CHAPTER 4
CHLOE
I drop instantly, skirt flaring. My fingers shake with excitement as I unzip him. His c**k springs free, thick, veined, already hard. A perfect upward curve, flushed deep red.
I lick from balls to tip, slow and wet, then swallow him down. He groans above me, hand sliding into my hair.
“Good girl. All the way.”
I take him to the root, nose pressed to his trimmed hair, throat fluttering. Drool spills over my chin as I bob, cheeks hollow, moaning around his shaft. The vibrations make him twitch.
“f**k, just like that,” he growls. “Knew this mouth was made for c**k the first day you walked in.”
I pull off with a gasp, strings of spit connecting us. “Please, Professor, I need you inside me.”
He lifts me by the arms, spins me, bends me over the desk. My skirt flips up, th
