A Taboo Collection Read Online Sam Crescent, Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67813 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
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“You’re shaking.”

I was, and I couldn’t seem to stop. This strength grew in me, and I wanted to show him how much I desired him, how wanton I was, and how much I wanted to be with him.

Opening my thighs, I placed my hand on top of his and moved it up until he was touching my pussy through my panties. Would he stop me, tell me this was wrong? We were essentially alone in the library since the librarian had gone out for something; it was a heady feeling.

There was no need for words, and I glanced around the library, making sure we were truly alone.

Suddenly, he jerked his hand away. “I’m sorry. That was deeply inappropriate. You’re my student.”

“Do you want me?” I asked, feeling blunt, wanting this more than I’ve ever wanted anything. When he didn’t answer me, I became so blatant that I even made myself blush. I pressed my hand to his cock, and was shocked, yet glad, that he was rock hard.

I’d done that. I’d made him hard.

He swallowed, his throat working as he watched me. “This is wrong.”

Maybe, but I didn’t want it to end.

He covered my hand with his, as I had with him. Only this time, he tried to push me away, but I wasn’t having any of it.

“Mr. Syler?”

He shocked me by pushing away from the table and gathering his stuff, and started to leave. I was angry that he wouldn’t talk to me, humiliated at how forward I’d been. However, I didn’t want him to ignore me either.

Grabbing my books and bag, I followed him out to his car.

“Mr. Syler?” I asked, rushing toward him.

It was dark out, the parking lot abandoned, and away from any light. I hated the dark, and I hated not seeing his reaction.

“Go home, Maddie. This is a mistake. You’re going to have to get another teacher to look over your work.”

Reaching out, I grabbed his arm. “I won’t tell anyone,” I whispered.

“You should. You should report my ass for being so fucking inappropriate.”

Licking my lips, I stepped up closer to him. I held onto his arm, and with my other, I touched his chest. “I want it; I’m not going to tell anyone, Mr. Syler. You’re safe. I wouldn’t dream of causing you that kind of trouble.” We held each other’s gaze for a suspended moment, and then I rose on my tiptoes. I pressed a kiss to his firm, masculine lips. “I shouldn’t have presumed that you’d want me,” I murmured against his mouth. We both knew he did with the way his body responded to my touch.

Taking a step back, I intended to walk away and forget about this silly little fantasy.

He had other plans. “Fuck, Maddie.” He grabbed my arm, dragged me back to his car, and pressed me against the vehicle. In the next second, his mouth was on mine, his hands roaming my body as if he couldn’t help himself.

Good, because I felt the same way. Dropping my books, I sank my hands into his short dark hair, and kissed him back with the same kind of passion he was showing me.

His hands caressed down my body to the bottom of my short skirt.

I gasped as he pressed his hand against my pussy. It didn’t matter to me where we were. All I cared about was how good his touch felt.

“You’re so fucking wet, Maddie; I can feel it through the fabric.”

“I want you, Mr. Syler,” I moaned out those words.

“You want me in your sweet little pussy?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck!” He pulled away, obviously torn.

“I’m not underage. I’ll be nineteen in a few months. This is okay.” I hated begging, but he was being the good guy, the one thinking clearly. “I won’t tell anyone, I promise.” I cupped his face and pressed my lips back against his. “Please, Mr. Syler, I want you. I want your dick inside my wet pussy.” I talked dirty and begged him because I wanted him that badly.

It took him a moment to answer, but then he said, “Get in the car.”

I picked my books up and climbed into his car, strapping into the seatbelt.

His hands were shaking, and I saw his cock was pressing hard against the front of his trousers. Leaning over, I stroked him through the fabric, feeling even bolder now than ever. “Do you want me to take care of that?”

“Fuck, Maddie, I can get in trouble.”

“Only if others find out and I’m not going to tell.” I knew he wouldn’t either. Tackling the belt of his trousers, I reached inside and took out his rock hard cock, stroking him. I marveled at his size. Mr. Syler wasn’t a small man, and I couldn’t wait for all that thickness to be pushing inside of me.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

He turned the ignition over and started making his way out of the parking lot. I continued to work his cock as he drove toward his apartment, running my hand up and down the thick length. I couldn’t remember the drive; I was so turned on, and before I knew it, he was parking and cutting the engine.


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