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I Want To Fuck My Professor #4.........
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2026-04-17 17:59:57
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WAVES OF WANT Wrong Room, Right Stranger #4
She was trembling, grinding shamelessly against his fingers like a needy slut who had already surrendered. He could feel how soaked she was through the thin lace with her juices coating his fingertips, her swollen clit pulsing under his touch. Without another word, he hooked two fingers into the waistband of her panties and ripped them down her legs in one rough motion. The delicate fabric tore slightly at the side, but neither of them cared. “Fuck… look at this pretty slimming pussy” he growled, dropping to one knee in front of her. He pushed her skirt up around her waist, exposing her completely. “Dripping wet and clenching, all because a stranger told you he planned to fuck you tonight.” Ama’s head fell back against the door with a moan. Her hands flew to his shoulders, nails digging in as he spread her thighs wider. The teasing had stopped. Now, he wanted to fuck her as hard as he could. His mouth latched onto her pussy like a starving man. Tongue dragging flat and slow f
WAVES OF WANT Wrong Room, Right Stranger#3
“It wasn’t a mistake.” The words slipped from her lips before she could cage them. Quiet, raw and far too honest. But he didn’t flinch. Didn’t look away. That steady, predatory gaze stayed locked on her, darker now, heavier with everything unsaid. Her fingers twitched at her sides, nails digging into her palms as heat crawled up her neck and settled low in her belly. “Say it,” she whispered, voice tighter, almost trembling. “Tell me I’m wrong.” A long, deliberate pause. Then..., “You’re not.” The confession hit her like a slow stroke between her thighs. Her pussy clenched hard, a fresh rush of slick warmth soaking through her already ruined panties. She let out a shaky breath, shaking her head once as if that could undo the growing ache. “So what..., what is this? You just leave your door unlocked and wait for tired, horny women to wander in?” “No.” His voice was low, controlled, vibrating through her chest. “Just you, Ama.” Her nipples tightened painfully against her br
WAVES OF WANT Wrong Room, Right Stranger#2
"I should have left." The thought kept ringing in her head clear and nonstop But her fingers stayed curled around the door handle, not turning it, as if her body had already made a decision her mind is yet to agree with. Behind her, he remained perfectly still. just watching and waiting. The silence feeling alive and heavy. Slowly, she turned to face him again. “You left it unlocked on purpose,” she said. This time it wasn’t a question. “I didn’t lock it,” he corrected calmly, his voice low and smooth like velvet dragged over gravel. Her brows drew together. “That’s not normal.” “No," he agreed, the corner of his mouth twitching. “It’s not.” “Why?” He didn’t answer right her Instead, his eyes went slowly down her body lingering openly on the way her blouse stretched across her full breasts, the slight sheen of sweat on her collarbone from the long day, the way her skirt hugged the curve of her hips and ass. She felt the heat of that gaze like fingers tracing her skin. “
WAVES OF WANT Wrong Room, Right Stranger#1
She never should have gone there that late. The hallway was overly quiet, the kind of silence that'll make anyone hear their own heartbeat loud in the ears. Her heels clicked softly before she stopped to adjust the strap of her bag with a tired sigh. The day had been a very stressful one and all she craved at the moment was a hot shower, fresh cool sheets, and the sweet relief of being completely alone. She barely glanced at the room number and that was her first mistake. The keycard slid in. A soft green light blinked. She pushed the door open and stepped inside the room, already kicking off her heels with a low, relieved groan. The room was dim, bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp. It smelled faintly of clean linen and something darker. Something masculine, woodsy and expensive. “Finally!,” she whispered, letting her bag drop onto the chair. She rolled her shoulders, the tight muscles protesting, then she reached up to pull the clip from her hair. Thick waves tumbled down
WAVES OF WANT I Want My Professor To Fuck Me#5
Nora didn’t text Elias the next day. She let the silence stretch like a taut wire between them.All morning she replayed the way he had looked at her while buried deep inside her. His eyes dark with want, his voice breaking as he admitted to how he couldn’t stop thinking about her. By afternoon, the memory had twisted into something sharper. A dangerous mix of need and power. She wanted to test how far that want would take him.She spent the day deliberately avoiding the humanities building, letting him wonder if she had finally given up. Elias, the silence hit him first thing in the morning. He checked his phone before even fully getting out of bed but there was no call or text from her. He told himself he didn't care, afterall, he had a long day ahead of him. Meetings and lectures and responsibilities.But by midday, his focus was slipping. He found himself pausing mid sentences during lectures, losing track of his thoughts. His eyes scanning the whole place but there was no trace
WAVES OF WANT I Want To Fuck My Professor #4.........
Nora stood on the porch of Elias Voss’s quiet off campus apartment late on Friday evening, the red dress clinging to her curves in the cool night air. No bra and panties just the thin fabric that barely reached mid thigh. She had come here with purpose and intentions, her pussy already wet from the anticipation that had built all day. The neighborhood was quiet with mature trees lining the street, neighbors spaced far enough apart that everyone had their own privacy. Nora knocked gently on the door, the door opened. Elias stood there in gray sweatpants and a black t-shirt, with hair slightly disheveled. His eyes widened when he saw her, then darkened with a spark of emotions. “Nora,” he said, voice low and strained. “How did you find my house?” She stepped forward before he could close the door, pressing her body against his and forcing him back into the hallway. The door clicked shut behind her. “I looked it up in the faculty directory weeks ago,” she replied, eyes locked on
WAVES OF WANT Highway Reckoning #2
Two weeks dragged by slow. Jax kept his foot light on the gas, stuck to the limit, even took the long way home some nights just to avoid 47 after dark. He told himself he was done that the last time had scratched the itch too deep, left him shaky for days after. But the memory kept sneaking back. A
WAVES OF WANT Highway Reckoning #1..
The highway smelled like diesel and dry grass, the kind of night where the air sticks to your skin even after the sun is long gone. Amara Reyes killed the cruiser's headlights a half-mile back, coasted onto the shoulder behind a dip in the road. She knew Jax's engine note now, that low, cocky rumbl
WAVES OF WANT The Line We Burned#1...
The kind of fire that consumes. Craving the man I never should. Max, my supposed brother. Max's parents adopted me as a child and ever since I've been a part of their family. He practically calls me little sister but all I ever want to do is fuck him silly. Fuck him till I'm unable to move. I've se
WAVES OF WANT Poisoned Womb: Sister's Cunt Fucked Raw#4...
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