The Professor's Pet_The Office Hours Series

by Riley Love

  But I couldn’t. Normally I would have, with any other one or two night stand, I would have treated her like a piece of meat.

  But not Sabrina. Fuck, no, not with my sweet little thing.

  She twisted under my hands and mouth, thrashing slowly as I moved towards her skirt. I hooked my fingers in the waistband, slid it down over the gentle swell of her hips, and had her almost naked for me.

  “This doesn’t seem fair,” she said, looking up at me, her eyes glittering with unmasked lust. “I want to see you.”

  “You will,” I said, “but first I want to taste this sweet pussy of yours.”

  I jerked at her black lace panties and tore them from her, lifted them to my nose and inhaled her scent. She was delicious, sweet and tangy, her natural perfume triggered some primal center in my brain and an almost electric jolt of desire shot through my, from the base of my balls to the back of my neck.

  She yelped, a wonderful little sound of excitement and surprise. “Open yourself for me, sweet girl,” I said and dropped to my knees in front of her.

  She began to spread her thighs, but I was impatient. I grasped one in each hand and pushed them wide, exposing her perfect pink cunt for me to admire.

  She squirmed and seemed bashful all of a sudden, looking down and avoiding eye contact, a pink bloom of embarrassment rising on her cheeks.

  “Don’t look away,” I told her, “look at me. You are beautiful, all of you, and I want you to know it.”

  “I’ve never had anyone…look at me…down there…like that…”

  “Like he wants to devour your pussy? Like he’s starving and you’re the most delicious little morsel he’s ever fucking seen? Because that’s what’s happening, Sabrina, and you are the most delicious woman I’ve ever seen.”

  “But you’ve been with so many,” she said in the smallest little voice, “probably so many beautiful women.”

  “Nobody like you,” I said in a hoarse whisper, “nobody even close to you.”

  “This feels so strange, Adam, I want to do bad things with you but I want you to like me, to respect me.”

  “I can respect you when you’re riding my cock, sweet girl,” I chuckled and looked up at her. “Now I want you to watch me while I suck your clit and fuck your pussy with my fingers.”

  Her eyes moved up to find mine and I conveyed my intent through the seriousness of my gaze. I locked her on me and dipped down to drink her sweet nectar for the first time.

  I broke eye contact when I spread her delicate pink lips and exposed her beautiful pussy. I ran my tongue along her soaking wet slit and drank her at last, and it was as perfect as I’d anticipated.

  “Fuck you’re delicious,” I groaned and sucked on her little button clit, a wet smacking sound filling the room as I worked her sensitive nub.

  I spread her entrance and slid two fingers inside of her, feeling the heat of her slick cunt clench around me. I began to fuck her slowly, matching rhythm with my tongue on her clit, endless and relentless until her entire body began to writhe and twist against me.

  But she couldn’t escape, there was nowhere for her to go. She was pinned on the sofa and as much as she moved, she didn’t want to get away…she couldn’t get away, her body wouldn’t let her escape this level of pleasure.

  “Ohhhh, Adam,” she moaned and I felt her fingers run through my hair and take hold of my head. “Oh, Professor Richards, this feels so good…so fucking good.”

  I was encouraged by her words and pushed harder, speeding up my tongue and fingers until her hips bucked against me and she strained under my touch.

  Her orgasm happened all at once, it was explosive and seemed to travel from head to toe and all points in between. Her pussy trembled and shuddered around my fingers, and I lapped at her squirting juices until they flowed down my chin like a ripe peach.

  Fuck, she was incredible. Her taste, her scent, the sounds she made…everything about her…she was perfect, and as of that moment on, she was mine.

  My body decided it and my heart and soul agreed one hundred percent.

  She would become my pet, my princess, my beautiful sweet girl.

  Sabrina

  I felt like I was dying, my body had never felt like this before and I wasn’t sure it was normal.

  Was it natural to feel like this? Like my soul was fleeing my physical form on a tidal wave of bliss…was this how it normally felt?

