I tremble as Professor Segul’s massive dick opens me up with an incredible stretch. There’s so much of him that I’m not sure I can take it all.
“F-fuck!” I make a choking sound in the back of my throat. “You’re huge.”
“Easy now,” he says. “We’ll make it work.”
He presses soft kisses over my jaw and down my neck. “Breathe, Phoenix. I’ll take care of you. I’ll soften you up and make it fit.”
The sound of my name on his lips makes the backs of my eyes sting again. He’s surprisingly gentle considering he promised to fuck me with disrespect.
I inhale deeply, trying to make my muscles relax.
“You’re doing so well.” His deep voice sets my nerves aflame, but it’s nothing compared to how his cockhead pushes into me.
I flutter around his girth, adjusting to a pleasure so intense that it borders on pain. His heart pounds against my chest as he enters me, inch by delicious inch.
When he fills me to the hilt, I groan.
The arm wrapped around my lower back tightens. It’s like he never wants to let me go. “You feel so good,” he murmurs into my ear. “I want to stay inside you like this forever.”
Professor Segul’s eyes meet mine for several heartbeats as I clench around him. I’m panting so hard through my nostrils that I swear I’ve left condensation on his shoulder. At this angle, it feels like my organs have to rearrange around his huge shaft.
When my breathing calms, I nod for him to continue.
“What’s your safe word?” he asks.
“Red.”
“And if you need me to slow down?”
“Amber,” I reply. “Why?”
Professor Segul pulls back his hips, and I almost want to protest before he thrusts hard with a jolt of pleasure that makes me see fireworks.
I yell. “Fuck—”
He clamps a hand around my mouth.
My muscles seize around him, and all I can do is cling onto his shoulders while he fucks me against this fence post. He takes me hard and slow with a rhythmic thrust to his hips that makes every pleasure center on my body feel like it’s been dialed up to eleven.
His hot breath fills my ear as he pounds into me, and I keen and cry for more.
“Fuck,” he growls. “So hot and wet and tight. No matter what the Bestlassons say, I will never give you up.”
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I hope this is a promise for the future. I’m breathing hard, processing the rush of sensations coursing through my body. The more I whimper the quicker Professor Segul’s pace becomes, until it’s so fast and merciless that my mouth opens into a silent scream.
The distant traffic mingles with the sound of the sea, and I hear the snap, crackle, and pop of the fire through our combined gasping.
Somewhere on the edge of my awareness, I imagine the opening of a sash window, followed by footsteps. The thought of someone catching us against the fence takes my pleasure to a dangerous precipice.
A familiar pressure builds up inside my core, and I’m so close to orgasm that my legs start trembling.
Professor Segul slows his thrusts and wraps a hand around my throat.
“Do you want to cum?” he says, his voice low with lust.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Then you’ll work for it.”