Mated To my Professor by Gift Odulesi

Elena's POV.

There I was on this Sex Lord bed his blue eyes pierced on mine. But much worse. With him touching me. As I gazed into his eyes I felt a shiver run down my spine, something I have never felt before, even with that bastard that cheated on me.

I can't help but notice the way his messy black hair curls slightly at the nape of neck. Jeez! I felt like playing with his hair badly.

The only thing I wanted now was to scream his name on the top of my lungs till he made me cum.

The ache down in my core was becoming painful and I was so wet that my thighs were turning slippery.

He wasn't talking, just looking. His dark brows snap together. "You haven't cum before?" I shook my head.

I felt a flutter in my chest as he whispers, "I will make you cum," his voice low and husky.Half asleep, my mind wandered back to today's events, and I couldn't help but replay the image of his lips on hers.

My annoyance grew, and I muttered under my breath, "I hate you, bastard." In a moment of anger, I even thought to myself, "If I had my way, you would be dead." My mind was racing with bitter thoughts, fueled by jealousy and resentment.

"Are you thinking of anyone else? Kitten," he asked as he spanked my ass, snapping me back to reality.

I shook my head wondering where he got that name from. Was I that small?

I watched as he slowly removed his suit. As he took off his white shirt, his shoulders were broad and he had a chiseled chest. I licked my lips. I wanted to trace his abs. This wasn't my first time having sex, but there was something about him that made me yearn for him.

"Your body needs mine, I'm going to make it all better." He groaned. He was unlike that idiot who cheated on me. Sex Lord, on the other hand, made me horny by just by staring at me. While that idiot and I had to watch a porn before we could have sex, and yet, he still cheated on me.

He leans down and captures my mouth in a hard, seeking a kiss. "You were made for me, darling," he grates when he pulls away.

His eyes trailed its gaze down to my boobs, he looked at it as if it was a treasure, and it made me feel very much vulnerable.

He moved back, raking his hands along his head, making it more messy.

My chest shudders up and down as he moves closer and closer till he closes the gap between us.

He leans down and hooks his finger in the waistband of my panties, tugging them down my thighs, knees, calves, and ankles...before dropping them to the floor.

What's he going to do with me? Anything he wants? The painful truth was that I would allow anything. More moisture coats my thighs under his body. His jawline was strong and he had well defined cheekbones.

His watchful blue eyes and he groans, falling to his knees on the floor, lunging forward on his elbows to lick me straight up the center.

A scream catches in my throat, my vision wavering. H-he licked me. There. A sensation I've never known gathers in my middle, a storm full of thunderheads preparing to break.

Sex Lord was alternating between the gentle suction and rolling the flat of his tongue over me, side to side, teasing it with quick, little flickers.

"Oh my Gosh," I scream, my head thrashing

"My Gosh, my Gosh, my Gosh."