  I wasn’t exactly pure, but I also wasn’t exactly overly experienced. And my god, I’d never had somebody make my body feel like this, it was like he knew me, knew every cell and how to play them like a finely tuned instrument.

  When I came I felt as if I was going to pass out, my orgasm threatened to overwhelm me.

  All I could do was focus on Adam as he worked me hard into places I’d never been before. His face was magnificent, like a Greek god carved in marble and built for one thing only, to make me feel like I’d never felt before.

  I was almost embarrassed by how completely uncontrollable my orgasm really was, it felt like something in nature, unstoppable and exactly how it was supposed to be.

  As my body eased off the intense sensations flowing through me, I relaxed and released my grip on his hair.

  I fell back against the sofa as limp as a wet towel, boneless and filled to the brim with absolute joy.

  Adam slid his fingers out of me and moved up, kissing my thigh, my hip, my abdomen and all the way up to my neck and finally my mouth.

  His breath was hot and almost desperate when he kissed me. I pulled away at first, not used to tasting myself, but he held my head and said, “Let me kiss you, taste yourself, sweet girl. You’re delicious, and there’s no shame in this.”

  I relaxed and felt his lips hit mine, crushing my mouth with his and flooding my tongue with my flavor. He was right, it was so sexy knowing he’d just been down there, exploring and tantalizing me and was now enticing me into previously unexplored territory.

  We kissed for a while and I once again felt the urge to have him join me by taking his clothes off, I needed to see his body.

  I started to tug at his shirt, he got the hint and helped me unbutton it, one at a time, until his chest was exposed and I could slide my hands all over it. I marveled at how broad and hard his pecs were, and I slipped the rest of his shirt off his shoulders and he was shirtless at last.

  “Hang on,” he said and stood in front of me, pulled off his pants and was completely naked at last. His cock stood up, proud and thick, and so long. It was almost intimidating, had it been attached to any other man, I would have run the other way. But on Adam, I saw it as a challenge…part of him and therefore made for me.

  He was made for me, just for me, as my body was made for him.

  I reached for his thick shaft and he followed my hands willingly, standing with his feet wide apart to brace himself.

  I had never seen a cock as big as his, and up close it looked positively monstrous. I gulped and wrapped my slender fingers around it, opened my mouth wide and took him into my mouth.

  He groaned the moment my tongue wrapped around the head of his cock, licking the slick precum I found there, then moving around the ridge and down his shaft.

  His hands found my hair and he wrapped his fingers in it, tangling them, holding my head steady as I began so suck him slowly.

  “Sabrina,” he growled and I managed to reach half way down the shaft before I couldn’t take any more, I almost gagged but I forced my throat to relax and I closed my eyes.

  “No, look at me,” he commanded and I felt a shiver travel up my spine at the force of his words. I snapped my eyelids up and let my eyes travel up the landscape of his body until we locked onto each other.

  It was hot, a fiery pleasure shot through me at the intimacy we were sharing. Our eye contact, the way he fucked my mouth, it was all just so fucking sexy I felt my pussy heat up in response.

  I reached up and cupped his balls as he thrust forward, he exhaled a low groan and I felt them tighten in my ha
nd as he moved faster in and out of my mouth.

  His thighs quivered and his fingers tightened their grip and I knew he was about to shoot his hot load down the back of my throat.

  I moaned as his cock pulsed and I felt him explode in my mouth, deep down past my tonsils. I drank him down and took in every last drop of my Adam, my professor, my love.

  I expected his cock to soften in my mouth the moment he came, but it didn’t. He stayed hard and stiff, still ready to go even though he’d just drained himself deep in my mouth.

  He slid out and looked down at me, his face a mask of something I wasn’t expecting.

  Love. I was sure I saw love in his eyes. Love to match my own growing feelings, love to blend with my own and transform into something bigger than either of us expected or understood.

  “That was…fuck, Sabrina, I need more.”

  I looked at his massive cock, still rock hard and ready to go, and smiled. “I can see that.”

