Chapter 3: I Suck My Professor’s c**k Under His Desk During a Zoom Meeting Then Get f****d Raw and Filled on Top of It
The lock clicks. The sound shoots straight to my core. Professor Kane turns slowly, eyes locked on me with that same dark hunger from last night — only now it’s laced with raw authority. He’s my professor. I’m his student. The taboo of it makes my p***y throb so hard I have to press my thighs together.
“On your knees, sweetheart,” he commands, voice low and firm as he moves behind his big wooden desk. “Under the desk. Now. I have a faculty Zoom meeting in two minutes, and you’re going to keep my c**k warm the entire time like a good girl.”
My heartbeat explodes. This is insane. He’s my professor. Anyone could find out. But the forbidden thrill has me dripping as I crawl
