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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I want to consume her.

“Good girl,” I praise. “Now get up here. I need your sexy mouth.”

She allows me to pull her up to her feet, my grip still tight on her hair. Once she’s standing, I dip my mouth to hers, kissing her slick lips. I slide my palms down to her ass and squeeze. Since she’s so small, I easily lift her and guide her to my dick.

“Ease me in, sweetheart.”

She fumbles for my cock and then positions the head at her wet pussy. As soon as I’m angled the right way, I push down on her hips while thrusting my hips up. I bury myself to the hilt in one hard buck of my hips.

“Ahh!” she cries out, fingernails digging into the backs of my shoulders. “Oh God!”

“Mine,” I growl. “You’re fucking mine.”

She nods and then her head falls back against the wall as she loses herself to ecstasy. I drive into her hard, not able to take her softly or sweetly. This is a proclamation. Feral and filled with animalistic need.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

My fingers dig into her flesh as I use her small body to fuck my starved cock. So easily I pull her up and down over my shaft, drawing out unimaginable pleasure as her tight body grips mine. Her perky tits bounce and jiggle with each crazed movement. I angle her back some so I can make sure to hit her G-spot with each well-timed thrust. I know I’ve hit my mark when her back arches and her face tilts toward the ceiling. A howl of need pierces the air. I’m not sure if it’s hers or mine or the combined sound of this furious lovemaking. All I know is her body is shuddering like she’s possessed and her pussy squirts the hottest, sexiest juices all over my throbbing dick.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck,” I chant before burning my face into her neck. “Fuck, you’re mine.”

I bite her neck, desperate to chase that statement with something permanent. Something I can see long after this moment is gone. My teeth bruise her flesh and when I taste the tang of blood, I fear I’ve gone too far.

But then she’s coming again, sobbing and clawing at me, coming so hard I nearly drop her.

This girl is my world.

My air and purpose and sustenance.

My everything.

A flash of white-hot pleasure seizes me. My balls tighten and then I’m unloading into her still seizing body. I continue to fuck her like I’m a goddamn feral animal, eager to fill her up with every goddamn drop.

I want her permanently mine.

Pregnant with my children. One after the other.

If I could, I’d stay buried in her forever.

She goes limp in my arms, exhausted from our bodies reuniting in such a desperate way. I hold her close to me, careful not to dislodge my cock from inside her, and carry her over to the sofa. Keeping her tight against me, I sit down and arrange her legs so she’s straddling me. My dick might be half hard and spent, but it still fits nicely inside her, plugging my seed inside her.

“My sweet, perfect girl,” I croon, stroking my fingers down her back and then back up again. “How are you so goddamn perfect?”

She snuggles against me and I can feel her smile against my skin. “You make me happy, Callum.”

I curl my palms around the cleft of her ass and let my fingers tease at the way her pussy lips stretch to accommodate my fat dick. Cum and her own arousal are leaking out wherever it can escape. We’re so fucking messy and I love it.

Her soft, rhythmic breathing lulls me to sleep where I dream of many lifetimes of us locked together just like this.

Banging on the door jars me awake. Willa jolts upright, revealing to me the damage from my teeth. Her neck is bruised, purple and blue, and the skin is scabbed over in some areas. Fuck. I tore at her neck like I was a goddamn vampire. My dick swells, still deep inside her, and her tight body resists. I’m not sure how long we slept, but it was long enough for the cum to dry into something sticky.

Knock-knock-knock-knock.

The door.

That’s what I’d heard. Someone is here. Reluctantly, I gently pull Willa off my dick and set her on the couch beside me. I yank a blanket down and cover her up.

“Who is it?” she rasps, concern making her brows pinch.

“Whoever it is, I’ll get rid of them.” I storm over to my pants and yank them on, not bothering with a shirt. Once I’m decent, I make my way to the door.

For fuck’s sake.

“We just want to ask you some questions,” the man on the other side of the door barks out upon seeing my face in the window. He holds up a badge. “Won’t take but a few minutes.”


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