All Chapters of SINFUL DESIRES: THE PROFESSORS I CAN'T RESIST: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Professor Wyatt’s POV(The Mystery Man)I sent Jonathan message after message, but he never read any of them because he was too busy wrapped up in his new little world with Bryce and it started to piss me off more and more every day. I knew texting wasn’t going to work anymore. If I wanted his attention, I had to take it myself. So that’s exactly what I did.For a whole week I followed him quietly. I watched his routine, learned his schedule, and waited for the perfect moment and finally, it came. One morning he slept in his own dorm room instead of at Bryce’s place. I parked just outside and waited. The second he stepped out of the building, I moved.I pulled up fast beside him, just like I’d seen Bryce do a number of times and before he could react, I pushed him into the back seat of my car. He stumbled in, caught completely off guard. For a second, a big smile spread across his face. He clearly thought I was Bryce coming to surprise him. But when he looked up and saw my masked face

Professor Wyatt’s POV(The Mystery Man)I stood up slowly, my thick cock throbbing hard in my hand as I looked down at Jonathan. He was lying there on the bed, completely wrecked already, his chest heaving fast, skin shiny with sweat, and eyes half-closed and desperate. His legs were spread wide open for me, his hole still twitching from all the teasing. I rubbed the fat head of my cock up and down his slick entrance, making him shiver and moan.“Beg me,” I said, my voice deep and commanding.“Please… I need you inside me,” he whispered, voice shaking.I pushed in slowly, inch by thick inch and his tight ass gripped me like a hot, wet fist, squeezing every bit of my cock as I stretched him open. Jonathan moaned loudly, his fingers digging hard into the sheets. I didn’t stop until I was buried all the way, balls deep, my heavy sack pressed against his ass. I stayed there, completely still, letting him feel every single inch filling him up completely.“Fuck… you’re so damn sweet,” I grow

Professor Wyatt’s POV(The Mystery’s Man POV)I held Jonathan tightly in my arms, his warm body pressed against mine. I wanted to fall asleep like this, but the mask on my face made it damn near impossible. It was hot and tight, and I couldn’t risk taking it off, not even for a second. I couldn’t let him see my face if I let my guard down.He had finally passed out from exhaustion, breathing slowly and deeply. I just lay there staring at him, my mind racing. I hated that Bryce had any part of him. I wanted Jonathan all to myself. I needed to find a way to wipe Bryce from his mind completely, so he wouldn’t even think about that guy again.As I was planning all this, Jonathan started mumbling in his sleep. I leaned in closer to hear what he was saying, which was a big mistake because the moment I did, I caught him whispering Bryce’s name.I was so furious because just now I had just been thinking about how to get rid of Bryce from his life, and here he was, mumbling that name while I he

Professor Wyatt’s POVI looked down at Jonathan’s exhausted body. He was breathing hard, covered in sweat and my cum, but his cock was still twitching. Even after everything, he was still hard for me. That made me smile under the mask.“Get on your knees,” I ordered.He moved slowly. I helped him up and tied his hands behind his back again, tighter this time. Then I grabbed a black blindfold and covered his eyes. “No seeing. Just feeling. You’re going to focus only on me.”I stood in front of him and slapped my heavy cock against his face. “Open.” He opened his mouth wide like a good boy. I pushed in deep, fucking his throat with long strokes. I held his head still and used his mouth hard, balls slapping against his chin. The wet gagging sounds were loud and nasty. Every time he choked, his throat squeezed my cock perfectly.I pulled out and made him lick my balls while I stroked myself. “That’s it. Worship it.” His tongue worked eagerly, licking and sucking like he couldn’t get eno

Professor Wyatt’s POV(The Mystery man)As Jonathan slept, I couldn’t shake the anger I was feeling off as I remembered what happened the last time he slept. Hearing Bryce’s name come out of his mouth while I held him had done something to me.And no matter how hard I fucked him, how many times I made him scream, that name he mentioned in his sleep still lingered in my head. I needed something more permanent to claim him as mine, something that he would see and remind him of me every single day.Suddenly, a crazy thought came to me as I sat up looking at him. I decided to put a tattoo on him. Not some painful branding with fire, but a sensual marking. Something I could put on his skin myself, slowly and intimate, while keeping him hard and leaking for me.I had a special semi permanent tattoo ink in the drawer which was perfect. It was dark, waterproof, and designed to last for weeks, maybe months if he didn’t scrub it hard and that’s long enough to remind him constantly who he bel