well, she seemed happy.”
I smile thinly. “She’s a good student. She just needs some… direction sometimes.”