Professor Cline: Redeemed (Professor #2)

"Lay down on your back," I commanded. "Head on the pillow."

She smiled at me and did as she was told.

I crawled onto the bed, stopped at her feet and pulled each heel off, tossing them to the floor. I knew a lot of men liked to fuck with heels on, but it was honestly a nuisance.

Running my hands up her legs, I gripped her panties and pulled them down slowly, exposing her pussy which was begging for my mouth. I kissed her skin, starting from the ankle and making my way all the way to the apex of her thigh. I knew she was aroused by the wetness of her panties, but being this close, I could smell it. It smelled so fucking good, it was intoxicating.

As I moved in closer, she spread her legs wider and I looked up to see her watching me.

"Do you want me to make you come?"

She bit her lip and nodded.

Without another word or thought, I leaned down and ran my tongue up her pussy and over her clit, causing a moan to escape her lips. I sucked her clit and flicked my tongue over and over again until she was writhing, begging for release.

She gripped my hair and pulled me closer as her hips started to lift with every move of my tongue, and I knew she was close.

Reaching up, I squeezed her tits and pinched at her nipples until I felt the pulsating of her pussy. Then I sucked on her clit one last time, causing her to yell out in release while pulling my head closer.

"Oh, my God. So good. So good," she breathed.

"I'm not done yet," I stated as I leaned over her to my bedside table and grabbed a condom from the drawer. I rolled it on and captured her lips with mine, sharing the flavor of her pussy. She sucked on my lips, savoring it all.

"I'm going to fuck you now, princess. Lift your arms and hold on to the bed."

Pushing myself up to my knees, I grabbed my dick and rubbed it over her entrance, getting it wet with her juices. Then I thrust into her, making her yell out.

Fuck, she feels so good. Her pussy was so tight around my dick I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to give it up.

Grabbing one of her legs, I lifted it to rest on my shoulder and straddled the other one. This position caused my dick to go deeper, and by the sounds of her groaning, it was.

"Oh, fuck," she groaned, clenching her eyes shut.

I slowed my thrusts and placed my thumb on her pussy, adding slight pressure.

"Are you ready to come again?"

I started thrusting faster and she moaned her response. "Yes."

Leaning forward slightly, I thrust into her harder as I rubbed circles over her clit. She yelled out to God and let go of the bed to grip on my shoulders.

"Oh, God. Oh, God! So deep, so deep."

I could feel my balls tighten the harder I pounded, which only made me do it even harder. I was so close, but I wouldn't come again until she did.

"Fuck, your pussy is so tight around my cock," I groaned as I slowed my pace. I couldn't keep it up if I was going to let her come first.

Sweat was dripping down my chest, and I could see the perspiration building on her forehead.

"Let me ride you," she blurted out and pushed at my shoulders. "Please, let me ride you and get you off."

I stared down at her and contemplated my next move. It was something I'd never done. I'd never relinquished that much control. I knew it was just a sexual position, but the thought caused my anxiety to build.

I could tell by the look on her face that she saw my reluctance.

She frowned and shook her head. "Never mind, that was stupid. I shouldn't have asked." She raised her hands and covered her face. "I've completely ruined the mood now, haven't I?"

I moved her hands away from her face and slowly pushed into her.

"You couldn't do anything to kill this mood, princess."

I pulled out of her slowly and pushed my anxiety aside. I knew there was no reason for me to feel this way. She'd already seen my scars, but the habits I'd held onto for so long were hard to break. I knew it would be that way with everything, and I just had to take it one step at a time.

I dropped her leg and pulled away from her to lie down in the middle of the bed, resting my head on the pillow, close to hers.

"I'm all yours." I smiled at her.

She smiled in return and lifted herself up to straddle me. She wasted no time dropping down on my dick, and I grabbed onto her hips as she started to rock forward.

I was in awe of the beauty before me.

Her auburn hair fell down her back as she tilted her head and groaned. She was a fucking goddess. A light I shouldn't want, but fucking hell, I was going to keep her no matter how fucked-up I was inside.

Looking down at me, she perked her lips into a devious smile, her innocence stripped away and replaced with something else, something darker.

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