Forbidden Journey: In the Dark Lab

Chapter 3

His fingertips quickly found my sensitive spot amidst the dampness, rubbing and pressing with a gentle but unyielding dominance.

I trembled all over, stunned by his sudden shift. The heat flared up to my ears. Instinctively, I squeezed my legs together and arched forward, biting my lip as heavy whimpers escaped through my nose.

My mind screamed refusal, but my body craved his touch far more than I'd ever imagined.

This was the first time I had ever felt such intense pleasure.

Eric was always about getting it over with as quickly as possible.

A seed of desire sprouted deep inside me.

'As long as we don't go all the way, it's not really betraying Eric, right?'

The man's fingers caressed me below while his wet, warm tongue licked across my chest.

As I felt his slick, lubricated fingers trying to slide inside, my heart hammered wildly. I squeezed my thighs tighter, resisting with all my might.

"Relax, baby. I'll make you feel good."

Mr. Davis's low, deep voice was quiet, but it brushed against my ear like a feather, sending an itch straight to my core.

He took my breast into his mouth again, his skilled mouth quickly driving me wild once more.

The scholarly professor's hands-on experience in bed was far beyond my expectations.

I felt as if hundreds of ants were crawling over me, making my body squirm restlessly.

I couldn't go that far with Mr. Davis.

If he found out I wasn't Tina, I couldn't bear to think about whether I'd face academic consequences or deliberate retaliation.

I tried to push him away, wanting to escape the overwhelming, uncontrollable sensations.

Suddenly, his restless finger slipped inside me. I gasped, my body going soft as I slumped against him.

The hands that had been pushing him away now draped limply over his shoulders.

Realizing what I was doing, I bit my lip hard, my cheeks burning as my heart thudded so violently it felt like it would burst from my chest.

He didn't recognize my voice, did he?

Mr. Davis chuckled softly. Pressed tight against his chest, I could clearly feel the vibration of his laugh and the steady, quickening beat of his heart.

"Finally making noise? Keep it down, unless you want someone to hear us."

He warned me in a low voice, yet his fingers deliberately swirled over my sensitive spot. His triumphant chuckle echoed in my ear.

Tortured by the maddening pleasure, I didn't dare unclench my teeth for fear of crying out again. I could only scratch at his back through his clothes, desperate to ease the overwhelming sensation.

At the same time, I couldn't help but lift my hips and squirm, trying to push his finger out.

But my resistance only looked like insatiable desire to Mr. Davis.

"Want it already? Just a few touches and you're soaking wet."

He slipped a second finger inside me, moving both of them faster as he pushed deeper.

I shivered violently, my legs shaking uncontrollably until the desire erupted. A warm gush poured out from inside.

My mind went entirely blank as all strength drained from my body.

He withdrew his fingers. I leaned against the door for support, gasping silently like a fish out of water.

The clink of a metal buckle echoed sharply in the silent darkness. Mr. Davis was undoing his belt.

A jolt of reality hit me. I reached out toward the doorknob, turning it slowly to avoid making a sound.

But the handle wouldn't budge.

When had the door been locked?

The faint click caught Mr. Davis's attention.

Stripping off his clothes, he pulled me into his arms and pressed a kiss to my lips.

"Why so shy today, baby? You're doing so well, but I'd love it if you were as horny as before."

Mr. Davis's voice sounded like a devil's whisper.

I panicked and tried to push him away, but he forced my legs apart.

Scooping up my hips, he wrapped my legs around his waist and carried me deeper into the lab.

I stiffly clung to Mr. Davis's neck, squeezing my legs tighter around his waist.

My c**t felt as if it were melting under the intense heat, dripping with slick moisture.

The sheer pleasure of his thick girth rubbing against my c**t made me contract instinctively, completely mesmerized.

It possessed an irresistible magic, tempting me to just slide down onto it.

But I knew I couldn't.

Despite my internal resistance, I bit my lip to keep from making a sound, even as a secret desire bloomed within me.

Something this massive would completely fill me if he slid all the way in.

Never before had I craved satisfaction so desperately.

Mr. Davis knew the lab's layout like the back of his hand. Even in the dark, he easily found a lab table and sat me down on it.

The cold surface jolted me back to my senses. Propping myself up on the Lab Table, I tried to scoot away from Mr. Davis to find an escape.

But I was completely drained. Mr. Davis's hands gently cupped my hips and, with an effortless tug, pulled me back toward him like a ragdoll.

He pushed my skirt up, and in the next second, that hard, scorching length pressed against my inner thigh.