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“Again,” she says through panting breaths.
Could I get hard another time this evening?
With Phoenix as my inspiration, the answer would be yes.
ChapterFourteen
PHOENIX
My jaw hangs slack, and I’m lying backward at a peculiar angle with all the blood rushing back to my head.
I have never climaxed so hard.
Scratch that.
I’ve never had an orgasm so intense or one that has lasted so long. Professor Segul’s tongue traces lazy circles over my clit, making the sensations last and last, while the finger inside me rubs the same spot over and over, making me jerk and spasm at his command.
Does he want to kill me with pleasure?
After another orgasm, it becomes clear that the answer is yes. Professor Segul doesn’t need instruments of murder when he has his fingers and tongue.
“Please.” The word bursts from my lips. “No more.”
He makes a satisfied rumble that sounds more like a growl. “You’ll take what I give you.”
Rapture builds deep inside my core, and my nerves tingle the way the sinuses do when I’m on the verge of sneezing.
“Oh,” I say through panting breaths. “But I can’t orgasm on command.”
“You’ll be a good girl and give me one more,” he mumbles from around my clit. “But this time, I want you to squirt.”
He’s insane if he thinks he can just tell a woman’s body how to act and expect the impossible, but a surge of pleasure cuts me off from voicing that fact.
His fingers pick up speed as they torment that spot inside me that ignites fireworks across my pelvis.
Oh, shit. It’s happening again.
I jerk within my restraints, not knowing if I want to crawl away from his touch or demand more.
“That’s it,” he rumbles. “You’re doing so well.”
My heart swells at the praise.
Professor Segul works me with his fingers until the number of lightbulbs recessed into the ceiling doubles, and stars dance on the edge of my vision.
My breath quickens, and sweat breaks out across my skin.
The bloody bastard is somehow coaxing my body to climax at his command.
“No.” I whisper it because I don’t want him to stop.
The pulse behind my clit pounds hard enough to make my legs tremble. Professor Segul’s breath fans over every inch of my skin like caresses.
I’m hot, tingling—a raw nerve.
Pleasure expands, and my eyes roll toward the back of my head. My entire world condenses down to the tongue tormenting my clit and the finger cajoling my pussy.
The sensations grow and grow and grow but he doesn’t stop, then the orgasm hits me like a tsunami, and I inhale a noisy gasp.
