Free My Werewolf Professor by Marian Tee Page A

to control the urge to slide his cock inside her sex as Kassia continued to wriggle her bottom against his erection. Goddammit, her pussy was so damn close. Just one push, and he could be in…
    Reining himself in with an effort, the professor clamped his hands around her waist and pushed her down on the boulder they were seated on. “Be still,” he hissed.  
    When she stopped moving, he said curtly, “This is how it will work. I’ll teach you, you’ll listen. I’ll ask a question, and you’ll answer. If you answer correctly…” One hand left her waist, the other staying its course, making sure she kept still. With his free hand, he brushed his fingers on the side of her breast—
    Kassia moaned, her head falling back. “ Professor …”
    His teeth gnashed as his cock throbbed and protested against his self-imposed restraints.
    He started drawing circles around her breast. “If you answer correctly,” he whispered to her ear, “then I’ll reward you like this.” His fingers drew closer, the circles tightening around her nipple until his fingers finally closed around the rosy bud.
    He pinched it.
    Kassia gasped, her body jerking against him at the sweet, stinging pleasure. And then she gasped again and again as the professor kept pinching and twisting.
    “Answer correctly,” Alessandro promised, “and it will be my mouth soon after.”  
    She whimpered in protest as his fingers slowly left her nipple.
    “Ready, Kassia?”
    She could only nod. At this point, she was willing to do anything, absolutely anything, just to have him touching her like that again.
    And so it began.
    The professor taught, and she listened. The professor asked, and she answered. And with each correct response, the professor rewarded her. His hand squeezing her breast, his mouth on her nipple, his tongue licking the distended tip and then with every correct answer, his tongue would move faster until he started to suck.
    If only Classical Humanities could be taught this way every day.
    “Now, we move to Psychology,” the professor said hoarsely.
    She wanted to cry. “Can’t we study that tomorrow, Professor, please?” She didn’t care that she was begging. She was just aching so badly now, she didn’t think she could last another minute without going insane. She had to come now. She really had to.
    “Kassia…” The plea in her voice was irresistible, but Alessandro strove to stay in control.
    The warning note in his voice made Kassia twist around to face him. “Please, Professor…”
    Goddammit, when she looked at him like that...
    His control snapped, and without a word, he surrendered to her plea. Sinking his hands in her hair, he pulled her towards him, crushing her mouth under his. She kissed him back eagerly, her unashamedly wanton response making him groan against her mouth.  
    “God, Kassia…” He kissed her harder, his hands frantically moving around her body before cupping her bottom. Squeezing both cheeks hard, he lifted her up so she could straddle him.  
    Kassia moaned, the new position allowing his cock to nestle against her folds. Instinct had her rubbing herself against him, and she moaned again, her head falling back when she felt the exquisite friction between the throbbing tip of his erection and her badly swollen clit.
    She began rocking herself against the professor. “Oh God, it feels so good…”
    The words made his hands tighten around her hips. “Dammit, Kassia, the words you say…” Unable to help it, he took hold of his cock and started rubbing it against her wet folds.
    She moaned louder and rocked harder against him. “So good, Professor…”
    “Touch yourself,” he commanded. “Play with your clit.”
    With all her inhibitions swept away by the delirious pleasure of his touch, Kassia didn’t hesitate to do as the professor commanded. She reached for her clit and started to play. An excruciating bolt of pleasure shot through her, and just like that, she knew she was about to