“You can’t?” I breathed. The sight of him thrilled me, especially with that intense look in his eyes. Like he’d finally come to a decision that had been tormenting him.
“I can’t,” he repeated. “I have to have you, Lila.”
18
Lila
We were full-blown making out as we stumbled into my house, slamming the door closed behind us with abang. We left a trail of clothes from the foyer to the bedroom, shirts and socks and underwear.
After thinking about Jace all week, it felt amazing to surrender to temptation. That was all I could think about: the way his lips felt against mine, and how his hands moved up and down my body, and the way my pussyachedfor him. It was ridiculous to think we could put things on pause until May.
Compared to this wonderful feeling, who cared about a stupid job?
“How’d you know where I live?” I asked between kisses.
“Does it matter?”
I pushed Jace onto the bed and straddled him while kissing him. His body was like a chiseled slab of marble underneath me, hard to the touch in all the right ways. I slid sideways off him and grabbed hold of his cock. I was desperate to please him, to feel him inside me, and I began stroking and licking his hard length like there was no tomorrow.
Jace moaned, a delicious sound that filled my ears and echoed off my bedroom walls. Then he grabbed my leg and pulled, spinning me around until I was sitting on his face. I cried out with pleasure as his tongue jammed up into my drenched lips. He buried it as deep as it would go before sliding it up and down, licking my inner walls with every inch of his tongue.
And unlike when he went down on me in my office, this time we didn’t need to stay quiet.
We lost ourselves in the mutual pleasure as we sixty-nined on the bed. Jace’s thighs were smooth and warm underneath my hands, and I ran my fingernails over his skin while sucking his cock. That caused him to moan up into my sex, a scintillating vibration that made my toes curl.
“I love how you taste,” he breathed into me, heightening everything his tongue was doing. “I want a better angle, though.”
Before I could ask, Jace grabbed my body in his firm fingers and rolled me over, but he wasn’t rolling meoffof him. He turned with me until we were sixty-nining on our sides, and then we kept rolling until I was flat on my back and he was on top of me. For a moment, Jace’s thick cock hung above me, and then he guided it down into my waiting lips. I moaned as he began thrusting into my mouth while burying his face in between my legs, eating me out with renewed gusto.
The view from here was beautiful: Jace’s chiseled thighs and ass contracted with every thrust as he fucked my mouth. I reached up and grabbed his ass with both hands, pulling him into me. I could feel the raw desire in him, built up by a week of playing by the rules on campus. The chemistry pinged between us, electrifying my skin everywhere he touched.
His tongue was doing wonderful things to my pussy, swirling and sucking and licking in all the right ways, just as he’d done inmy office last week. Between that and the sensation of his entire body smothering me like a blanket of muscle, pinning me down, soon I was quivering and clenching my eyes shut and coming underneath him.
Jace groaned along with me, the sound acting like a vibrator against my clit as I gasped with release.
He wasn’t far behind me. Jace moaned and sat up, straddling my face with his legs. “I’m going to come down your throat, and I want you to take every drop.”
I moaned loudly in agreement to let him know how much I wanted it, how wonderful it was to have him in control, even if it was only in this bed tonight.
Jace cradled my head in his hands while fucking my mouth, harder and harder, finally letting out a roar as his cock exploded between my lips. He pushed it as deep as I could handle without choking while gushing his come down my throat, the shaft of his cock pulsing around my lips while his shaved balls pressed against my face, smothering me in his manliness in a way that thrilled me more than the orgasm that had just destroyed me, and I kept my eyes as wide as they could go to savor in the pleasure that tightened on his face.
When he finally removed his cock from my mouth, I sat up, swallowed his load in one gulp, and then pressed my lips to his. I pushed him onto his back and straddled him, grinding my wet pussy up and down his spent shaft.
I wasn’t done with him. Not yet.
“I hope you have more to give me,” I said, dragging my nails over his muscular chest. “I’m going to want a second round in a few minutes.”
He smirked up at me and replied, “With you, Professor? I don’t need a few minutes.”
“Let’s see how true that is.”
I guided his cock up into my pussy and then lowered myself onto it. He was thick, so wonderfullythickinside me, filling me even more completely than he had in my office. I rode him into the bed, leaning back so I could admire how beautiful he was. He bit his lip and he gazed up at me with eyes that were full of fire, pleasure, and bliss.
I’m fucking my student.
It was wrong. It was against the rules. We shouldn’t be doing it. If I was caught, I would lose my job.
The thoughts didn’t dissuade me. If anything, they made the act hotter.
