Forbidden Cravings (A Steamy Passionate Collection)

005 Dripping For Professor Nathan 5

~NATHAN~

My lips curled in a smug smile at the curse that tumbled out her lips and the way those jade blue eyes stared at me, filled with shock, and a hint of lust as she trailed her gaze up and down my tall, broad frame.

"Are you real? Or is my imagination playing tricks on me?"

Clad in black dress pants and dress shirts, I looked ready to begin the day's lecture. Only I wasn't so ready. I had come hard in my shower last night, stroking my c**k so fast, wild and reckless at the thought of her creamy p***y milking my c**k.

It was a wonder how I slept, but I woke up with a f*****g hard-on, and I knew right then that I needed to see her.

Her dorm house was off-limits to boys, but that didn't mean rules weren't meant to be broken. Plus, I wasn't just a boy, I was a professor. That was my advantage.

I chuckled at her question, nodding firmly. "I am real, Baby." Then I sauntered in before the girls who had begun filing through the hallway on their way to their different lecture halls would catch on to what was about to happen.

She immediately stepped aside for me. But her lips still parted in shock.

I bit my lips at the luscious redness of it, imagining it wrapped around my thick, c**k. The bulge of my hard-on strained my thong. f**k, I wanted her. Now that I'd had a taste, my body couldn't stop craving her, her juices, and those round tiny n*****s that drove pleasurable sensations through my c**k.

My gaze teasingly raked over her, noting the hitching of her breasts and the hardened n****e that pushed against her tank top.

"Off." I gestured at the tank top and she obeyed without hesitation, yanking off the top in one swift motion.

Her breasts stood, hard, luscious, and begging for my touch and lips. The thickness of it was messing with my senses. Just as the flawless pathway to her flat stomach was driving me crazy.

In her nightwear, she looked innocent. Nothing like that feisty lady who had the c***s of all the men at the frat party twitching at the obscenely short dress she wore.

Right now, she looked innocent, undone, begging for my ruin.

"The shorts." I gestured at the only piece of clothing on her. "And panties too," I added after she slid out of her shorts.

She obeyed like the slut she was. And soon she was standing in nothing. Just flawless flesh begging for my destruction.

"Um...my friend would be here any minute." She muttered, swallowing.

The tension swirling around us was thick and palpable. Gaze raking each other's bodies with obvious hunger.

"Well, she's not going to come in, till I'm done with you. Got it?" I growled, voice low and lethal.

She nodded frantically, gulping as her gaze skidded over me. "I want you off too."

My lips curled in another smile. "You don't have to ask, baby." In one swift motion, I tore my clothes off, buttons flying as the shirt fell, followed by my pants and thongs.

Then I closed the distance between us in a powerful stride, sweeping to the ground like she weighed nothing. Then I directed us to the bed, desperate to feel that hot, wet slippery p***y against my already throbbing c**k again.

Sitting on her bed, I made her straddle me, while I slid my c**k into her swiftly. The slick sound and the warmth that coated my c**k made me groan in satisfaction.

Fuck, I was getting addicted.

"Yeah, Nate!!" She arched her back and cried out, her fingers raking my back.

"Ride me, slut." I growled, my hands digging into her waist as I pulled her down my c**k till my balls were slapping her c**t.

"f**k, yes!" She braced her knees on the bed and started pumping down my c**k with the speed that made my eyes roll backward, raw, primal pleasure hitting from inside and out.

"f**k yeah!!!" I groaned, my lips finding one of her n*****s, needing desperately to feel that pinky flesh on my tongue.

"f**k, you feel good!!" She was a screaming mess, biting down on my shoulders to muffle her moans. But I couldn't have that.

I arched my hips, pounding into her furiously and mercilessly.

"Fuuuucck...yeah!!!!" Her screams increased, echoing through the room, alongside.

I moved faster, pumping deeper while I suckled on her n*****s like an infant desperate for milk. I felt her clench around me, gripping my p***y tightly.

"f**k, you're so tight, baby!!" Her needy whimpers filled my ears driving me closer to the brink of combustion.

She chased every thrust with harder pumping, grinding me like a bad girl she was.

"God, f**k!!!" Her body shook violently against me. She was losing strength. But instead of slowing down my thrust, I pumped deeper and faster, causing her mouth to part, her body bucking unendingly.

Then I flicked her on the bed like a b***h, pushing her up in a kneeling position then I thrusted in again, my balls slapping frantically against her p***y as I increased my pace.

She was on the verge, I could feel it with the way her p***y kept clenching and unclenching. I was also on the brink, I just needed a few powerful thrusts—

"f**k, I'm going to come!!" She moaned, chasing my d**k desperately with her ass. The sheet was already drenched with her juices that couldn't stop dripping.

My hand found her n*****s, squeezing and flicking brutal circles while I pumped deeper, feeling her body shaking against my thrusts.

"f**k! Nate! Harder! I'm coming!!!" The unabashed scream tore through her as she clenched the sheet tightly. More juices soaked my balls, tethering the remaining defenses left within.

I came, hard, throbbing against her body with a tight squeeze of my eyes at the pleasure that pushed through me like waves.

"Nate!!!!" She screamed into her throw pillows, her body shaking violently as her p***y clamped down on my c**k, milking it in unabashed spasms that lasted for a full minute before she fell against the sheet, breathing hard.

I pushed my hand down her c**t, circling it sensuously, feeling her flooded, wet p***y clench at my strokes.

"You still want more, don't you?"

She didn't respond, instead, she pushed forward, my d**k sliding forward before she threw me on the bed, eyes flashing with thick lust.

"I want to taste you." Then she straddled me, stroking my c**k sensuously. I arched my hips in a tight groan.

"f**k!"

"Will you let me?"

I gaze down at her, watching as she lowers her lips closer and closer to my rock-hard d**k.

"Only if you promise not to let another guy touch you." And by guy, I meant her boyfriend. Of course, she knew that. "You're mine."

She shook her head vigorously. "f**k, I'm yours."

Her gaze was back on my c**k which she didn't stop stroking, causing balls of pleasure to surge through me.

I arched my hips higher to meet her lips and once her hot, wet tongue flicked around the tip, a loud groan tore through me.

"f**k, yeah!!!”