  “Not here though,” he said and reached down, took me in his arms and picked me up. “I keep forgetting about your head injury. Are you feeling okay?”

  He scanned my face, his worry apparent and touching. It made my heart warm with the knowledge that he was caring for me.

  “I feel better than fine, I would tell you if I felt sick.”

  “I don’t want to push you beyond your limits.”

  “I wish you would. But not tonight, there will be time for you to find my limits and push me even harder. I’ll count on it, but tonight we can take it slow.”

  “I want to make love to you, sweet girl,” he told me, “there will be plenty of time for fucking in the future.”

  The fact that he mentioned a future sent a little shiver of delight down my spine and I wrapped my arms around his neck, hanging on as we moved towards his bedroom and the future.

  Adam

  She was so delicate in my arms, her naked body pressed against mine, utterly dependent on me to care for her, to love her.

  My hands were almost shaking as I carried her to my bedroom at last. Even though I’d only known her a day, it felt like I’d been waiting for her forever. She was the piece of the puzzle that would fill the hole in my life.

  “You’re amazing,” she said, looking up at me as if shy again. “This is all so overwhelming, but it feels so right.”

  I pulled my blankets back and laid her down on my bed, kissed her and said, “You are amazing, sweet girl. And I know, it feels so perfect.”

  She sighed and stretched out, put her hands above her head and smiled. “You make me feel perfect, that’s the craziest part of all this.”

  I leaned down and kissed her mouth, moved down to her breasts and nipples, her perfect, rose colored, pebbled nipples. Even they made me hot and horny, everything about her did it for me.

  Her little hands pulled at me, demanding and forceful. “Please,” she exhaled in desperation. “I need you…”

  I wanted to plunge into her, drive my hard cock deep inside of her, but that little hint of desperation in her voice did something to me.

  I wanted to make her beg for it, to need me as much as I needed her.

  “What do you want from me, sweet girl?” I demanded and straddled her body, resting my cock on her quivering abdomen.

  I leaned down and pinned her arms over her head and repeated myself. “Tell me what you want.”

  A bright blush bloomed on her cheeks and she was quiet for a moment before I could see her gather her courage to respond. “I want you.”

  “You want me to what?” I emphasized my command by thrusting ahead slightly, sliding my cock across her stomach.

  She gasped and bit her lower lip, looking down at it. “I want you to…you know…”

  “I don’t know. Tell me. Tell me what you want.”

  “I want you to…fuck me…”

  “Fuck you with what? Say the words, my pet, tell me.”

  “With your…penis…”

  “Look at me, gorgeous. Look me in the eyes and tell me you want my cock. You need my cock. You’ll fucking die without my cock buried deep inside of you.”

  Her eyes flitted up to mine, uncertainty hovered behind them, making her seem so deliciously vulnerable. I smiled to encourage her and slid my cock back, letting it rest gently on the mound of her pussy.

  She sighed and licked her lips, glanced down and tilted her hips. Finally she locked her gaze on mine, determination ruling her mind. “I want you to fuck me, to shove that big fat dick inside of me and make me squeal, Adam. Professor. I need you to fuck me, to fill my pussy and flood it with your hot cum. I will die if I don’t get you inside of me, Adam. I will die without you.”

  I smiled and dipped down to kiss the tip of her nose. I held onto her wrists and pulled her hand down on either side of her. “Well I would want that to happen, would I?”

  I positioned myself at her entrance, slid the head of my cock up and down her slit and finally pushed forward. I felt her velvety cunt lips parting at my insistent rod, finally stretching wide and giving way for me to enter my beautiful little pet at last.

  “Oh Sabrina,” I growled as I shoved the length of myself inside of her. “Fuck, your cunt is like a glove, like it was made for me.”

  Her pussy twitched and clenched around me, almost pulling me deeper as if it was greedy for my shaft. “It feels so good.” She exhaled as she spoke, so delicate and so god damned sexy.

