I’m not that generous.
I lean in close—close enough that she can feel my breath on her clit—and spit onto her skin, just above her clit. Mud and rotting leaves grind into the knees of my slacks, cold and damp, the earthy-sweet smell of decomposition mingling with her arousal.
She reaches for my hair, perhaps to drag me closer, but I catch her wrist and redirect that hand between her legs too. The sound she makes when I force her fingers through my spit, then down onto her clit is desperate, hungry, confused.
“Rub yourself,” I order, eyes flicking up to lock with hers. “You won’t come without my permission. And you won’t stop without it, either.”
She gasps as she circles her clit, fingertips slippery with my spit, her breath hitching. Her face contorts, eyebrows bunching as if she’s about to sob. Her hips roll against her touch, bucking so slowly, so sensually, my mouth is watering. The pain of my hardening cock fighting for room behind my slacks is utter fucking bliss.
Christ, she’s so fuckingperfect.
I grab her thighs, wrenching them open, my gaze flickering from her degrading performance to the agony in her eyes as pleasure and humiliation war on her beautiful features.
“That’s it,” I murmur, watching every micro-movement. “Show me what you do when you’re alone at night. How you touch yourself when you think about your professor. Because you do, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she moans guiltily. “Fuck—yes?—”
“Of course you do. This needy little hole doesn’t know better. Itwantsto be defiled. Now fuck yourself. Fingers in deep. I want to hear how wet you are minutes after your Romeo was cuffed.”
Her fingers dip into her cunt without hesitation. She keeps massaging her clit with one hand as she works the fingers of her other in and out of her pussy.
“Eyes on me,” I snap when I look up and see her eyelids shivering closed.
She forces her eyes wide open, gazing down at me through trembling lashes, eyes glassy with lust and need.
The sound of her fingers thrusting into her wet hole is almost as hypnotic as the pathetic little whimpers she lets out.
“Deeper, girl. I want everyone on campus to hear what a filthy slut you are for me.”
“Shut up! I’m not—“ She cuts off with an angry sound.
“Not what? A slut?” I chuckle. “You’re finger-fucking yourself for your professor like a desperate little whore.”
Her breathing speeds up. She’s trying not to make a sound, but a moan breaks loose, mingled with a broken sob that echoes off the trees.
“Please!”
“Please what, girl? Please stop? Or please remind you what a greedy cunt you have?” I drag a knuckle up the inside of her leg, collecting her slick. “You’re dripping down your thighs, slut, so it’s obvious you’re enjoying every second of this.”
The fingers working her clit slip, losing grip in the slickness. She’s too impatient, too hungry for a climax, for an end to the humiliation that’s fueling her own need.
“Kai is thinking of you right now, girl. Wondering where you are. You realize that, don’t you?”
Her panicked whimper is delicious enough to make precum leak from my cock.
“He probably thinks you’re worried about him. Probably still thinks you’re his good girl, innocent and loyal. But look at you?—“
I rush to a stand, grab her wrist, and ram her fingers deeper than she dared to go on her own. Her pained gasp sends a wave of electrified heat down my spine. I keep her buried inside, slowly rocking her fingers—grinding her palm against her clit—as I try to get them in even deeper.
“You’re knuckle-deep inside your own cunt,” I murmur into her ear. “Getting wetter every time I call you a whore. Becausethisis who you really are.”
Her eyes squeeze shut, a mournful wail leaving her quivering mouth.
“Haven, look at me,” I growl darkly. “Fuckinglookat me.”
Lashes clumped with tears shiver open. There’s barely a shred of blue around her blown-out pupils, her eyes flickering all over my face like she doesn’t dare get locked onto me.
“There’s nothing wrong with you, my sweet little slut.” I release her wrist, sliding my fingers down the back of her hand until my fingertips are nestled against her entrance.
