Page 13 of Such a Bad Girl
‘Good girl. Keep going.’ I fed more into her mouth, saliva beginning to drip from her tongue. Sweet heavens.
‘Two. Three.’ The words were less clear with a mouthful of cock, but I got the gist. ‘Four.’
Four came with a gag, a slutty little choke that had my balls clenching. With the way she acted, I expected her to be a pro cock-sucker. Maybe she’d been one of those prissy girls in high school who dodged blowjobs. She could be my pillow princess if she liked. I could fuck her mouth for the both of us.
I tangled a hand in her hair and pressed forward.
‘Five,’ I said as she struggled at the intrusion to her throat. ‘Take it all for me.’
Tears lined her eyes as she tried to back up, but Igave her no leeway. There was only one way she was getting away, and it’s with a stomach full of hot cum.
Nearly there.
Pure panic filled her eyes as she wriggled on my dick, her lips swelling and dripping with spit.
‘Six,’ I grunted as I thrust home, straight into that tight ring at the back of her throat. Holding her there, I lost myself in the exquisite sensation of her choking and spluttering on my cock.
‘Fuck, Bex, you’re so damn hot. I thought you couldn't look any prettier, but you belong there, on your knees, with a mouthful of meat.’
Her eyes glazed over, so I pulled back, giving her a moment's reprieve.
‘Open your mouth,’ I growled, the need to be deep inside her overruling her need to breathe. Pinning her head back against the table, I sank deep, giving no quarter as my piercings disappeared all over again. Pinching her nose, I used her hot mouth like a cunt. Any reserve lost to pure feral need.
She heaved beneath me as my eyes rolled. Pleasure rocked me as I lost myself deep in her throat, determined to fill it.
The door opened, and I almost cried.
Shoving her under the desk, I dropped into my chair with a thump, tugging it tight against the edge. Panic quickened my breaths as students poured intothe room, most thankfully too wrapped up in themselves to notice the turmoil I was in.
‘Just stay there,’ I hissed between my teeth.
‘Yes, Sir.’ The whisper hit me like a punch. Despite the commotion, my cock still stood firm, pinned between the desk and my stomach. Heaviness pulled at my balls where I’d been close... so close.
Fifty pairs of eyes stared at me as I withered on the spot. Erection out. Student under my desk. What the fuck was I doing? Swallowing the lump in my throat, I set a complicated task with the student able to solve it first getting to leave early. Not that the lecture was mandatory. I theoretically couldn’t make them stay at the best of times, far less sporting a stonking boner. Still. Math students loved a challenge. An attempt to beat their peers for a glimmer of authoritarian praise.
Hot lips met my flesh and I choked, covering the noise with a cough. Students stared. My cheeks flamed.
‘Stop it,’ I whispered.
Make me,’ came her whispered reply. Fingers wrapped around my length, stroking upward as I gripped the desk, struggling to calm my breath.
Little she-devil.
The hand was bad enough, but of course, Bexdidn’t stop there. My stomach flipped as she twirled her wet tongue over the head, flicking at the metal barbell.
‘Professor Montgomery,’ a student called. ‘Is this solvable in the time frame we have?’
I scrambled for words as my obsession sucked me deep into her maddeningly hot mouth. Grimacing through a nod, I pressed an open hand against the desk to steady myself. Between her slick tongue and the way she drew me to the back of her throat, Bex tortured me. Unable to utter a peep, I fought for my life. Her tongue. Fuck. When I had taken her, it was incredible, but with her controlling it? Simply sublime.
Time and again, she took me to the edge. I could do little but suffer.
‘Are you alright, Sir?’ a student asked.
‘Yup.’ My voice was terse. Sweat pooled at the back of my neck as I fought the urge to thrust. Nails grazed my balls, and I found myself on the verge of tears. I was going to implode.
‘Hung over?’ Someone called out.
I wish.
