All Chapters of PROFESSOR GREY'S GIRL : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Professor 31JuliannaStanding there, I was paralyzed.I did know that I would have to do this eventually but I was still in the process of getting my mind ready. And at this point I wasn’t even half ready.“Now…I really don’t have the time for much words and it would be better for you to listen for your own good.” I heard him say, and my stomach tightened, the uneasy feeling and throat clogging feeling only intensified.He uttered, “On your knees Julianna.” By now, I was already aware of the consequences that would follow if I don’t pay heed to he’s words.Chewing my own tongue, I went down my knees. It had never crossed my heart that one day, that a day would come where I would have to go down on my knees before a man to commit something unholy as this.The only alter I have knelt before was the one of God and now….“I will save you the stress of removing my pants because I know you would only take your sweet time and waste mine. My cock isn’t that patient.” And before my eyes, the

ChristianSticking my tongue into her warm hole was heavenly in so many ways, and it had my chest humming with satisfaction. Her body trembled badly, her hushed moans managed to free her lips. Gosh, how fucking sweet was this girl? Exactly? Or was it because she wasn’t someone to be felt, fucked, fingered, and tasted in the first place? That was why it felt so fucking good doing these wrong and sinful things to her?Fuck! I don’t even fucking care, and I pushed my tongue deeper, having my lips lashing and suckling on her more vigorously.She tried withdrawing backwards, where her legs quaked and her body vibrated against my mouth, where I wasn’t giving her any breathing space or mercy, focused on having her ruined and completely wrecked. The sound of my mouth feeding against her yummy pussy flickered into the air, and her controlled moans turned not so controlled, coming out hushed.“P-Professor… hmmm, please…” Her coherently sweet voice mingled into the place. Harder and fast, I incr

JuliannaSlowly, I managed to flutter my eyes open. They were heavy, and everything in my head was pounding heavily. A frown quickly passed through my expression as the first thing I noticed was the unfamiliar ceiling.Moving my eyes everywhere, I noticed things around—expensive things. It was nothing close to my small space back at my hostel. Where exactly was I?I didn’t notice it yet, but I was slowly panicking. Some chunks of my memories were missing and mostly disorganized. Something twisted settled in the pit of my stomach. Getting myself seated, I felt something in my wrist.A drip was connected to a stand, and it was still moving into my bloodstream. Without thinking much, I ripped it away. I whimpered from the pain. I shouldn’t have done that.When I stood up, I immediately regretted it, as the ground underneath my feet moved.I didn’t need to be told twice before having my butt glued back to the bed. Taking a large amount of oxygen into my lungs, I tried again, holding onto

ChristianSebastian stayed quiet for a second, like he was picking the right words from that overstuffed moral handbook of his. His jaw flexed, his fingers tapping against the arm of the chair. That look on his face? Yeah, I’ve seen it before. It always came before a lecture.“You being a professor isn’t the issue, Christian. It’s everything else that comes with you. The scandals. The temper. The reckless shit you do like it’s a damn sport. The fact that you’re currently screwing your stepmother and keeping a fucking postulant under your roof.”There it was.I stared at him, stone-faced. “Are you stalking me now?”“I don’t need to. You’re predictable. Always chasing after things that’ll explode in your face.”I scoffed, running a hand through my hair. “And yet you’re still here, wasting your time trying to fix what can’t be fixed.”“I’m not trying to fix you,” he muttered, voice lowering. “I gave up on that years ago. I’m trying to make sure you don’t bring the whole damn house down w

Christian I was panting like a fucking dog by the time she stood up. My cock glistened with her spit, twitching, begging to be buried. She wiped the side of her mouth with the back of her hand like she hadn’t just turned me into a fucking animal two seconds ago. Her expression? Unapologetic. Smug. Feral. She stared at me for not more than a second, and before I could tell her to fucking resume her fucking mouth on me because I was fucking damn close to having my release in her fucking mouth.She plunged my dick inside back, and her suckling on me turned very intense, I was growling like some fucking animal, thrusting my hip into her already full mouth. She gagged, her jaw must have being hurting as tears glisten around her eyes but she was seemly adamant on having me pump my liquid into her mouth.Rushing and bashing into her, as something tightened in my lower abdomen, I threw my head against the door, breathing out uneasy, as I cummed, like some fucking fetal animal, breathing out