  It was hot and tight in her cunt, and I felt as if I’d died and gone to heaven.

  I could have died right then and I would have died a happy man whose life was complete.

  I withdrew and each agonizing inch I pulled out of her screamed to return to the heat of her body.

  “I need…” she moaned and dug at me with her fingernails. “I need you…”

  “Tell me exactly what you want, sweet girl,” I rasped, making myself suffer as much as she was. But it was an exquisite hurt, sensational and full of pleasure as well as overwhelming need to slide back inside of her.

  But we would wait until she said the words. It was up to her, her training had begun.

  “Please,” she begged me, looking up into my eyes, pleading with her gaze and her words.

  “Please, what?”

  “Please fuck me. Fuck me hard. Please, Professor, fuck my pussy, it belongs to you.”

  Her words sent me over the edge of sanity and all that I could see in the world was her. She was the only thing that existed, and her pleasure meant more to me than my own.

  I slammed back inside her velvet heat, her breasts bounced with the impact and it drove me even crazier than before.

  “You are mine,” I growled, barely recognizing the savage voice that burst from my throat. “You will be mine from now on, my pet, I own you.”

  “I belong to you. All of me. Everything you want…oh god, Adam, I’m yours.”

  I thrust in and out, each time I pistoned into her pussy was like finding a little slice of heaven all over again. I wanted her, and I had her, and nothing would ever be the same again.

  I palmed her breasts with one hand, pinched her pebbled nipple and reveled in the look of pure joy that shone from her face as she looked up at me.

  I felt my balls tighten and I was ready to explode, filling her sweet cunt with my hot load.

  “Come for me, my pet,” I grunted and thrust one last time. I held still and felt her cunt tighten and spasm around me, milking me, draining my balls. “Come on my dick, milk my cum, take my seed.”

  “Fill me up, Professor,” she purred and her body clenched, dragging me into her even deeper.

  As I exploded, I saw her lips part and her eyelids half close with bliss. She exhaled and moaned, cried out my name and dug her fingernails into my hips, clinging from me, hanging from me, driving me inside.

  “Ah, fuck, pet,” I exclaimed and emptied myself in her beautiful body. Her pussy was hungry for me, eagerly drinking every drop I had.

  I collapsed on top of her, rolled to the side and pulled h
er with me. She snuggled into my arms and I held her close, letting the afterglow of our love making wash over us, warming us and promising a great big future for both of us.

  Sabrina

  I woke up some time in the middle of the night, Adam’s arm curled around me and my head resting on his muscled chest.

  I was in heaven, I was convinced I must have broken my head open during that humiliating fall down the stairs in his lecture hall and had died. Not of embarrassment, but actual death. The kind of death that led to something like this, me finding myself in actual heaven.

  Heaven, it turned out, was being naked in Adam’s arms, our bodies sweaty and entwined, our love growing and becoming something unexpected.

  He moved his head and snorted, then began to snore lightly and I realized it was reality after all. I couldn’t believe it, here I was in his bed, in his life.

  I managed to pry myself away from his arms without waking him up and snuck off to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, rubbed the bluish bruise that had formed on my forehead, and splashed some cold water on my face.

  I had to pee, so I finished as quickly as possible and tip toed back to Adam’s bed, but not before taking a quick look at the view overlooking the city lights.

  It was so beautiful here, so peaceful this high above it all. I could see cars moving in the streets below and wondered who was out in the middle of the night. I supposed not everyone could be as lucky as me, in the arms of their lover. Their love.

  “Is everything okay?” Adam asked as I snuggled back into the crook of his arm. His sleepy voice was adorable and utterly sexy.

  “Had to use the bathroom,” I replied and curled up next to him.

  “Mmmmm you smell like hand soap,” he said, “sexy.”

  “What can I say, I like to keep clean,” I giggled and ran my cold hand down the front of him, across his abdomen and lower to where he was hard and ready.

  “Then it’s time to get you dirty, my pet,” he said, his voice losing the sleepy edge to it.