“Wringing wet.”
“Fuck.”
“You’re going to cum for me once more,” he says, his thumb pressing hard on my clit. “Here, in this alley in broad daylight with the police around the corner and dozens of windows overlooking you exposing that sweet ass.”
“Oh, shit.”
“Phoenix,” he growls. “Now!”
His thumb presses down on my clit, sending an explosion of pleasure up my belly, down my legs, and across every nerve.
The muscles of my pussy spasm around his thick fingers, each contraction so powerful that they border on pain.
My vision goes black, and the entire world tilts with the force of my climax. I stumble forward, my arms splaying out to catch me before I fall, but Professor Segul pulls me upright.
“I’ve got you,” he murmurs, his voice the only thing keeping me tethered to the world as my body convulses with an orgasm that should have its own Richter Scale. “You’re always safe with me.”
His words send my soul into a state of deep relaxation that pushes away thoughts of abductions, forced marriages, and murder.
Professor Segul leans my back against the concrete post and asks, “Ready for one more round?”
“Always,” I gurgle, my body limp.
“Eyes on me.”
I lift my gaze to meet his eyes.
All traces of tension are gone, leaving only warmth. My heart soars at the confirmation that I’ve distracted him from his troubles… at least for a few moments.
“Wrap your arms around my neck.”
I cling onto professor Segul’s shoulders, holding him so tight that our chests press together and that our rapid heartbeats become one.
He wraps an arm around my back and lifts my left leg, so I’m balancing on my right, and wraps it around his waist.
His cockhead rubs against my over-sensitized clit before lining up with my entrance.
Excitement surges across my nerves, lighting me up like fireworks.
“No matter what you hear about me, I have no regrets,” he says, his voice harder than steel. “Do you understand that, Phoenix?”
The intensity in his gaze makes my heart flip.
It almost sounds like he’s about to die.
I swallow hard and study his features, but all I find there is affection.
“What are you talking about—”
He cuts off my question with a hard thrust that has me seeing double.
Oh, fuck. This is what he meant when he talked about fucking me with disrespect.
“S-so big,” I say, my voice choked.
“You’ll take what I give you like a good little slut,” he says with a hard thrust. “Want to know why?”
“Why?”