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“Yes, please. Please, Sir.”
He swats my pussy. “It’s Professor.”
“Yes,Professor.Punish me, teach me, everything,” I beg.
Adrian trails bites and kisses along my inner thigh with a growl. “You’re coming over Thursday nights from now on, so I can mark you up before you go out. And you’re never going to another frat party again if you want me to keep eating your pussy.”
I peek down. “House parties?”
“Drink your own fucking drinks, Emily,” he snarls. “If you put it down, it’s gone. If you turn your back on it, it might as well be poison.”
I gulp. “Yes, Professor.”
“We’re going to make sure you understand this lesson. You’re going to repeat exactly what I said until you come,” he snaps.
I do. I obey without question as he eats me out, his tongue flicking over my clit as he teases my entrance with his fingers, bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm.
“I want to hear them,” he grumbles against my skin, and I speak up.
“Drink my own drinks,” I chant as my fingers tighten, my thighs shake.
“If I put it down, it’s go—” I can’t finish my words as my pussy spasms, my core tightens, and I lose myself on this high as my orgasm rakes through me.
His pace slows as I twitch with every stroke of his tongue.
He clears his throat and I finish my sentence. “It’s gone. If I turn my back, it might as well be pois—” he sucks on my sensitive clit as his fingers thrust inside me.
His tongue lowers, replacing his fingers, and my back arches slightly, feeling my orgasm build up quicker than before.
My words come out quick. “Bring my own drinks. If I put it down, it’s gone. If I stop looking… Oh, my God, Adrian!” I scream when I come, digging my nails into my thighs as he thrusts his tongue deep inside me and flicks it. But Adrian doesn’t stop. It’s like he’s convinced he can make me obey if he breaks my brain.
He keeps feasting on me until I come again, then he uses his fingers while kissing up my belly, over my breasts, sucking my nipples, enjoying me until he undoes his pants and climbs on top of me.
“That’s right. Another rule,” he decides, flipping me over and pressing his firm hand between my shoulder blades. “Drink water between everybeeryou have.”
“But I normally do shots,” I argue.
“Do you want my cock?” he snarls and rubs it over my pussy, teasing me with it over and over until I nearly sob. “Yes! I want your cock, I want you, I want it!”
“Then repeat this promise.”
“Water between beers. Water between beers, please, Professor!”
He slams into me, still holding me down, making me unable to move. I watch his body flex and roll in the mirror across from his bed. I love seeing every bit of his muscle tighten as he fucksme. His face is intense, eyes searing hot, jaw tight as he hisses between his teeth.
“You can be a brat, but you don’t get to be unsafe,” he grits. “Not when you’re so damn important to me. Beer until you’re twenty-one, then we’ll talk.”
I moan, but the hand on my back slides into my hair and he pulls me up and rolls back until I’m riding him reverse cowgirl style. “Say it.”
“I’ll be safe. I will, only beer and water,” I promise.
He collars my throat with his hand and jerks me back to kiss me again, hungrily, deeply. His pace hardens as my pussy tightens around his cock. My mind’s a haze and I can’t even think as he plows on.
He moves me on my back, straddles my chest, then pushes my breasts around his cock. “Lick it until I come.”
He thrusts, his cock coated in my juices as I tilt my head, licking and sucking the tip of his cock as he pushes my tits around his thick length.
He shudders, pulls back, then comes between my breasts, over my neck, over my necklace, and along my chin. We pant together as he moves off me and stares at his ceiling.
