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My Pussy Dripping Wet

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The door to Victor’s apartment clicked shut, locking the world out, his gray eyes blazing, molten, devouring my black dress, tight, no bra, no panties, my body trembling, heat surging, cedar scent thick, wrapping me, dim lights flickering, his bed calling, our fire, my truth.

My heels lay abandoned, purse forgotten, my heart hammering, his hand on my waist, warm, possessive, pulling me flush against him, my breath catching, my hands gripping his chest, white shirt soft, his heartbeat fierce, my pulse racing, Victor, his lips, his hands, my world.

He growled, low, raw, Lily, his voice igniting me, my body burning, craving, tonight, his bed, our fire, unstoppable.

We moved, lips crashing, hungry, tongues tangling, my moan loud, reckless, my fingers clawing his shirt, desperate for his skin, his heat, his fire.

We stumbled through the living room, my bare feet cool on hardwood, his hands on my hips, guiding, our kisses sloppy, hot, my body molding to his, his hardness pressing through je
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  • In My Professor's Arms    Set Me on Fire and Call It Love

    I woke up tangled in Victor's sheets, navy soft, cedar smell potent, his arm over my waist, warm, grounding, my body sated, tingling, his breathing even, lips brushing against my shoulder, my heart moving, his fire, my home.Sunlight filtered through blinds, soft and warm. My auburn hair splayed, damp from sweat, his scars soft under my fingers, my skin warm, his warmth, my truth.I shifted, his eyes fluttering, gray, soft, locking on mine, You’re trouble even in sleep, his voice low, teasing, my laugh soft, my lips finding his, kissing slow, tongues lazy, my moan quiet, my body pressing, craving, his hands, his cock deep, my screams, Wednesday’s fire, flashing, my pulse quickening, Victor, my world.We lingered, lips brushing, Stay, he whispered, his hand clenching on my hip, Classes, I whispered, my voice reluctant, my body his, aflame, Meet me later, noon, my office, his promise steady, my nod willing, Deal, my voice husky, my heart racing, his fire, mine.I fell from bed, his shir

  • In My Professor's Arms    My Pussy Dripping Wet

    The door to Victor’s apartment clicked shut, locking the world out, his gray eyes blazing, molten, devouring my black dress, tight, no bra, no panties, my body trembling, heat surging, cedar scent thick, wrapping me, dim lights flickering, his bed calling, our fire, my truth.My heels lay abandoned, purse forgotten, my heart hammering, his hand on my waist, warm, possessive, pulling me flush against him, my breath catching, my hands gripping his chest, white shirt soft, his heartbeat fierce, my pulse racing, Victor, his lips, his hands, my world.He growled, low, raw, Lily, his voice igniting me, my body burning, craving, tonight, his bed, our fire, unstoppable.We moved, lips crashing, hungry, tongues tangling, my moan loud, reckless, my fingers clawing his shirt, desperate for his skin, his heat, his fire.We stumbled through the living room, my bare feet cool on hardwood, his hands on my hips, guiding, our kisses sloppy, hot, my body molding to his, his hardness pressing through je

  • In My Professor's Arms    No Panties After 7

    I slipped out of Victor’s office, my heart pounding, the door clicking shut behind me, my lips swollen from his hungry kisses, neck tingling where his mouth had sucked, red marks burning beneath my gray sweater, my jeans rubbing my thighs, sparking heat, a deep ache pulsing, his growl, We’re not done, ringing in my ears, the desk creaking, papers sliding, our fire blazing, my truth.The hall was quiet, tiles glinting in fluorescent light, late afternoon sunlight streaming through the windows, campus calming down, students trickling away, my thoughts whirling, this night, seven, his bed, his car, my addiction, my everything.I ran quickly, sneakers quiet on the floor, red hair loose, wind waves rippling as I passed by the glass doors of the building of humanitites, wind nipping, cold, sweater clinging, nipples rubbing fabric, sensitive, step for step fueling the fire, Victor, his gray eyes, his fingers, my rhythm, my passion.The quad was alive, students on the ground, giggles ringing,

  • In My Professor's Arms    Set My Body on Fire in Broad Daylight

    I climbed into my Civic, the door closing hard behind me, keys clinking in my hand, engine poised to purr, my gray sweater against my body, my body still thrumming with the day, José's mischievous grin, Sophie's taunting, but Victor's vow, his bed, my fire, burning hotter, hours until seven tonight.The parking lot hummed, the students laughing, the toot of a car horn, the campus humming, my heart thudding, my thighs stinging, jeans rubbing, a dull throb from his kiss the day before, his lips scorching, his hand tugging at my hair, dawn creeping around us.My phone rang, screen light in my lap, Victor's name flashing, my breath caught, heat burning, my hands quivering as I picked up: Office now, you coming?My heart skipped a beat, a shock running through me, my body on fire, longing for him, his mouth, his touch, the office, our rendezvous, his message a match to my fire.I clenched down on my lip, hard, a smile spreading, face flushing, nipples rubbing against my sweater, sensitive,

  • In My Professor's Arms    Pulse rising

    I ran into the lecture hall, sneakers squeaking on the extremely polished floor, bag slapping against my hip, the 10:00 a.m. literature class already materializing, students taking seats, the air thick with the hum of voices and the faint scent of coffee.My body was buzzing, racing heart, lips tingling still from Victor's good morning kiss, his tongue teasing mine, his stubble scraping, his hand on my ass, pulling me in, our bodies straining in his bed, soft dawn light, his warmth my world.My gray sweater clung to me, bra soft, panties tight, a new sensation from yesterday's naked high, but my nipples hardened, abrading the material, my thighs heated, a lingering soreness from his shower, his hands, water cascading, our blaze.I looked about the room, desks row on row filling, and spotted Sophie where she was sitting now, her blonde curls bobbing, waving me over, her broad smile, eyes bright, like she could read my secrets."Heyyy, still distracted!" she said, pushing the seat besid

  • In My Professor's Arms    Waking Up After Last Night's Hot Sex

    I woke up in Victor's bed, my body warm, heavy, curled into him, our legs wrapped together in navy sheets, his arm around my waist, holding me close.His breathing, deep and slow, tickled my neck, causing the lingering ache between my thighs, a reminder of last night's shower, his hands on my hips, water pouring down, our bodies colliding together in a frenzy of need. The room was dark, the soft light of dawn seeping through the blinds, casting lines on his chest, scars invisible, muscles loose, dark hair tousled against the pillow. My heart stuttered, my skin humming where his fingers rested, my body vibrating, craving him, even this quiet moment, 7:00 a.m., too soon, the world still slumbering.I rolled, turning towards him, the sheets rustling, cold against the bare skin, breasts rubbing his chest, nipples hardening, a flame of heat burning in my belly.His eyes flickered open, gray and warm, meeting mine, slow laughter curving the edges of his mouth, softening the hard edges of t

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