Her Dirty Professor Series (21+)

“Say yes,” he says. “No one has to know, and I promise you that I have even dirtier ways to wake you up in the morning.”

Oh god.

Could I do this? Could I really have a fling with Trevor? My entire body tingles at the thought of those desperate fantasies coming true. It’s only a couple weeks, and no one has to know. I feel myself get wet again as my mind fills in all the possibilities of having Trevor in my bed. He notices, taking the time to plunge his tongue inside my pussy again. “Fuck,” I say, and he laughs, the vibrations skimming across my skin.

“Just between us?” I ask, furious at how breathless I am.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Just between us,” he says.

I am not prepared. Just a few minutes ago I thought that he was relentless. I was wrong. Trevor’s mouth is everywhere, or at least that’s how it feels. His hands pin my hips to the bed while his mouth plunders my pussy. My hands are fisting in the sheets and I feel the orgasm building again as he dips his tongue down to my ass, circling and returning to my clit. I’m biting my lip to keep myself quiet, and I feel like I’m drowning in feeling as he keeps me on the edge. His tongue flickers back and forth across my clit, never slowing, never stopping, and suddenly I’m there, so close.

The orgasm shatters down my spine and I arch off the bed, pressing my pussy further into his mouth. He licks me through my orgasm, every stroke making it last longer until my body is shaking and I am limp and spent.

With a final flick of his tongue, he crawls up my body until he hovers over me. His kiss is every bit as possessive of my mouth as it was on my pussy, and I taste myself on his tongue. I let him raise my arms and toss away my camisole so that I’m naked underneath him. I watch his face as he takes in my body, and even though I just came all over his mouth, I blush. He reaches out, runs a finger from my neck down in between my breasts and circles my belly button. “You are beautiful,” he says, and I blush harder, the flush spreading across my chest and neck.

Sweatpants hang low on his hips, and they do nothing to disguise the fact that he’s hard and ready. He follows my gaze and a lazy smile follows. In a matter of seconds he’s naked, and I can see his cock in the light of day. It’s as perfect now as it was last night.

Trevor fishes in the pocket of the sweats and retrieves a condom. “I came prepared, just in case.”

“In case what?” It’s my turn to tease him, and I give him my best innocent smile.

He leans down close so his lips are brushing my ear, the movement pressing his cock between us. “In case I get to fulfill my fantasy of fucking you senseless,” he says softly. Just like that, I’m wet again, my pussy flooding at his words and the raw desire I can hear in his voice. I’m speechless, and the press of his lips just below my ear makes me shudder. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want you inside me,” I say.

“That’s all?” He begins trailing his lips down my neck and across my collarbone.

I realize that he wants me to say it. “I want you to fuck me.”

He raises himself up, knees straddling my hips, and hands me the condom. “Then you do the honors.”

Seeing him tower above me with his perfect body and his cock rigid and straining for attention is an image I’m going to remember after he’s gone. Often. Hopefully with fully charged batteries. I take the condom from him and open it. I can’t help myself: before I put it on him, I have to touch him. He hisses out a breath as I circle him with my hand, head falling forward to watch me. I love the feel of him under my fingers, and I trace the veins running along his length while watching the muscles in his stomach jump.

Trevor reaches down and circles my hand with his, and I get the image of him guiding my hand, making me get him off. I see the same thought in his eyes, and I know it’s something we’ll revisit later. Instead, he raises an eyebrow at me and pulls my hand away. I slip the condom onto him, rolling it carefully down until he’s covered.

He doesn’t waste any time, covering my mouth with his and pushing me back onto the bed again. The kiss lights me up again, and he knows it. He resumes his trail down my body, kissing and licking and leaving spots of fire behind. He licks across one nipple, and I groan, the sensation of his tongue dragging across it racing down to my clit. “Trevor,” I say, out of patience. “I told you what I want.”

“In that case.” He jerks my hips towards him, fitting himself against my entrance. Slowly, so slowly, he slides inside me, and it’s been so long since I’ve had real sex that I’ve forgotten what it feels like to be so filled up. I close my eyes, feeling him press in, and in, and in, until I’m so full of him I think I might burst. Until his slightest movement sets off tremors in my whole body. And still, I want him deeper. He slides out, and in again. Just a little faster, my body adjusting to the sheer size of him.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he says. I roll my hips against him and watch his eyes flutter closed, hear him groan. He slides in faster in response, and I wrap my legs around him. I pull him close and press him into me, his thrusts hitting that spot deep inside of me that makes me see stars. My hands on his ass, I speed him up. It’s not enough, not yet.

“I need more,” I say, and I hear him gasp. “I won’t break. Fuck me.”

I get my wish. His hands scoop underneath me, tilting my hips and holding me still as he pounds into me. I hold on to him, unable to do anything but feel as he fills me with his cock. He grinds against me with each stroke, and suddenly I’m on the edge. Everything is delicious friction and I’m caught between the pleasure in my clit and the pounding of his cock, and I can’t breathe. The pleasure in my body is overwhelming, and I’m sinking through layer after layer towards the brightness that’s at the end.

Trevor shifts my hips, and everything changes. What I thought was pleasure before was just the beginning. I go over the edge, moaning, trying to keep myself in check. My body shudders on his cock and my pussy spasms around him as he fucks, speeding up to his own climax. It’s only a moment before he’s swearing, his cock jerking inside me as I feel him come. But we can’t stop now, we’re still moving together, lost in this rhythm of movement as pleasure takes over our bodies.

I feel him slow, feel him breathing, but I can’t say anything yet, can’t open my eyes. He moves to the side, pulling me with him so that we’re lying together, still entwined, his cock still inside me.

“I never imagined it would be like that,” he says, breath still coming hard.

“Me either.”

A grin that reminds me just how young he is lights up his face. “You imagined me?”

I lean in and kiss him, slipping my tongue between his lips. I feel him stir inside me, hardening. Laughing, I say, “In many, many ways.”

“I look forward to hearing more about those ways. In graphic detail.”

I hear the shower running upstairs, and give him a look. “For now I’ll let you use your imagination.”

His eyes follow me as I untangle myself and get off the bed. “I plan to.”

“Put some clothes on,” I tell him. “I’m making pancakes.”