On My Professor's Bed (Xee Write) novel Chapter 64

On my professor’s Bed.

Chapter 64.

Author's Pov.

Elena stared at Dante unable to say a word. His words replayed in her head and she liked how he affirmed that she owned him.

“You will not just stare at me sunshine, you will make love to me, and I will fuck you however you wish! I will make sure your legs quiver in all ways!”

Elena’s pussy tingled and shamelessly she walked her legs to Dante. Her hands grabbed his collar, she stood on her toes and dragged him down, slamming her lips against his.

Dante’s hand gripped her ass rushing the kiss, he carried her up and placed her on his torso. Not breaking the kisses.

Elena wrapped her hands around his neck, kissing and licking his lower lips while he held onto her ass, pressing it fiercely and walking them to the bathroom.

As soon as Dante got to the bathroom, he placed her on the flower and pulled out of the kiss.

His eyes held hers and he reached for his already buttoned shirt pulling it away, his muscle stretching and cracking from how flexible he moved it.

Elena’s eyes fell off his eyes and dropped on his body, staring around his body like it was her first time seeing him this hot.

She took her hands to his chest, her eyes hovering over it while she ran her hands through his chest, admiring the tattoo that spread vastly from his chest and extended to his right hand framing it all completely.

“You like the tattoo don't you?” his voice came out as raspy as ever and they directed her eyes up to his.

She allowed her eyes to search his, then gulped down the lumps in her throat before replying in a slow whisper.

“No daddy…. I love every thing about you.”

“Fuck!” Dante sneaked his hand behind her and slammed her against himself, dropping a spank on her ass.

“Mmmmm…” a low whisper escaped her lips and she bit softly on it, trailing her hands around his chest, emanating the same pleasure that made her pussy tingle into his body.

Dante groaned breathlessly, his eyes dangling around her softly tiny fairy hands as they trailed around his body down to his stomach.

His breath hitched and his cock throbbed as she ran her hands around his lower abdomen.

She stared up at him flirtatiously and whispered.

“I hate that your pants are an obstruction. Could you help do away with it?”

“As you wish, your majesty.” Dante’s hand gripped his pants and he unhooked it, letting it fall freely to the floor. Elena’s eyes followed his pant as it fell off and then back to his already hard and poking cock.

She let her eyes settle into his, and then slowly, she began to scrunch to her knees, trailing her hands on his body till she got to his crotch.

She winked at him, pulling his brief off.

His cock bounced out giving her cheeks a soft smack and she giggled at it.

Her hands trailed to his cock and she took it into her grip, rubbing at it and staring up at Dante.

Dante’s breath hitched as he stared down at her while she stroked him gently. She was teasing him, and he fucking loved the way she was acting so perfectly while at it.

While she stroked his cock gently and invaginated fire into him, she suddenly stuck her tongue to the cap of his cock licking on it.

Dante quivered, and he breathed out.

“Fuck!” he groaned yet again throwing his head backward and sneaking his hand to the back of her head.

“Fuck me!” he moaned desperately and thrust his cock back into her mouth, the pretty feel her mouth gave, caused him to shudder.

“Yes! Fuck! Fuck, Lina! suck my dick! fuck yes!” his body trembled. His orgasm was coming on quickly.

“I… I am going to cum Lina, and I am going to cum in this pretty welcoming mouth of yours! Yes!” In moments, his breathing had turned labored, and he was holding Elena's head tightly to his cock like a lifeline, the tip of his cock nudging against her pussy.

Dante’s body stilled at the feel, he shuddered hard, and in no time he had released his hold on her hair, a loud groan erupting from his voice, as he came hard on her face. Her mouth and throat worked as she swallowed every drop of cum from him. She stuck out her tongue and swallowed another round of his cum that hit her throat. She looked up to the sight of his panting self.

“You like it?” he whispered gently, holding onto her chin. She bit seductively on her lower lips and replied.

“I love it, Daddy.”

“How wet is your pussy for daddy.”

“As wet as a floating ocean.”

“Ummm…” Dante yanked her off the floor. His hand gripped her flimsy dress and he yanked it off, tearing it into pieces.

“Oh my!” Elena gasped loving the throbbing feel it induced into her pussy.

His eyes hovered around her body and he bit on his lower, loving the perky sight of her nipples and the beautiful sight of her milky skin.

He leaned down and whispered.

“Fucking you under the shower would not be a bad idea.”

The only thing Elena could do was blush, because before she could say a word Dante had carried her up, swayed her around, and slammed her against the wall of the bathroom, wrapping her legs around his torso and turning on the shower, while her dripping wet pussy pressed against his lower abdomen.