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I leaned into his soft touch, not wanting it to end.
But he pulled away and stalked out of the galley without a word.
Professor Reid prowled closer, his eyes locked on mine. They were ablaze with desire dancing in the depths of his irises. Without hesitation, he tilted my chin up and nuzzled the same place that the detective had before pressing his lips to mine in a demanding kiss. He forced his tongue into my mouth and slid his hand down to my arse, gripping tight and rubbing his hard cock against my belly.
“I won’t accept no from you,” he murmured against my mouth. “This time I’m going to feast on your pussy.”
“Keep dreaming.” My rejection sounded a lot harsher than it was. As much as I hated him, I wasn’t going to fight him if he wanted to fuck me again.
He dropped his shoulder the same way a rugby player does to charge forward. But he didn’t knock me off my feet. Instead, he gripped my thighs and hauled me over his shoulder effortlessly. I squeaked and aimed for his kidneys when I punched his back. “Angel,” he barked. “Bedroom.”
“Stateroom,” I muttered, trying to twist out of his grip.
“I don’t give a fuck what it’s called, kitten. All I know is that you’re going to suck my cock, and I’m going to lick your pussy until you’re screaming around Flynn’s dick.”
My cunt clenched and I bit back a moan. “And if I want you to fuck me instead of Flynn?”
He chuckled darkly. “I could get on board with that. Maybe I’ll take both of you. Abuse your holes until you’re dripping with my cum.”
I stilled, my whole body lighting up like a firework. I needed him to do exactly that. Hard and fast, deep and all-consuming. ButIwanted it. Not Flynn. It wasn’t because I was jealous or didn’t want him to experience the same high. I wanted him taken care of for his first time. I wanted it to be good for him, without any hint of pain, because while I loved the bite of a pinch or a slap and the sting of the professor’s cock jamming inside my ill-prepared hole, he might not.
“Be gentle with Flynn. Don’t hurt him.”
The professor stopped at the bottom of the stairs, letting me slide down his hard body until my feet were on the last step. I barely cleared his shoulder with heels on. Without them, I was below his armpit. But he stepped down onto the floor and pulled me tight to him, his face a mask of seriousness. “I like to fuck, kitten. I’ll hurt you because you like it.” He pressed his erection into my belly, grinding on me. It set off another chain reaction, my nipples hardening and my cunt throbbing, my juices drenching my panties. “Mmm, I can smell how much you want it again. Our little slut.”
I was panting like a bitch on heat, desperate for him.
He licked my cheek, gripping my arse in his big hands and lifting me effortlessly. Bulging biceps and six pack abs, and I was jelly. But that dick. Good lord in heaven above. It was instinct that drove me to wrap my legs around his waist, desperation to have his cock inside whatever hole he chose. The man, his personality, I could take or leave. But that body, that cock? I wanted them. And I was a shameless slut about it.
“But I know when to be gentle. And I will be with him. Our angel needs it tender.” He paused as I took him in, eyes serious and no hint of sarcasm in his tone. “How experienced is he? I sensed—”
“Fuck me. Now,” I ordered through gritted teeth, changing the subject before he could finish his question. It wasn’t my place to answer his question, and I’d never breach Flynn’s trust like that.
“Right here?”
We were in the loungeroom. But as much as I wanted him to get on with it, I needed to be behind closed doors. I needed Flynn right there with me.
The door to my stateroom opened, and Flynn leaned up against the doorframe. “You coming?”
“No, that’s the problem,” I complained.
Professor Reid smirked, his eyes containing a promise to fulfill every one of my wicked fantasies, and he stalked to Flynn, leaning down to brush his lips with the barest whisper of a kiss. My man’s eyes fluttered closed, and he chased the professor’s lips as he pulled back. Walking backward into my stateroom, Professor Reid focussedon me and raised his eyebrows in question. Dashing across the room, I slipped past Flynn into my stateroom and practically skidded to a stop at the professor’s feet.
“Lock the door, angel,” the professor ordered, his voice a deep rasp. It was the same sex voice he’d spoke in yesterday, the same one with which I’d heard him whisper to Detective Fraser. I locked gazes with Professor Reid, licking my lips and shifting my weight to get some friction against my needy clit.
Flynn came to stand behind me, his hands caressing my bare belly. He dropped a line of kisses on the side of my neck, the professor’s gaze locked on the point he touched. Flynn licked the sensitive spot below my ear, his tongue teasing a line up my sensitive skin before he nipped my lobe. “Want you naked,” Flynn moaned. The loose linen of his lounge pants did nothing to prevent his monster erection from pressing into me.
Professor Reid reached for the hem of my crop jumper, edging it up off my body. He dropped it unceremoniously onto the timber floor of my stateroom and growled his approval at my bra. It was white and completely sheer except for the underwire and embroidered lace that ran along the edge of the plunging neckline. It was sexy, showing enough skin through the material to make my guys’ mouths water, but at the same time, it teased them with a layer of clothing between us.
My shorts went next, falling straight off my hips as Flynn popped the button and unzipped them. The matching panty set was just as see-through and absolutely soaking wet.
“Leave those on,” the professor ordered when I hooked my fingers in the elastic waist of my panties.
“These?” I fingered the scalloped edge of my thigh-high stockings before running my nails up the insides of my thighs. Gooseflesh broke out on my skin, and I moaned at the mere whisper of a breeze against my swollen clit. I knew looked pure and innocent in my underwear. I was anything but.
And I’d be nice and dirty before the afternoon was through.
The professor reached for my bra straps, and Flynn flicked the open the clasp on the back. The soft material fluttered to the floor, leaving me mostly naked and very needy.
