Forbidden Cravings (A Steamy Passionate Collection)

002 Dripping For Professor Nathan 2

~NATHAN~

I accepted chaperoning this party with only one thing in mind— or rather, one person in my mind. Nora. From the moment I walked into the journalism lecture hall and my eyes landed on her ass. It was all I could think about. Paired with those hella thick t**s of hers that bounced whenever she walked.

I could no longer count how many nights I have ejaculated hard under the shower spray with her image in my head, and her name on my lips.

I especially enjoyed the fact that she couldn't stop answering any of my questions, causing that soft-cherried voice of hers to remain etched in my subconscious. That way, it wasn't hard to imagine her screaming my name when I slam deeper into her cunt and shattering every defense ever known.

I knew she wanted me. I could see it in her eyes. Every lewd glance, the longing etched in those hazel irises. I knew them all. I was only biding my time, waiting for the right time to claim her.

And that time was now.

I didn't miss the way her ass bounced on me when I scooped her, straddling her against my lap. My d**k didn't miss it as well. It clenched with the need to fill her p***y with c*m. The p***y I was hella sure was dripping with my name on it.

Intelligent, thick, and not innocent in any way. That's how I like them, but I didn't envision seeing those qualities in my student.

Fuck, if I cared. Not when she was looking down at me like I was the center of her universe. I wanted to be.

"So, you thought to wear this to a party filled with boys, huh?" I asked again with a growling edge in my voice, spanking her fleshy ass cheeks so hard she literally jumped up with a squeal.

"Did I give you permission to?" I went on, hitting harder than the first. A yelp tore through her and her hold on my collar of my dress shirt tightened.

"I'm sorry," she whimpered. I could sense the excitement clear in her voice, and the anticipation glinting in her eyes.

"Tell me you want me." Hell, I knew she did. But I wanted to hear her say it.

"I want..." I spanked her hard again, enjoying the softness of her ass cheeks and the way they bounced in response to my spanks.

"Say it, Nora!" I barked.

"I want you, Nathan."

"Nathan, huh?" My eyes glittered with lust, d**k twitching at the way my name rolled off her lips.

She nodded, her breath coming out in pants as she ground softly against my thick bulge.

I gave her a dark smile. "You want me that bad, huh?"

She nodded again. "Yeah. I want you."

My d**k was already throbbing by the time I set her on the mahogany desk, flinging the books and knick-knacks on the table to the ground.

She lay bare against me, hazel eyes fluttered, legs wide inviting me in.

Pleasure pulled low in my stomach, charging all the way down to my c**k as I watched her soaked led lacy panties being brandished before me.

Without hesitation, my hand started travelling up her thighs, crawling slowly and torturously. With each movement, her breath hitched, legs shaking.

"Now, let's quench those cravings shall we?" I muttered in a lethally soft voice, rolling up the sleeves of my dress shirt to my elbow before my hand found her inner thighs, my fingers flicking over her c**t.

She shuddered. "Nathan..." arching up to take more. But I wasn't ready to dive in yet, till I made sure she was appropriately tortured.

"Now, baby, who owns your body?" I asked, running my fingers up and down her wet p***y, locating the c**t promptly.

She buckled when I started drawing circles around her midsized c**t, my d**k throbbing so hard I ached.

"It's you." She let out a breathy sound.

"Me?" I grunted. Damn, the need for her was mounting with each passing second. And I was this close to combusting.

"Then why did you let him kiss you, huh?" I slapped her p***y hard and she buckled against my hand.

"I'm sorry." Another whimper that drove me hazier with lust.

"No, you don't get to be sorry, baby." I finally parted her panties to the side, desperate to feel that hot, wet flesh.

As soon as my fingers came in contact with her c**t, we both groaned. Seeing her flushed and gazing up at me with her mouth slightly open, her body buckling at the circles my fingers were making snapped something within me.

Without hesitation, I leaned down and captured her lips in mine, relishing the softness of them, and the moan that filled my eyes.

I was kissing her senseless while flicking my fingers around her c**t. Gosh, it was so warm. I wanted more. So I made for it.

Without hesitation, I tore her panties from her waist, enjoying the ripping sound that filled the room. She groaned, that sound making straight for my c**k.

With my teeth biting furiously on my lower lip, I slid my long, manicured middle finger into her p***y. The hot and slippery pathway elicited a satisfactory groan from me.

Nora's body shook, sucking furiously on my tongue while moaning into my mouth as my fingers gained momentum.

"God, Nathan, yes!!!"

"Nah..." I muttered against her lips, increasing the pace of my fingers, not hesitating to slide in my forefinger. God, she was so wet, dripping and it was driving me crazy.

"God's not the one making you drip, is he?"

"Nooo!!! f**k!!" Her hands flared in desperate search for something to hold on to, but since there was nothing in sight, she settled for the sleeves of my shirt, holding it tighter as I slid in and out with the kind of speed that even shook the desk.

"Nathan, yes!!!" She held tighter, her body buckling as her eyes rolled backward. "God! I'm close!"

"That's where you're wrong, baby. You aren't coming." I halted the sensuous movement of my fingers to a dull stroke. The look of protest plastered on her face made me chuckle.

"What? You gave them a show of your thighs out there, now you want to come?"

Her eyes were already teary, cheeks red as she gazed at me, her next words the remaining resolve left— that's if there was any.

"Punish me with your c**k, then? I'm ready to take it.”