10. Anna
CHAPTER 10
Anna
T he roaring in my ears crescendoed as Dr. Hart looked up from furiously eating me out. He stopped as soon as I was quivering with an orgasm. My pussy clenched at the open air, my inner muscles pulsating in a frenzy for the warmth of his mouth.
My eyes fell to his lips. They glistened, the mess dripped down his chin. His tongue fluttered out, licking me off of him. My eyes hazily followed the motion, silently begging him to put his mouth back on me.
“Please,” my voice was hoarse as he stood to his full height. “Please, I need…” What did I need? What was I asking for?
He smirked at me, wiping a hand down his face. “I can’t wait to taste your cum on my tongue, little vixen.” His smoldering gaze held mine as a trickle of wetness spilled out of me.
My panties were soaked. The wet fabric stuck to my pussy, the front of his slacks strained under the bulge of his erection. The erection that would surely tear me in half with its enormity.
I’m supposed to put that inside of me? The tiny voice in my mind questioned while I stared at the mass of man in front of me.
“You like what you see?” I slowly raised my gaze back to his. “You want me to fuck your sweet cunt with my cock?” He leaned closer, the warmth of his breath traced my lips.
Juices poured out of me; I would finish from his words alone.
“Tell me, vixen,” he sucked on my neck. My heart was pounding in my clit like an 808 drum at his baritone. His mouth was hot and wet against my skin. “You want to get fucking railed on this desk, don’t you?”
I rolled my hips against his pelvis that was pressed against mine, leaving a trail of watery fluid on his slacks. I could barely feel the head of his cock spreading my pussy through my panties that had slid back into place. It twitched when it made contact with the bundle of nerves that were wound ever so tightly.
His dark chuckle sent shivers up and down my spine.
“You,” he growled, “are the sweetest fucking thing I’ve ever shoved my tongue in. I'm going to enjoy spreading your pussy with my cock.”
His fingers barely touched my clenching cunt. He nudged past the panties and sank into me. The wet sound his fingers made should’ve embarrassed me.
He pulled back slightly, his gaze darkened. “You’re delicious pussy is sucking me in.” The tip of his nose touched mine as he spoke. “I love feeling you desperate for me. The way your cunt clenches on my fingers is heaven.”
My mouth was hanging open in awe at his filthy words. I’d never had a man talk to me like that. I never knew how much I'd like it. His eyes fell to my lips; he paused only for a moment before closing the distance.
I felt his tongue before I felt his lips; it ravaged mine, and I submitted to him, wrapping my legs around his waist. My body moved on its own, thrusting against the palm of his hand.
His mouth tasted like me; my tongue grazed his lips, exploring slowly. The electricity that crackled through me settled at my core, where I was hot and ready for him. The first throb of my pussy came washing over me in such a haze it blocked out the sob that escaped my lips. The next pulse had me on the edge.
My skin was fizzling. Each in-and-out motion of his fingers had me seeing stars. I clamped down on his digits before he whipped it out and stuck the finger coated in my pussy juice into my mouth.
“Lick it fucking clean.” He pumped it in and out of my mouth. I was under his control, unable to move. He removed his finger with a pop.
He gripped my jaw, squeezing it until it sent pain ricocheting through my skull, my mouth open, and at his mercy, his lips curled in the sexiest way. I had no idea my body could get this turned on.
I shook under his grip. My eyes rolled over his broad chest as he held me.
“Look at me,” he snarled; my eyes met his eagerly. He tilted my head back and spit in my mouth. The thick, wet saliva hit the back of my throat. My body convulsed as I choked, the need for air wracking my body as he snickered.
With each gasp of oxygen I took in, more wetness soaked through the already soggy fabric of my panties. My inner thighs were sticky and wet. My pussy pounded with unresolved need.
“Get used to choking.” He pressed gently on the lower part of my jaw, closing my mouth. He planted a gentle kiss, dripping with the taste of myself, to my lips. “You’ll be doing plenty of that.”
He adjusted himself in his pants as he discarded my torn and useless tights. My legs wobbled, unable to stand. I watched him awestruck.
“What about…” I couldn’t finish the sentence. I looked down to where I still leaked profusely.
The unmistakable, insanely sexy side smirk traced his lips. “You want to come?”
I couldn’t look at him while I nodded. The heat that found home in my cheeks threatened to flay me.
He tilted my chin back up to meet his eyes. “Show up to class on time,” he kissed me so gently it almost felt like kissing new lips, “and you will.”