32. Reign

CHAPTER 32

Reign

I spent the rest of that Sunday basking in the sweet pussy of my little vixen. So much so that even my body felt spent and partially satiated. I’d made sure I put my number in Anna’s phone as well as shared the location. She knew better than to turn it off.

Earlier, she’d texted me, letting me know she’d gotten birth control implanted in her arm; her doctor had an open appointment on her lunch break. She was texting me little updates here and there throughout her day, which made my black heart soar in a way it hadn’t before. Anna was the only thing in my life that held any meaning.

And I was going to keep her at all costs.

“Once again,” I sighed in frustration. “There is nothing you can do about the grade. You’ve shown me you have no understanding of the material.” The stupid girl in front of me lingered from the previous lecture. Anna’s class would be filtering in soon; I was desperate to have this student out of my face.

Her low-cut top and tight, low-rise jeans repulsed me. She pressed her uninteresting body against the podium as she pursed her lip out.

“But professor,” she purred with no effect. “I don’t wanna be dropped from the class.” She squished her tits together as her arms crossed. She worked her way around my podium. “Is there anything,” she mewed, running a long, manicured fingernail up and down my bicep. Her touch sickened me. Nausea hit my core knowing someone who wasn’t my precious vixen dared to lay their hands on me. “I can do? Like extra credit, Professor Hot?” Her mouth curved into an O shape, “Whoops, I mean Professor Hart.”

God. I was going to fucking puke.

Her pointy nail caught on the fabric of my suit jacket, snagging under the sharp stiletto shape. My jaw ached from the grind in my teeth as I watched her tear the thread with her nasty fingertips.

I slid my glasses off, setting them on the podium and pinched the bridge of my nose. She was muddying the memories of the perfect weekend I’d spent with Anna.

“No,” my tone harsh enough to make her jump away. “I made my rules clear on day one. And there will be no exceptions.” The pressure spots in my vision dissipated as I looked at her.

Thin bleached blonde hair with eyes pale blue gazed at me with the puppy dog expression. A little smile played across her lips as she leaned in mashing her breasts together again. The powdery essence of her perfume hit my nostrils and stung my eyes.

“Come on,” she rumbled, keeping her voice low. “I’m sure we could come up with a deal.” She licked her crusty and peeling lips. Her hand caressed my arm once more.

I felt my own mouth curl in disgust.

“Oh god,” came a soft voice. A voice I'd spent the entire night listening to as she sighed beneath me. A voice that screamed my name as her pussy clenched around me in ecstasy. The creak of the door echoed in the hollow air as I realized how this must have looked.

Never hit a woman, never ever hit a woman. I chanted in my head as she peeled her nasty fingers from me. Anna’s green eyes widened as she took in the scene before her. Her chest heaved with every breath.

“Anna,” my voice came out weak unlike ever before. I cleared my throat as my hands shook slightly, I fixed my angry gaze on the girl between us. “You’re dismissed. Don’t set foot in my class again. I’ll be letting the dean know about this conversation.”

Her face flushed in embarrassment as her eyes darted between Anna and me.

She stormed out, leaving a trail of musky stench in her absence. She shoved past Anna and slammed the door on her way out.

“I know how that must’ve looked,” I started before she cut me off.

“Don’t bother,” she scowled. “Dr. Hart.”

Goddammit.

She went to her seat and threw her bag down, refusing to meet my gaze, “Anna.” My tone made her jump. Her eyes snapped to mine. “If you’re jealous, baby girl, just say that.”

I sauntered over to her slowly.

“I’m not jealous.” The red that flushed her skin indicated the blatant lie.

“You should know that you’re the only one for me.” I stepped up to her and shoved her bag off the desk. It fell to the floor with a loud clunk.

“Reign,” she said my name through clenched teeth. “What do you think you’re doing?”

The words barely left her lips when I fit my arms under hers and lifted her up onto the desk in a seated position .

“Showing you that this,” I ran a finger through the seam of her hot cunt through her thin leggings, “is the only pussy I’ll ever dip my tongue in.”

Her eyes widened. “Reign,” her deft fingers shoved at my shoulders as I knelt before her. Her failed attempts at moving me were genuinely admirable. God himself couldn’t pry me away from her luscious cunt. “Class starts in fifteen minutes!” She hissed.

“And for once, you showed up not only on time,” I growled, digging my fingers into the soft flesh of her hips as I peeled her leggings down. The scent of her arousal doused the irritation I’d felt earlier. “But early.”

Her panty-less pussy was tucked between her thick thighs. “And no panties?” I questioned, looking up at her, grinning.

Her entire body shuddered as I dragged her to the edge of the desk. I spread her open and got to fucking work.

My tongue lashed at her hardened clit. I hadn’t eaten all day, and I was fucking starved for her. I lapped at her mercilessly. I caressed every part of her inside and out with my lips. Her savory pussy melted in my mouth that furiously dripped her juices.

I nipped her pussy between my lips, burying my face in her wetness as she shattered around me. I shoved my fingers in her smooth heat while I licked to no avail, riding her through the orgasm that leaked all over the desk beneath her.

Anna was so wet she was sliding in her own fluids. She twitched and convulsed around my fingers as my languid licks carried her down. I pulled back to marvel at her swollen cunt as my fingers slipped out with a wet pop. Her pussy twitched, begging me to fill her once more.

“Please, Reign,” her voice was a breathy moan. “I need you to make me cum.”

The low rumble in my voice made her pupils dilate. “Admit that you’re jealous, little vixen, and I will. ”

She whipped her head to the side, nose upturned, and pouted. “I am not.”

We had ten minutes until class started. I only needed five.

I unzipped my fly, and my cock sprang out hard and ready to rip into her. “You never have to be jealous with me.”

I plowed into her wet heat. Her pussy cascaded cum around me the moment I penetrated her. The juices sprayed across my button up, leaking down the sides of the desk. My dick twitched inside of her.

“If you want,” I pounded her with intense strokes. Her body slid on the smooth surface of the desk. “Snap a picture of my hard cock demolishing your little pussy and send it to her.”

Her eyes rolled back as I thrusted harder before slowing my pace to enjoy the smooth wet channel of heaven my dick was in.

I came in her with a grunt, slipping out in a fusion of our love. It leaked out of her in steady, thick masses. My mouth filled with saliva, remembering the taste of us. I leaned between her shaking thighs and met her lusty stare.

“Or you could take a video of me eating my cum out of your gorgeous cunt,” I slid my tongue between her parted pussy. Her muscles tightened, pulling my cum back inside of her. “I don’t mind,” I flicked the tip over her clit, loving the way she came undone. “I’m all yours.”

With a mouthful of us, I kissed her. Forcing past her teeth with my tongue, I made sure she got a good fucking taste of what she did to me.

“Class,” her tiny voice mewed breathlessly as she struggled to pull her leggings up from her knees. “Someone will see.” Her hands shook. Her body was wracked with trepidation, looking at the mess she made on the desk.

I shoved her face down, guiding her lips in the liquid. “Lick it up, sweet girl.” Her tiny tongue poked out. She let me guide her head through the cum on the table. “Your innocence even after I’ve fucked you,” my breathing staggered in my chest. Self control wavered. I wanted to fuck every single hole until she was nothing but a mess of my cum. “Is the best thing I’ve ever tasted.”

She licked the desk clean before meeting my gaze. “You have, um,” she motioned to her own chin.

“That’s fine.” I kissed her softly, loving that she smelled like her own freshly fucked cunt. “I’ll stand up in front of the class with our cum on my lips.”

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