“Baby, I’m the best teacher.”
Her eyes dart up to mine while she shimmies out of her pants. When I stand and come nearer, her breathing picks up. My eyes travel the length of her. If I thought she was beautiful before, seeing her in nothing but a tiny G-string and see-through bra…
“You’re exquisite.”
“Thank you,” she whispers.
“Tell me, how many cocks have been inside that pussy?” I ask, watching the pulse in her neck race.
“A couple,” she breathes out.
She’s lying.
A liar… I like that. Taking her hand, I walk us back to the couch and sit again. She bites her lower lip.
“Take your bra off.” She lifts her chin and slowly unhooks it, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts are full, yet her nipples hold my attention—I want to suck and bite them. But I can play with them later. Right now, I want the truth. The pieces are falling into place.
She has, without a doubt, the tightest pussy.
I could barely get two fingers in her on my desk.
I reach for her hips to move her between my legs as adrenaline pumps through my blood. I lick her belly button feeling her slightly shake.
“You a virgin, Alexandrea?”
She takes a deep breath as I look up and watch my answer play across her face.
Despite that, she clears her throat. “No.”
“Hmm, you know what happens to bad girls who lie, right?” Ready to release my cock and shove it down her throat, I consider making her gag on it until she admits to what I already know.
I shouldn’t be getting off on this, but I am. The thought of being her first…yeah, I like that.
“I’m not lying,” she states, looking down at me.
“All right.” I pat my lap. “Sit.” Her eyes widen, and she lowers herself next to me.
“Here. Let me help instruct you.” I grab her wrist, pulling her down so she’s lying with her face in the couch and her ass across my lap.
“What the hell?” She wiggles when I spank her right cheek, the sting and heat on my hand making me grunt. Alex lets out a shriek as I swat her again on the other side.
“Just tell the truth.” Caressing her warm cheeks with my tingling hand, I wait for her answer.
“You can’t spank me.”
Ignoring her, I swat her again, then pull her thong to the side.
“Spread your legs,” I command.
Together, we groan.
“Look how wet you are. And so fucking tight,” I murmur, sliding my middle finger in and out of her.
“Oh God,” she whimpers as I remove my finger, dragging her slick wetness onto her rosette hole. Jesus Christ, I’m ready to blow my load just looking at it. I swing her legs to the floor and weave my hand in her hair till I’m jerking her head back. Our eyes lock, and everything else seems to cease as I peruse her face and increase my grip. She licks her lips, but if she’s unsure, it’s not in her eyes—they’re almost pleading.
“Last chance, Baby Girl. Anything you want to tell me?”
Her breath stutters as a moan escapes her puffy lips. “Fuck me, Dean Powers.”
ALEXANDREA
“Fuck me, Dean Powers.” My voice sounds breathy, his fist tightens in my hair as he makes me stand with him. I feel like I’m in a deliciously erotic dream, where I demand my hot professor take my virginity.
“Such a nasty girl. I hope you know what you’re demanding,” he growls inches from my mouth, his eyes sweeping my face, almost as if he wants to memorize every single thing on it.
“I know you’re lying, Alexandrea,” he whispers, his voice like velvet before his lips claim mine.
My nails dig into his shirt, and I hold on. God, my head is spinning. I’ll never be the same. Excitement flows up from my stomach, and my tongue twists with his. He tastes like sugar from the bourbon. As he jerks my head back to smile down at me, my scalp tingles.
“Wrap your legs around me.” He lifts me, and I do. At this point, I’d take cyanide if he wanted me to.
“Give me those lips.”
At the sound of his voice, goose bumps cover my arms and legs. I think I could come merely from hearing him speak—that’s how much his voice turns me on.
Lightly, he bites the fleshy bottom part of my lip and sucks on it. As we walk, my hands weave through his thick hair, and I close my eyes, allowing myself to just feel.
Because this is it. I know I should tell him I’m a virgin. And I know that everything about me being here is wrong.
But holy shit, my pussy throbs. It can’t be wrong if it feels this good, right? When he stops, I open my eyes and lock my gaze onto his. He smirks, and suddenly, I’m falling back into a fluffy comforter on the bed.
“Take your panties off,” he demands.
He pulls off his shirt and unzips his jeans. Arching up, I kick off my thong.
Breathe, Alex, you need to breathe. Otherwise, you’re going to… “Holy fuck, you’re huge.” And I want to die because I said that out loud.
“You need to tell me something?” He stands, looking down at me, naked. Jesus, he can’t be real. The moonlight kisses his eight-pack and that delicious V while his large hand strokes his giant…
“Oh my God,” I wheeze out. I should tell him because that can’t fit, ever. Instead, I watch his hand slide up and down on it, speechless.
“Scared?”
All I can do is stare at it. My lips suddenly go dry, and I run my tongue over them.
“Eyes. I want them on me.”
He grabs my ankles and slides me to the edge, and I gasp.
“You can scream,” he says. “No one can hear you.” And before I can even respond, he thrusts his massive cock inside me.
It’s fast, it’s hard, and I do scream because even with my head spinning, it feels like he ripped me in half.
“Jesus Christ,” he hisses, his arms holding the backs of my legs as my eyes stay on his.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby, you’re doing it. Look at your pussy taking my cock,” he grunts as he pulls out and slides in again, his hands digging into my hips as if he’s struggling to hold on.
“It stings,” I hiss.
“Breathe, Alex.”
I gasp for air, pain searing through me.
“Relax and wrap your legs around me. Let’s see if I can fit my entire cock into this virgin hole.” He pulls out, then thrusts in again. My hands grab the comforter.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” He hisses, “Goddamn, I’m gonna come,” and pulls out, jerking on his cock as his warm seed spurts over and over onto my breasts.
“Don’t move,” he demands, moving down between my legs. “Such a good girl taking all of my cock. I’m gonna reward you.” His mouth remains right at my sensitive core.
“Tell Dean Powers how you want to come.” He licks my swollen nub back and forth.
“Yes.” I moan, throwing my head back.
His mouth takes over, and all thoughts of any pain vanish. I’m floating, climbing while he sucks on my clit. I reach for his hair, arching tighter in his mouth.
“I’m going to…” I groan.
“That’s it, baby, you come in my mouth,” he growls, then sucks.