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Set My Body on Fire in Broad Daylight
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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
In My Professor's Arms Hot Shower Sex
I opened Victor's apartment door, heart racing, the air balmy, filled with the smell of cedar and him, my black dress sticking to me, no bra, no panties, my pussy moist, pulsating with the day's desire, his office still in sight, his cock in my mouth, my pussy wetting under his tongue.His text, "Door's open, bathroom's waiting," had me scorched, thighs moist, nipples hard, every step towards his stairs a beat of desire. The sitting room was dark, couch shadowed, but a light shone from the hallway, his bedroom, bathroom beyond, mist curling, inviting me. I dropped my bag, kicked off my flats, and moved, dress swaying, my skin electric, ready for his cock, his hands, the shower’s cold.Victor stood in the bathroom doorway, shirtless, slacks low, gray eyes burning, raking over my dress, my curves, like he’d fuck me right there.Lily, he snapped, face puffy, striding toward me, hands around my waist, yanking me toward him, cock hard, jutting through the slacks, rubbing my cunt through t
In My Professor's Arms Tuesday, in his office.
I burst into Victor's office, my heart racing, sneakers squeaking on the third-floor floor, the noontime buzz of the campus hallway, students' laughter, a professor's voice drifting, fading away as I stood before his door, 'Dr. Victor Grahams' gleaming on the nameplate. My pussy throbbed, still sore from last night's fucking, his dick opening me, his sperm soaking me, my jeans rubbing my pantie, torn and hidden since his bed.His texts related in my mind agan. My body was alive, throbbing for his hands, his mouth, after class left me wet, bruised, my brain choking in Monday's fire. I knocked, quick, hard, my skin live-wired, blue top stuck, nipples hard, no bra, a secret for him.The door swung open and Victor stood there, predator in a white shirt, rolled-up sleeves, dark hair mussed, gray eyes hungry, running over me, stopping on my tits, my jeans, as if he could smell my hunger."Lily," he growled, low, thick, sending a jolt to my pussy, his hand wrapping around my wrist, dragging
In My Professor's Arms TuesDAY
I was seated in the lecture hall, pen tapping my notebook, but my mind wasn't here, not in this 10 a.m. literature class, not with Dr. Harmon's monotone droning on about Jane Eyre's desire, not with the scratching of pencils or the hum of students surrounding me.My body buzzed, thighs pressed tight, pussy throbbing, still sore from last night, Victor’s cock stretching me, filling me, his cum dripping down my thighs as I’d stumbled out of his apartment. I glared at the blank page, my pen's ink smearing, my head a haze about Monday's fire, his bed, his hands, the way I had been someone I didn't know, a dirty girl who could ride like that, who screamed his name until my throat was hoarse.It started when he slammed me against his door, mouths colliding, tearing my clothes, his dick hard against my jeans. In his bed, navy sheets freezing under my ass, he'd fucked me stupid, slow to begin with, deep, his cock ripping my pussy, making me gasp, then quicker and merciless, my tits shaking, h
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