HER PROFESSOR'S GOOD GIRL
A scream would have escaped my lips if I didn’t bite down against the back of my hand, so hard that I could taste copper.
I was grinding against air, riding my orgasm against nothing but I couldn’t help it, not with Stephan sucking my boobs that way.
By the time I came down from my high, Stephan let my nipples go with a pop, a smirk playing on his tips.
“I guess the theory is true,” he said.
Before I could breathe, Stephan dragged down my shorts, exposing my soaked core.
“Professor…” I whimpered.
“I’m not done with you yet, Kitten,”