Chapter 63
He ran his tongue over one nipple, then sucked it into his mouth, swirling his tongue until it was stiff.
Ivy shivered, her breath coming in small pants. But she didn’t make a sound, not even when he grabbed her skirt and yanked it up to her hips, revealing the wet curve of her pussy.
Adrian groaned against her skin. “So fucking wet,” he murmured.
He hooked his finger through her panties and tore them off, shoving them into his pocket.
Then he spread her thighs and leaned down to lick her clit.
Ivy let out a soft moan, but she didn’t break the rules. Not even when he slid a finger inside her, crooking it just enough to make her squirm against him.
“That’s it,” he rasped. “Take my fingers. Show me how fucking greedy you are.”
Her eyes flashed as she rolled her hips against him, gasping when he added another finger.
He fucked her harder, his tongue circling her clit until she was on the edge, her pussy clenching against his fingers, her entire body trembling.
“Not yet,” he commanded roughly. “Don’t come yet.”
She nodded, her breath still coming in harsh pants.
Adrian pulled away, his cock aching with need as he reached for his zipper.
He couldn’t wait anymore.
He had to fuck her.
Now.
—
Adrian knew he wasn’t in control.
He hadn’t been in control since the moment Ivy Monroe walked into his classroom.
But now-
Now he was completely fucked. And he knew it. He knew it like he knew his name, his face, his address.
He was fucked.
He was addicted.
He needed more.
He pulled out a condom from his wallet and rolled it on, grabbing her hips as he pushed into her.
Ivy gasped, her eyes fluttering shut.
“Look at me,” he commanded tightly.
Her gaze met his, her pupils dark and wide.
Adrian thrust into her again, then again. Deeper this time, until he felt the soft curve of her cunt all around him.
Fuck, she was tight.
Fuck, she felt good.
She felt better than anything else in his life. Better than passing an exam or earning a promotion or even getting published in a major journal.
She felt better because she was the one thing he couldn’t control. The one thing that made him lose his fucking mind. The one thing-
He thrust into her again.
Harder.
She let out a little cry, her hands gripping the leather seat.
“Not so loud,” he growled.
Ivy nodded, her gaze locked on his.
He fucked her faster, his hands gripping her hips, his mouth dropping to hers. She let out a muffled moan against his lips, her body trembling as he picked up the pace.
He felt her clench around his cock, felt her pussy grip him like a vice-
And then she broke the rule.
She let out a cry of pleasure, her body shaking against his.
Adrian fucked her through the orgasm, his thrusts growing more insistent as he felt her spasms.
Fuck, he was close.
Fuck, he wanted to come inside her.
Fuck, he wanted to feel her cunt clench against him and never let him go-
But then-
Just as he was about to let himself release-
The door opened.
Adrian froze.
A security guard stood beside them, shining a flashlight into the car. “Can you two step out?”
Ivy scrambled to cover herself. Adrian grabbed the condom and pulled out, tucking himself back into his pants.
He got out first, his voice calm when he spoke. “My apologies. I was just-helping her with car trouble.”
The security guard frowned. “Well, it’s late. Why don’t you two head home?”
Adrian nodded and turned back to the car.
Ivy was still covering herself with her skirt.
He shoved the ruined panties into his pocket, then reached over and fixed her top before pulling her out of the car.
The guard watched them the entire time, but eventually he let out a gruff sigh and left.
Adrian stood beside her for a long moment. Then he slid his arm around her back and began to walk toward his car.
“Come on,” he murmured quietly. “We’re going to my house.”
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Ivy couldn’t breathe.
She couldn’t believe what was happening.
But at the same time-
She couldn’t make herself care. Not when Adrian Blackwood had just fucked her in his car. Not when he’d felt so good that she’d broken every rule she’d made for herself.
Not even when she realized she would do it all over again in a heartbeat.
She followed him into the house, her body still trembling.
He didn’t turn on the light. He didn’t say a word. He just grabbed her by the hand and pulled her upstairs to his bedroom.
It was dark, the only light coming from a sliver of moonlight that managed to slip through the curtains. But Ivy didn’t need any light to see the outline of his body as he stood in front of her.
“You broke the rules,” he murmured softly. “You came in my car. You screamed.”
She swallowed. “I’m sorry.”
He stepped closer. “Tell me why you’re sorry.”
Her mouth felt dry. “I’m sorry because I wanted you to fuck me, and I didn’t care what happened.”
Adrian ran his thumb over her bottom lip. “That’s right,” he murmured darkly. “I knew you had a problem, Ivy. I just didn’t think it would show itself so soon.”
Her heart raced as he leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers. This kiss was slower, more deliberate than the first one, and it made her melt against him.
He broke away and stepped back, his hand reaching for the hem of his shirt.
“Undress,” he commanded.
Her pulse pounded. But she didn’t hesitate. Not when she had the chance to see him without his clothes.
Ivy pulled off her top, then slid her skirt down her thighs and kicked off her shoes.
When she was standing naked in front of him, he ran his gaze over her body. “Good girl,” he murmured. Then he reached behind his head and pulled off his shirt.
She gasped.
Her professor was hot. Like-
Fucking hot.
Tanned skin and toned muscles and abs that were just begging to be licked.
Ivy felt her cunt clench.
He smiled.
She knew he could see the effect he was having on her. She knew he could tell how bad she wanted him to fuck her again.
But it didn’t matter because she couldn’t stop herself. Not when all she wanted was to get her hands on him and feel his cock deep inside her again.
Adrian reached for his zipper and undid it. Then he pulled out his cock, gripping the base as he stepped toward her.
She gasped. She’d never seen a dick so big in her life. Not even in the porn she’d watched when she was drunk and bored. It was thick and long, the tip wet with precum.