“You want those strangers to know I can’t spend an evening with them because I love fucking my student too damned much?”
That shouldn’t be hot, but it is. Beyond hot. I’m on fire.
I slide my mouth over him and slide my hand around his shaft.
“Admit that you came here for me,” he rasps. “And I’ll make this fast.”
I pump faster and lick and suck harder.
He fists a hand in my hair, slowing me by force. Every stroke lets him go deeper, and he almost pulls out each time, as if giving me a chance to speak.
His groans are unbearably sexy. “Fuck, I love that mouth wrapped around me. The way you look sucking me off.”
When he pushes my head down, holding me by my hair, I feel imminent triumph.
He’s breathing so hard I know he’s close.
“Coming,” he warns. “Don’t move.”
His whole body goes tight, from his grip on my hair to his abs to his thighs.
When he finishes in my mouth, I swallow every drop.
Eyeliner comes off on my fingers as I swipe at my eyes and rock back on my heels to look at him.
Sawyer’s face is cast in shadows, but he’s undone. Not his clothes, but him.
He sinks to his knees, his face only a few inches away. Our breath mingles, rapid and shallow, as he strokes a thumb across my cheek with surprising gentleness.
“You’re unbelievable,” he murmurs. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
My chest expands until I can’t breathe.
“I was going to grab something from the shed, but I looked in the window and there you were and…I couldn’t leave without seeing you.”
The confession spills out before I can take it back.
His lips ghost over mine, warm and welcoming. As if my words were everything he wanted and more.
I lean in, kissing him back. I’m dizzy and giddy.
On the surface, what just went down was pure wicked sex.
But more than his arousal, I taste his affection.
More than his satisfaction, I feel his commitment.
Every inch of my body is alive with needing to be a part of this man.
What the hell is happening?
My phone buzzes with a text.
Adam: Did you find it?
Liv: Yeah, I’ll be right there.
Sawyer’s hands skim down my back and cup my ass. “Turn around.”
I blink up at him, breathless. “I paid your price.”
“That was the price. This is the reward.”
My jaw drops. “For what?”
“Admitting you couldn’t stay away.”
Before I can argue, he spins me around and gives my ass a teasing slap that echoes in the room.
Sawyer lowers the top half of my body to the ground. Then he’s dragging my leggings and thong down, leaving them above my knees. The waistband keeps my thighs pressed tight together. Heat floods me, coupled with a sweet ache. I thought we were done, but evidently my dirty professor has another plan.
“You make me crazy. Teasing me with this ass, this pussy.”
Is that what he’s going to do? Spank me here, so I feel him all night?
Before I can ask, he leans down and kisses the small of my back. He trails his tongue down my crack and I gasp.
“You like how it feels to know that while they’re downstairs talking interest rates and estate taxes, I’m taking you an inch at a time?”
Wicked anticipation surges through me, blending with arousal in an intoxicating cocktail. It’s filthy and wrong and so hot I might combust.
“You don’t want them to hear us, you had better be quiet. If you’re too loud I’m going to have to stop. Send you back out there wet and aching.”
I nod tightly. There are a lot of ways this could end badly, but that feels like the worst.
“Don’t move.”
He’s gone a moment, then returns. I can’t see what he’s brought with him, and when he reaches between my legs to stroke my clit, I officially don’t care.
It’s so good.
I’m rolling my hips, rubbing on his hand.
Sawyer curses as if my reaction is his undoing.
His fingers slip back to my slit. “Take a breath, Cherry.”
He presses inside, the thickness of two fingers making me gasp.
Just as my lungs fill with oxygen, I feel it.
There’s a buzzing sensation on my clit.
Pleasure rolls over me, one wave spilling into the next. My muscles tighten.
My mouth parts, a silent moan on my lips.
I’ve definitely never done this, but he makes me bold and brave. I’m longing for something I don’t understand, and only Sawyer seems to know how to satisfy the craving.
“So fucking wet for me.”
His touch and his words make me arch my back.
He goes deeper, the thrusting of his fingers firm and thick so at odds with the humming.
“Oh my God.”
It’s illicit tingling that’s all the more thrilling because Sawyer knows exactly what he’s doing to me.
I already ache for him.
Every jolt of sensation makes my body shake and shiver.
When he withdraws his fingers to slap my ass, I rock into his hand, desperate.
“I think you’re ready for more.”
More?
His touch withdraws, and I hear the rustle of a packet as he opens a condom and rolls it on.
He leans over and whispers in my ear. “You’re unreal like this. On your knees, wet and ready, grinding against my hand even as you arch back, searching for my cock. Do you know which part I like best?”
“No,” I manage.
“Me either.”
I know how big he feels in my pussy, and the thought of him there with the stimulation on my clit nearly breaks me.
His fingers keep up their torment and his cock bumps against my soaking slit.
The heat of it consumes me. I’m throbbing, my body shaking with anticipation.
“Get ready, sweetheart.”
The tip of his cock slides into my opening. I moan.
Loud.
He reaches for the apple on the bed, reaching to hold it in front of my lips.
“Do you trust me?”
Do I?
“Yes.”
“Open and bite into this. Wider.”
I do as he says and my teeth sink into the apple, my lips pressed against its flesh.
Saliva floods my mouth at the intrusion. But when I try to make a noise, it’s muffled against the gag.
Sawyer grips my shoulder, pulling me down on his cock until every inch of him fills me.
I scream but nothing comes out.
“Fuck.” His voice drips with pleasure and need.
I twist my face and catch sight of us in the floor length mirror in the corner. He’s too hot. We’re too hot. I’m an inferno, melting down from the inside out.
Our gazes connect, his mouth parted, eyes hooded.
But the second I swear I can’t handle it, he reassures me with his eyes and hands and body.
We’re riding this edge together.
He starts off slow, but it doesn’t last. The moment I start to relax he knows. He fucks me with deep, sure thrusts.
I fight the pressure against my clit as every nerve inside me is on fire.
He bites my neck and my body goes rigid, my orgasm exploding.
He rides me through my release, grinding in and out of me, and then when I feel him coming, his cock jerks.