The Dark Lords Daughter

Pleasure

Severus' P.O.V

I knew she was frustrated with being locked up in the house as she whipped around and stalked upstairs. I heard a door slam and water running, indicating a bath, which made my mind reluctantly wander.

I tried hard to focus on my book, but the image of her naked body kept making its way to the front of my thoughts. Before long, I was sporting a nice erection, which felt like hell. I could not relieve myself with her in the house and I was not the type to pay for one's company.

After what seemed like an hour of being tortured with thoughts of her, I headed up to my room to have a quick release. As I passed the bathroom, I heard my name but her tone did not hold anger or pain... It was pleasure.

Without thinking, I swung open the door to witness her naked in the tub, a hand on her breast and fingers in herself. I could not think straight as she stared blankly at me, clumsily getting out of the tub and wrapping a towel around herself. She was at a loss for words, as well.

I noticed myself closer to her now, her embarrassed face was bright red and I could see her nervousness as she played with the end of the towel. She was the first to speak, "Um, professor? I... That was-"

My mind still not working properly, I grabbed the back of her head and forced our lips together. I slid my tongue against hers before I even began to grasp the situation. I was about to pull away and tell her how inappropriate it was, but she turned us and sat me on top of the toilet seat, rubbing my fully hardened cock from base to tip.

I could not find the will to stop until she sneakingly unbuttoned my pants and to let my erection free. She was kneeling by the time I gripped her wrists, "no."

"That's okay, I don't need hands." She seductively said as her tongue flicked the tip. In my surprised state, I freed her wrists and allowed her to wrap her slender fingers around the base while her tongue swirled around the tip. She was so lost in desire, that her confidence wouldn't allow her to shy away and I was having a hard time trying to grasp reality to stop her.

Her hand gently slid up to where the lubrication was and slid down, wetting its full length. She continued to pump the bottom half while the top was now in her mouth, being graciously sucked by her beautiful pink lips. She kept taking in more and more, getting used to the gag reflex, until she had me deep in her throat.

I felt my hand on her head with a handful of hair. That didn't affect her, though, it seemed to only fuel the fire in her. Her head bobbed faster and the sucking became harder when the tip of her teeth ever so gently grazed the sensitive skin. That's when I knew I was about to cum and released my hand from her head, allowing her to back off, but instead she grabbed my hand and replaced it, hinting that she wanted to swallow what I had to offer.

The thought sent me over the edge, gripping hair again and holding her head as far down as she could handle, feeling her throat clench with each swallow. She released her mouth and looked into my dumbstruck eyes, licking her lips, "now we're both satisfied. Good night, Professor."

I blinked once before storming after her, "goodnight? What you did was highly inappropriate!"

She whipped around and snorted, "oh, and walking into the bathroom to see me naked wasn't? I'm not as stupid as you think. I know you heard me moan your name, as embarrassing as that was." She crossed her arms over her towel covered chest, "Besides, I don't recall you stopping me."

"That does not make it right, Romina!" I took a deep breath and asked, "why... why did you-"

"I've been having a hard time keeping certain thoughts about you out of my head..." She went back to playing with the end of the towel refusing to look at me.

"So, that was not the first time?" She shook her head. "You could have anyone, and you choose to think of me when you are aroused?"

Her face got bright red and I found myself chuckling at her. She glared and said, "it's not funny! Who am I supposed to think about? The immature dumbasses at school? Creep ass Mercer? I can't... I can't get you out of my head! Your intelligence and low growls, your sneers and sarcasm, your long, black hair and thin, yet soft, lips... I just can't! Everything about you-"

Without warning, my lips pushed against hers again as I backed her hard against the hallway wall. Never in my life had a woman described me as a perfect arousal. I could never imagine a woman who thought of me in such a manner as they fingered themselves, much less, a student who went against my every word and challenged me with her attitude, to willingly swallow my cock.

My hands quickly gripped the back of her thighs and lifted her up, wrapping her legs around me. In no time I was harder than before as I rubbed against the exposed sex, towel laying on the floor. Her fingers fumbled with each button of my shirt until she slid it down my shoulders. She was the first to break away from the heated make out and kiss her way to my neck, where she gently bit, making sure to not puncture my skin.

As she pushed my unbuttoned pants to the ground with her thighs, my hands found their way to her breasts. Massaging and pinching her nipples as her moans vibrated against my neck, "Severus, please!"

Her begging was irresistible and her wanton actions could make me do anything she asked, which was dangerous, but I obliged to her needs and pressed the tip into her entrance. She did not seem to want any play. She was so consumed in the desire of me stretching her to her limits. Despite that, I paused to make sure this was what she wanted. Once I was inside, there would be no turning back for either of us. To answer my question, she moved her hips forward with impatience. I laughed softly into her wet hair as I pushed my thick member as deep as she could take me. Any reasonable thought was long gone as her tight walls barely allowed me to pull out.

Just as the tip was at her glistening entrance, I slammed back in, making her head fly back against the wall and moan while her fingers tangled themselves with my hair. The harder she pulled my hair, the harder I pounded her, knowing her back would be bruised from the wall and her nipples sore from the painfully pleasurable playing.

My teeth slightly dug into the sensitive flesh just below her ear, not complaining of her screams in my ear. I could feel myself barely holding back, I needed her to finish as I was not sure how much longer I could hold off, "God, cum for me!"

I paid close attention to her actions when I felt her let go; Eyes tightly shut, nails embedded into the back of my neck, legs tightening, her screaming my name and her walls convulsing around me as they milked out the seed from my pulsating cock.

It took us a bit to regain our breath before I carried her to her bed. I didn't know what was going to happen now, but I didn't want to think about it until morning. I could tell that last orgasm took every ounce of energy as her eyes fluttered shut as soon as her head hit the pillow. With a spell, I cleaned her up, covered her up, and left the room.