Hot Night With My Professor

Chapter 12

"Ahh...shit."

I feel the heat of my body rising more and more because of the tension he builds inside me. I know the juices of happiness are rushing out of me. Any minute now, I will conclude.

I was clinging to his clothes and because of my violent pulling, the buttons were torn but I didn't care. I want to kiss him because I'm about to explode. Additionally, I prefer that he not overhear my loud moaning, as it could potentially reveal my immense enjoyment. Shit. This is my first time feeling an orgasm. This is insane.

I was surprised when he picked me up and put me on his lap. I was already sitting on his lap while looking up because he was continuing to thrust into my flesh. The next thing I knew, I felt our explosion inside me. He kissed me again. And because our faces were close to each other, I noticed that his forehead was furrowed.

A few seconds passed when he released me. Our eyes met again. I am looking into his eyes, like a pool of black holes, pulling me to give in. I couldn't stop touching his face and caressing it. I can still feel the shivers in my body because of what we did.

"Did you finish?" he whispered. I nodded, which caused his face to lighten up.

He fixed my hair. He tucked a few pieces of hair from my cheek behind my ear. He kissed me again and then touched my lips. "You shouldn't cry for someone who can't make you finish," he commented.

"How did you know?" I questioned seriously. I noticed him taking off his clothes. I bit my lip as I saw his whole body. What kind of workout does he do to have such a beautiful body?

"Because it is just our first round and you finished already." He caressed both of my shoulders as if he were asking my hands to lift up. I followed that and he took off my dress in no time.

"I'm just getting started, Miss Alvandra."

He grabbed my hair and put it behind me so that it wouldn't get in the way. He kissed my neck down to my chest. And I'm embarrassed because of what he's doing.

"Wait a minute. I can't take it anymore," I told him but he didn't listen to me and just held my hands. He sucks my breasts like it is the sweetest thing he could ever suck in this world.

"Hmmm...Ismael..."

He glanced at me again. His hands rested on my smooth back. "Why? Haven't you told me to take advantage of you?"

I couldn't answer any more. He laid me down on the bed again but this time closer to the headboard.

"Don't worry. I'll do the work. You will have more of it tonight."

He put a pillow on my head. I was even surprised because he hadn't even removed his manhood from inside me so I could still feel it oozing out inside me. He was so focused on the bed and immediately cursed because of that, which was another indication that what he did had an impact on him as well.

"Hold on," he murmured, and he took off his pants before taking his place again in front of me. I was biting my lip while looking at his beautiful body. Pulling my flesh to let him do what he wanted to do more to my body.

He lifted my right foot and licked it up to my thigh. I flinched when his tongue hit my sticky, wet womanhood. I just bit the back of my finger while looking up. My eyes are now white because of the pleasure I received from him.

"Ahhh...fuck...Ismael...this feels so good," I exclaimed. I heard him chuckle near my womanhood and I felt his breath. Shit. My mouth can't help but escape those truthful words. Who would have thought that a professor who had always been my enemy would be willing to eat my privacy? He continues licking it and it is drawing me insane. I held his head. And my thighs start to thrust.

And because he played with his tongue inside me, I released that fluid of satisfaction again. I thought he was going to stop, but not yet. It seems he has no intention of stopping.

He took a position in front of me again with his weapon ready. He placed my right leg over his shoulder and gently inserted his manhood. It grew even more. And because of his size, I can feel myself tight.

His hand traced his thing above my belly. I can see him do that—his quick riding brings the ultimate happiness to him and especially to me. I grabbed the headboard. Fortunately, I was shielded by a pillow, which prevented me from being bumped by his forceful advances within me.

"How can you be so tight?" he commented while still working on me. Sweat was dripping from the side of his head. Our bodies are sticking together and because of that, I can hear every sound of our collisions.

My whole being was shaking at the extreme speed of his action. Fortunately, I can keep up but even my flesh tightens. My breathing became deeper than the sea. I feel like I ran a few kilometers. And even turning my head anywhere became difficult for me.

He slowly came closer to my body to reach the hands that he wanted to touch. All of my fingers are interlocked with his, and he then placed them near my head.

I heard his deep breathing as well as his shivering. Even I feel like I'm going to lose my life. This is fucking tasty. I will never forget it. "Ismael," I moaned. "Give it all to me."

He kissed my lips again at the same time that he was riding faster.

"I'm close," he promised.

"And so do I." His head is on my neck when he gives all of him inside me. He even bit my neck, which tickled me. I just closed my eyes at the height of happiness that ended in me.

I couldn't stop hugging him and when he raised his head to look at me, I kissed him deeply. He responded like he still has a long way to go, and even I want more. I don't want this night to end like that. I want to make the most of it because he is the only person who can make me finish like this.

I pushed him and placed myself in front of him. As a reward for eating me, I should also do my part. I touched his shaft, which, all of a sudden, saluted at me again. He just cursed at his pet's reaction.

"It looks like it knows who to salute. He knows his master," I shouted.

I moved my hands while looking at him. His reaction is so pleasing to my eyes. Even simply biting his lower lips is an amazement to me.

I kissed the tip of his thing and, without a word, inserted it in my mouth. I even played with it, using my tongue inside. It is really huge. I can't believe I can taste this much.

I sped up my movement. I was still holding his thigh while doing that.

"Fuck, Miss Alvandra."

"Call me by my name...I am yours tonight," I answered, taking another bite of his manhood in my mouth.

"Then, Miss Mondalla..." I gawked when I heard that from him. My heart skips a beat. I looked at him and all I could see was his straight eyes looking at me while doing my business. It was also obvious that he was having a hard time with what I was doing. No, he was enjoying it. "I am yours too."

Next was his explosion inside my mouth. A lot. And because I still couldn't get over what I heard from him, I couldn't swallow his juice.

I couldn't move immediately. If he hadn't pulled me back to kiss me again, I wouldn't have come back to myself.

Did I hear it right?

He called me his Miss Mondalla?

*****

I slowly opened my eyes. There are tears on my cheeks. I was in a bad dream. A huge heartbreak...

But what breaks my heart the most is when I see myself alone in this room. Naked. Underneath the thick blanket.

The man I was with last night is nowhere here, just like how he left me last time...he left me again. Just like what Professor Sybill did.

I can see it now. All men do this. After they get what they want, they will abandon you.

I gulped. It's my fault. I let things happen that I will eventually regret. And having a one-night stand with Ismael is a mere fact of my defeat. Because of my impulsiveness, I got swayed by my emotions...he conquered me. And here I am... Still alone.