The Teacher of Nothing Read Online K. Webster

Categories Genre: Forbidden, Insta-Love, Romance, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 83221 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
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Willa drops her bag and flies into my arms, knocking me against the back of my car. I squeeze her to me, afraid that if I let her go, even just the tiniest bit, she’ll disappear forever. She smells sweet like honey-scented shampoo. I inhale her, hoping to keep her essence trapped in my lungs until the end of time.

Pulling back, I grip her soft jaw in my massive hand and then crash my lips to hers. She tastes sweet like vanilla and Coke. I devour her mouth, needing to lick every part of her, claiming her as mine. Her moan is soft and breathy, speaking straight to my cock. It hardens between us, and I have the sense to feel ashamed at getting an erection in front of my sister and nephew.

Not the place.

Not the time.

“Fuck,” I rumble against Willa’s perfect pouty lips. “I missed you so fucking much.”

“You literally saw her a few hours ago,” Spencer says in an unhelpful voice. “Just pointing out the obvious.”

“Shut up,” Gemma sasses. “They’re stupidly in love. Leave them alone.”

It’s humiliating to be seen like this in front of my family, but I can’t find the sense to reel it back in. All I want to do is kiss and hug her. Keep her locked in my arms where I know she’s safe.

“Go home,” I growl, unable to keep from nipping Willa’s bottom lip. “We’ll talk about this later.”

I don’t wait for them to answer. It takes everything in me to pull away from Willa to retrieve her bags. I toss them into the house and take her hand, tugging her along after me.

“Wait,” Willa says, breathless. “What about Dempsey?”

“Hugo is dealing with it,” Gemma assures her. “Don’t worry.”

If I know anything, it’s that my brother will get Dempsey out of jail before his ass even warms the bench. The main concern today was Willa and now she’s here with me. Everything is going to be okay.

“Bye, children,” I grunt out, smacking the button to close the overhead door. “Don’t just walk in unless you want to see something you can’t unsee.”

“Eww,” Gemma complains over the sound of the door closing.

As soon as they’re gone, I close the garage door to the house and then press Willa against the wall, locking her in with my hips.

“Are you okay?” I murmur, studying her tearstained, puffy face.

Her smile is breathtaking. “I am now.”

“You brought bags with you.”

Pink darkens her cheeks and she chews on her bottom lip. “It was probably presumptuous—”

“You’re moving in with me.” I press my forehead to hers. “No question about it.”

She nods and closes her eyes before a sigh of relief escapes her. “Thank you.”

“I want you here,” I murmur, my hands sliding down her front to the button of her jeans. “I need you here. I don’t think you understand how much you’ve gotten inside me, sweetheart.”

A tremble ripples through her. “He touched me… I want it gone. I want you. Everywhere.”

The feral desire to claim her, marking her all over with my scent and seed is overwhelming. I’m not gentle or careful as I strip her clothes from her body. The tear of my own shirt isn’t enough to jar me as I yank it away with haste and eagerness. With one, two, three beats of my heart, she’s naked. I’m naked. We’re finally together.

“Get it wet,” I command, my voice husky. “This will be quick.”

Her nails rake down my naked chest as she kneels. A hiss rushes past my lips when her breath tickles my shaft. My dick jumps in anticipation. She curls her small hand around my massive cock and sets to licking the damn thing like it’s a sweet treat.

“Such a fucking tease,” I growl. “You’re killing me.”

Her eyes dart up to meet mine and they flash with pleasure. So goddamn gorgeous. And mine. I’ve claimed her and I’m not letting her go. She purses her puffy pink lips and then parts them to kiss the leaking tip of my cock. A sound of pleasure purrs from her as her tongue laps at my pre-cum.

“I like how you taste,” she says, hot breath fanning over my sensitive flesh. “So good.”

She takes me deep into her mouth. My eyes roll back in sheer bliss. Her mouth is hot and slick. It takes restraint for me not to buck my hips and fuck her tight little throat. I fist my hands in her hair to keep control of the situation. She sinks deeper and her throat constricts with a gag that has her slobber running down the underside of my dick.

I’m too damn big to fuck her throat. Hell, her teeth are dangerously scraping the skin around my cock as it is, but it doesn’t stop me from imagining what it’d feel like.

She pulls back, sucks in a breath, and then goes back to pleasuring me with her perfect mouth. I could spend hours just like this, but I want more. I want my dick buried inside her and my tongue owning hers.


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