Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 98496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
And I can’t believe I still have enough control not to fuck you, Alessandro thought. Sexual need had him coiled like a spring, his cock fully engorged under the small white towel slung low around his hips.
Beside him, Kassia was similarly attired, a white towel wrapped around her beautifully rounded body. It exposed a delightful hint of her cleavage as well as put the entire length of her shapely legs on display.
Kassia caught sight of the professor staring at her, and she swallowed. “Professor...” The exquisite beauty of her surroundings lost its impact as she found herself slowly drowning in the heat flaring in the professor’s gaze. Was this really happening, she asked herself dizzily. It was like stumbling down Alice’s rabbit hole, but this time Wonderland only offered the most decadent pleasures.
His forest green eyes holding hers captive, he offered her his hand. “Come.”
Sensual yearning swelled inside Kassia at the huskily voiced command. Shakily placing her hand in the professor’s, she allowed him to lead her towards the bath. He descended first to guide her down the wide stone steps in the pool’s shallow end.
Although the water was just the right side of hot, Kassia was unable to stop herself from shivering anew as she and the professor moved together, their sides occasionally brushing. She couldn’t stop thinking of the fact that they were both naked under their towels.
The professor slowed down when they reached the pool’s man-made falls, its water cascading down artfully arranged boulders. He took a seat first, and Kassia realized then that the boulders had been carved in the shape of lounge seats.
“Sit here, Kassia.” The professor patted the space between his legs.
Inhaling nervously, she slowly followed the professor’s order, fitting herself between his legs. The professor immediately pulled her back so she could rest against his chest, and a second later his arm went around her, right below her breasts.
Oh.
It was so hard to breathe all of a sudden.
The professor whispered in her ear, “Shall we start?”
Oh.
Now, it was just as hard to think as well.
She felt the professor’s arm move, and a second later, his hand had taken hold of the loose knot that kept her towel in place. “May I take this off first?”
The professor spoke in a perfectly polite tone, like he was discussing something as mundane as the weather, but even so, her senses went in a riot over its sound.
“Umm...” She gulped. “Y-you first.”
It was an unexpected reply, but Alessandro found his lips twitching at her boldness. “As you wish,” he said gravely.
Kassia blinked, and it was that fast. The professor’s towel hung on the boulder next to them and he was suddenly naked behind her.
Naked and very, very aroused, if the way his cock felt against the curve of her bottom was anything to go by. Her fingers curled and uncurled, and she unconsciously ended up digging her fingers into the professor’s thighs as her whole world focused on the sensation of his cock throbbing powerfully against her body.
Oh God, that was the professor’s cock.
The professor’s twelve-inch cock.
Somebody stop her from dying before she had a taste, a feel, of that cock.
The sound of Kassia catching her breath was erotic, and the feel of her nails painfully digging into his flesh only added to the sensual torture. “Kassia,” Alessandro released her name in a harsh groan.
“Professor.” His title came out in a helpless whimper, anticipation rendering her incapable of thinking about anything but his cock. Cock, cock, cock, oh God, his cock, his cock—-
“My turn,” the professor said abruptly, and before she realized what he meant, he had already ripped the towel off her body before tossing it aside.
Kassia gasped.
Naked. They were both naked now. Her mind threatened to spin out of control at the realization. What to do? What to feel? What to say? The professor felt so hard behind her, and his cock even harder. Her body was hot all over, and when she looked down, she realized her body was flushed all over, too, either from heat or embarrassment or maybe both, she wasn’t sure.
The professor’s hands were moving, and she could only hold her breath and watch with dazed eyes as his large strong hands slowly cupped her breasts.
Ooooooooh.
She fell back against the professor, and she moaned out loud when his wonderful hands started kneading and teasing her flesh.
“Now, we can start.” The professor’s voice came out in a low, seductive purr, and Kassia moaned again.
The professor started teaching her, his voice beautifully clear as he concisely summarized the most important concepts in Classical Humanities. A part of her wondered how he could remember all this when it wasn’t a subject he was teaching, but the rest of her didn’t care. 99% of her was focused on the way his hands were fondling her breasts and making her ache for more.