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This is a message for me. The bastard is determined to make me take my sweet time getting him off.
So I lick, flick, lap, tap, wrap my lips around his shaft but don’t suck. When my jaw starts to ache, I kiss my way down to his balls and roll them around my mouth.
The professor exhales a long, satisfied breath. Who knew he liked his balls sucked?
But after caressing them in my mouth for what feels like ten minutes, my jaw aches again, so I move onto slow licks up and down the underside of his dick. To stop my tongue from getting cramp, I swirl it around his cockhead.
The professor’s breath quickens, as does my pulse. Whatever I’m doing right now is working. Dr. Xander’s voice muffles behind the roar of the blood racing through my ears.
I’m determined to make Professor Segul cum.
Concentrating my strokes on the stretchy band that connects the foreskin and the cockhead, I lash my tongue.
His hands tighten around my hair, the way a jockey might pull on the reigns of a bolting horse. He wants me to slow down. I just want him to cum. I quicken my pace and lick through the ache, through the strain, through the thrill of how he’ll punish me for disobedience.
Professor Segul is going to climax under my command.
I place a hand on his thigh to steady myself, my core pulsing at how the muscle beneath my palm tightens.
He’s so close, and I’m determined to make him spurt.
“Thank you. I think I have enough information to deliver your lecture,” the professor says, his voice tight.
My pace quickens. Asshole wants to cum in peace, and probably while not staring at another man.
Ha.
Not under my watch.
“Are you sure?” asks Dr. Xander. “You sound stressed.”
I wrap my lips around his glans and take the professor all the way down. Another time, I might bob my head, but I don’t want to bash it on the underside of the desk. Instead, I suck in my cheeks and give his balls a gentle squeeze.
Professor Segul makes a strangled sound in the back of his throat, then disguises it as a cough. Warm fluid hits the back of my throat. I swallow around his spurts and massage his testicles between my fingers.
By the time he stops cumming, my ears are ringing, and my jaw feels like it’s about to unhinge. Professor Segul softens in my mouth, and I pull back.
“Thank you, Professor,” Dr. Xander says as he rises.
“Yes, yes,” he replies, sounding far too relaxed for a man who just listened to a mini lecture on the economics of cryptocurrencies. “Don’t forget you owe me.”
“Of course.” The other man’s footsteps echo toward the door. “I’ll send Professor Eckhart your regards.”
Professor Segul only grunts.
The door creaks open, but the professor doesn’t move until it clicks shut. He wheels back his desk chair and stares at me with his brows raised.
“You ruined my plan,” he says.
“Which was?” I ask, sounding innocent.
“I wanted you to swallow after he’d left.”
“Sorry,” I say, sounding anything but.
His lips quirk. “Would you like me to return the favor?”
Arousal shoots straight to my clit, and I picture him on his knees eating my pussy while I mess up his perfect hair. I shake off that thought. Professor Segul gets on his knees for no woman.
