Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
My blood heats at the prospect of him fucking me with the door open. “You could get fired.”
He laughs. My evil, villainous man laughs. “I’ll tell Karen to get fucked if she tries to fire me. I’m the best damn Pre-Calculus teacher she’s ever had. So what if I want to fuck my favorite student? You’re her niece. She’ll get over it.”
“You might get fired because I’m her niece,” I taunt.
He smacks my ass. “Stop mouthing me, loser.”
Why does he have to be so hot when he gets mean?
“Grown-ass man fucking his teenage student? Who’s the real loser here?”
When he smacks me this time, it burns. “Keep talking, English.” He pats my thigh. “Step out of those shorts and spread your legs. I want to see just how wet your disobedience makes you.”
I kick the offending clothing away and spread my legs apart. His large hand slides down my ass crack, bypassing my hole, and then dips into my pussy.
“Soaked. I fucking knew it.”
I groan as he strokes me, pressing against my G-spot. In a short time, he’s learned exactly how to play my body in ways that drive me deliciously insane. He brings me right to the brink of ecstasy before he removes his finger.
“Asshole,” I grumble.
Smack!
“Are you going to fuck me or just tease me until the whole class witnesses you defiling me?”
I love poking this bear.
“Hush, Charlie girl. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to do all that fancy shit tonight at the game. Sorry about your career as a cheerleader. Your teacher’s big, pierced dick ruined you.”
He unfastens his pants and then the head of his cock slides against my slick opening. With no warning, he drives into me, stretching me to the max. I cry out, unable to hold in the sounds escaping me.
“Cal,” I moan. “Oh God.”
His hips thrust hard against me, hitting me so deep I think I’ll be bruised. “The devil’s taking you now, cheerleader. God’s on a smoke break.”
He reaches around my hip to pinch at my clit. I clench around him, shocked at the sudden pain mixed with pleasure. His fingers wrap around my ponytail and he pulls my head back, lifting me up to where my fingertips are barely holding on to the desk to steady me. He’s relentless as he fucks me. The ruthless pinching of my clit has me exploding with pleasure long before he does. A million stars glitter around me, dancing with the ragged sounds of pleasure rasping from me.
“As much as I’d love my cum to run down your thighs in class, I’m not sure I can handle it without sending those fuckers home so I can take you again. So be a good girl, cheerleader, and suck me off.”
He pulls out of me and then steps back. I shakily stand up. His expression is unreadable as he tracks me with his intense green eyes. I kneel on the floor, wincing at the soreness between my thighs, and grip his wet dick. With a smile, I admire his piercings that no other girl will ever see again. Playfully, I lick his crown, slightly turned on by the taste of myself on him. His dick is smeared with my arousal and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
“Keep staring at it and it’s going to get a complex,” he grumbles. “Put the big dick in your big mouth.”
I give him an exaggerated thumbs-up. Before he can get pissed, I slide my lips down along his length. My teeth clink against his piercings. Based on the guttural groan that rumbles from him, I’d say he likes that.
His hand grips onto my ponytail again as his hips start thrusting, urging me to take him deeper. Cal is a huge fan of blowjobs. Lucky for him, I love giving them to him. It’s empowering to see the hardass Hoodlum lose control.
A queen can rule her king from her knees.
This one certainly does.
“Fuck, Charlie girl, you’re gonna be the death of me.”
Salty cum bursts over my tongue, shooting toward the back of my throat. No warning. I love it. Hollowing my cheeks, I suck him like I need his release for nourishment. I swallow him down and then pop off his dick so I can flash him my signature cheerleader smile.
His gaze bores into me. I expect a smartass response or teasing. Instead, he caresses my cheek with surprising tenderness. “Get any more perfect and I’m going to have to work extra hard to ruin you.”
He steps away to stuff his wet dick back into his slacks. I stand up and shakily redress. His eyes remain fixed on my lips, so I lick them. He pounces, his hand around my throat in a possessive, gentle hold.
“Mine,” he growls before he kisses me like he wants my soul.