part 4
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An electrifying bolt of pleasure runs down my spine as soon as his lips meet with my right n****e. I can't help but throw my head back, my fingers digging into the desk that I am sitting on.
My legs are crossed on top of each other as I savor the feeling of his wet tongue and cold lips on my breast. His tongue slowly flicks my n****e, teasing lightly, and making me more expectant. He withdraws his tongue and holds my crazily erect n****e between his teeth, biting and gently grazing it, leaving me with a dipping heartbeat.
I can't help but shut my eyes in pleasure, my fingers still clinging to the desk. I can feel my own wetness drenching my panties, and it is making me crave for him more than ever.
I cannot believe that this is actually happening after months of thinking about it and fantasizing about my professor. It feels like a dream, and even if it is, I never want to wake up from it.
One of his hands sneak around my waist, pulling me closer to himself as his buries his nose in my bossom, letting out silent groans as he feasts on me. His left hand finds its way to my other boob, clutching and squeezing hard like it is his possession...and I don't mind.
He takes his lips off my n****e for a second, and then makes eye contact with me. Something in his eyes scream danger, but my body wants nothing but to be swallowed by that danger, so I ignore it and push my boobs towards him, craving for the sensation of his tongue on them.
Instead of obliging, he takes both breasts in his hands and squeezes them against each other, kneading them harshly until I can feel the slight sting of my breast tissues being tortured.
"This is what you wanted right?" He asks and I nod slowly, taking in my lower lip.
He smirks. "Are you enjoying it? Do you want more?" He asks again and I shamelessly nod my head.
"Use your words, princess." He growls and I swallow.
"Yes, I.. I'm enjoying it. Please don't stop." I respond, watching him through the top of my eyes as my cheeks turn red.
"You don't want me to stop?" He corks his head to the side, giving my boobs another hard squeeze, one that made me wince and made my knees buckle in want.
"Yes, please don't stop daddy." I answer, my voice barely above a whisper, and I see his jaw clench.
"If you say that again, I might never let go of you, princess." He says it like he's trying his best to hold back, and it leaves me shaking from pleasure, already close to an orgasm because of how seductive his voice is.
"I don't want you to ever let go. Make me yours forever." I confess, pushing my body forward as he continues to knead my boobs. He lets out a silent wince.
"Be careful what you wish for." He says before latching onto my left n****e like a hungry child.
This time around, he sucks my n****e with a brutality that forces screams out of my mouth.
"Professor.." I moan, but he pulls away and slowly shakes his head.
"No, not professor."
"Daddy." I bite my lip and a smirk plays across his lips before he claims my left n****e, groaning softly as the slurpy, wet sounds fill the air.
"Good girl." He moans, giving me a gentle bite that causes me to arch my back. My p***y is already pleading, begging for his attention, but when his phone suddenly starts to ring, my face falls in disappointment.
He walks over to the phone, picking it up and placing it firmly on his ear, one hand resting on his waist as his erect c**k pokes out through his pants.
"Hello?"
"What?"
He pauses for a while, listening to whatever the person on the other side is saying to him, but his changed countenance proves that something is wrong.
I stare at him, not having a care in the world and only fantasizing about having his c**k inside me. That's all I want, and I'm going to do everything possible to get it.
He drops the phone after two minutes and then searches his desk for something. My needy body archs, waiting for his attention, but he doesn't spare me another glance.
"Should I read the next one?" I ask, trying to get his attention, but he still doesn't look up and continues to dig through his pile of documents.
"Miss Smith, I will see you later." He simply says and my heart drops. Is he really asking me to leave?
"But.."
"Now." He cuts me off, his voice firm and chilling. I did not argue, I simply jump down from the table, put my clothes in order and walk out of the office with my bag.
I can't help but wonder what the phone call is about and why it changed his mood so drastically.
His secretary glares at me as I make my way out, but I only flash her a knowing grin before swaying my hips out of the office.
I know she's jealous, jealous that she is not the one who owns the professor's d**k. Well, my mission is to take him away from any other girl who has his attention.
I make my way to my dorm, and thankfully, my roommates are not in yet. I have no idea where Teddy is but I don't bother to call her because I need the silence.
I still can't believe that pofessor Ivan touched me. He f*****g touched me and sucked my n*****s. His c**k was in my mouth and I made him c*m!
The more I think about it, the hotter I become, and the dirty thoughts of all I want him to do to me fills my head. I pick up my diary, opening the pages and staring at the next thing on my list.
"I wonder what it would feel like to have his tongue on my clit, while his fingers f**k me mercilessly. His long, strong fingers." I read out and my cheeks heat up.
Fuck!
I want him so bad! I don't care what happened today, I'm going to pay him a visit in his office after class tomorrow and make him do all that to me.
I sigh as my hand slides down my stomach, getting under my panties and making contact with my clit. I shut my eyes as I start to stroke myself slowly, my body gliding across the silky sheets.
"Professor..." I moan. "I can't wait for you to touch me like this." I breathe out in pleasure.
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