Forbidden Cravings [Filthy Erotica Collections]

Professor Shawn (4)

ABBY

I opened my mouth to cry out… his name, a curse, anything… but nothing came. He didn’t give me the chance.

He started f*****g me. Hard, fast and merciless.

Each stroke punched deep, hips snapping against my ass with wet, filthy slaps. My whole body jolted forward with every thrust. My t**s bounced painfully against my shirt. My nails scratched uselessly at the wall.

People might hear…

“Shaw…” I tried.

He f****d me harder and deeper, cutting off my words.

My p***y clenched around him, trying to hold on, but he was too rough, too fast. Every slam hit that spot inside that made my legs shake. Heat coiled tight in my belly, building too quickly.

I tried to speak again. “Please… oh God…”

His hand flew up. Not hard. Just a sharp, quick slap across my cheek.

My eyes widened. The sting bloomed hot on my skin. My mouth dropped open in shock.

“Open,” he growled low in my ear, voice dark, almost dangerous.

Is this really Shawn? Or have I unlocked a beast? Either way, I wasn't complaining.

I obeyed instantly.

He leaned over me, gathered spit in his mouth, then let it drip slowly and thickly right onto my tongue.

I tasted him… salty and warm. My whole body shivered.

Before I could swallow, his mouth crashed down on mine again. He kissed me, filthy… tongue pushing his spit deeper, mixing with mine, claiming me completely. I moaned into it, loud and desperate, swallowing everything he gave.

He broke the kiss just to bite my earlobe. “This is what you want, isn't it?” He purred.

I nodded eagerly, “Yes!”

“Good girl. Now you take what I give you,” He rasped. “Every f*****g drop.”

Then he went back to destroying me.

His thrusts turned savage. Faster. Harder. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the dark room. My slick ran down my thighs. My knees buckled, but he held me up… one arm locked around my waist, the other hand fisted in my hair, pulling my head back so my throat was exposed.

He licked a long stripe up my neck, then bit down. Not gentle. Hard enough to mark.

I tried to scream… in half pain and half pleasure, but he covered my mouth just in time, blocking it out. My p***y fluttered wildly around his c**k.

“You’re so f*****g tight,” He grunted. “Squeezing me like you never want me to stop.”

I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t think. I just felt him.

He pounded into me relentlessly. My c**t throbbed with every brutal thrust. The pressure built and built until it snapped.

I came hard and violently. My whole body locked up. My p***y clamped down on him like a fist, pulsing, milking. I screamed his name this time, raw and broken, not caring if anyone heard.

He didn’t slow. Didn’t stop. Just f****d me through it. Harder.

“f**k… yes… take it... take it...” He snarled.

My orgasm kept rolling, aftershocks making me shake. Tears leaked from my eyes. Not from pain. From how good it felt. How full. How owned.

His rhythm finally stuttered. His grip started to bruise.

“Gonna come,” He warned through gritted teeth. “Gonna fill this tight little pussy.”

“Yes… please… inside…”

He slammed in one last time… deep… brutal… and then exploded.

I felt every thick pulse. Hot spurts flooded me, so much that it leaked out around his c**k, dripping down my legs. He groaned long and low, hips jerking with each wave.

We stayed locked like that. Him buried to the hilt. Me trembling against the wall. Both of us panted like we’d run miles.

Slowly, he pulled out. I whimpered at the loss. Felt his c*m start to drip from me.

He turned me around gently this time, cupped my face and brushed his thumb softly against the red mark on my cheek where he’d slapped me.

His eyes softened.

“You okay?” He whispered.

I nodded, smiling shakily. “More than okay.”

“I've wanted to do this since the first time I saw you, Abby.” He whispered.

Then he kissed me.

The kiss was slow, deep and tender.

Nothing like before!

I felt more alive than ever! I thought yesterday was the happiest day of my life, but I was wrong. So wrong!

Happier days are ahead!

Shawn's mine now.

Mine!

All mine!

“What if people heard?” I asked, now worried.

We made a lot of s*x sounds, from the thrusting, slapping and moaning.

“Don't worry.” He smiled down at me, thumb gently caressing my lips. “I made sure they wouldn't. Why do you think the hallway was empty? Now kiss me.”

Grinning from ear to ear, feeling on top of the world, I stood on my toes and gave him a deep kiss.