Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“I want to feel you ride this big dick, baby,” he groans. “And when you come, I want to feel it dripping down my fucking balls.”
Beckett’s hands grip my ass, and as he pulls me down, his hips raise, and slowly, that thick, big cock of his sinks into my tight little pussy. I cry out, clinging to him and raking my nails down his chest as I push down, taking inch after inch of his fat dick as it stretches my little pussy so good. I moan louder, sliding all the way down until his heavy balls are pressed against my ass, and when I squeeze him with my muscles, he grunts, his cock throbbing inside of me.
“Fuck me,” I hiss into his ear wantonly, nipping at the lobe as I feel him growl and feel his muscles coil. His big hands tighten on me, sliding me up until just the thick head of him is inside before he pulls me back down, making me scream in pleasure as he buries every inch of that gorgeous cock inside of me. We grind together, rocking faster, our bodies writhing against each other. I pant into his lips, and then cry out when his mouth slides lower and finds the tender spots on my neck. My nipples tease over his chest, making me whimper in pleasure as I grind down hard on his cock.
We start to move faster, and I start to lose control. It’s frantic, and animalistic, and so fucking hot I know I’m going to come any second. Sweat drips down our bodies, and his thick cock plunges in and out of my eager pussy over and over again as I start to fall towards that sweet release. I roll my hips faster and faster, feeling him grind so deep inside of me, and I’m so into it, and so close, that I never even hear the door until it closes with a thunk.
I scream, bolting up off of Beckett with a gasp and snatching my clothes off the couch. I whirl, awkwardly clutching my shirt and my skirt to my nudity as my eyes go wide.
It’s Porter. Porter looking at me like he wants to devour me. Porter with eyes burning into mine like ice blue fire, his jaw clenched, his hands clutched into fists, and the front of his pants bulging with his thick erection.
“Well,” he growls, stepping into the living room. Beckett clears his throat but doesn’t do a thing to cover himself.
Porter nods at him.
“Guess we’re even now on the ‘walking in on it’ front.”
Beckett chuckles. I just groan, clutching my clothes to myself and blushing furiously as I stare at the ground, wanting to just melt into a puddle right there.
“I—I should go—”
“Stop.”
Porter’s hand shoots out and grabs my wrist as I start to dart past him, stopping me cold. I squeeze my eyes shut, taking a shaky breath before I open them. I look up into his eyes, and when I see the fire and the raw heat there, I shiver.
“Don’t go,” he growls quietly. Slowly, he pulls me closer, and slowly, my heart racing, the clothes drop from my hands. I glance back at Beckett, but he only nods, his eyes wild and his jaw clenched tight.
I turn back to Porter, looking up into my professor’s eyes.
“What… what are we doing?” I whisper softly and heatedly.
“I don’t know,” he growls. “But all I do know is that I can’t fucking stop thinking about you.”
“Neither of us can,” Beckett groans from the couch, making me shiver.
“And that’s a fucking problem,” Porter mutters.
“Why?”
He gives me a grim look. “You know why. For a lot of fucking reasons.”
“Like you being my teacher?”
His mouth thins.
“Yeah, that would be one. But also, that I can’t say no to you, Kempton.” His eyes flash as his hands tighten on me, pulling me right against him.
“I won’t say no to you.”
He leans in, and when his mouth sears to mine, I know whatever reservations I have left are gone. They shatter, and they crumble to my feet as I lose myself in kissing Porter, knowing Beckett is right behind me, watching.
“If we do this…” Porter groans into my mouth. “We either do or we don’t, Kempton. No more of this back and forth stuff. If you want one of us, say it right now, and we’re done with the games. If you want Beck, I’m out. I won’t be mad, and you’ll never get a single glimpse of it at school from me.”
“And what if I can’t choose?” I whisper softly.
His jaw tightens.
“If you can’t choose, then we’re both having you,” Beckett growls softly from behind me.
I moan quietly, trembling as the heat pulses between my legs.
We’re both having you…
“What’s it going to be, baby?” Porter groans.
“I—”
“Kempton—”
“I want you both,” I blurt out, shivering at my own words. A look of pure heat and lust burns over Porter’s face, his eyes piercing right into me and his cock throbbing against me through his jeans.