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something I do.”
    “Despite what you may think, I don’t go around fucking my professors either.” His tone was smug. “Just you.”
    I nearly opened my mouth to tell him that this was it. This thing between us wouldn’t be happening again, that this was the first and last time we could be together, so we needed to enjoy it while it lasted, but even as I thought the words, I knew somehow they were wrong—that just the tiniest taste already had me addicted... so fucking addicted.
    Kaleb then worked quickly, slipping open the buttons on my undershirt as fast as he could. Once he had me bare from the waist up, he began reaching for the waistband of my slacks.
    “Your turn,” I told him, pulling his hands away. I’d been waiting long enough to have a long, hard look at his perfectly sculpted teenage body—I needed his shirt off—now.
    Kaleb looked nervous again but didn’t hesitate to stand and slip out of his green button-up, giving me a glimpse of his naked chest. My mouth watered as I let my gaze wash over him, drinking in the sight of his defined abs and that perfect, v-shaped muscle which was only further enhanced by the thin line of dark hair that teasingly slipped beneath the band of his well-worn jeans.
    So fucking beautiful.
    “Lose the jeans,” I rasped, barely able to believe that this perfect creature was standing in front of me, baring himself. I loved giving him directions, telling him what I needed. He was so willing, so happy to give of himself for my personal pleasure. It didn’t take Kaleb long to slip out of his jeans, leaving his nubile, young body on display. I had to stop my tongue from wagging at the sight of him. With a little more teasing, I’d be throbbing and ready to fuck in no time.
    “You’re perfect, Mr. Davis,” I told him, standing from my chair for the first time since he’d entered my office. My dick was getting harder by the second. I knew it wouldn’t be much longer before I was desperate to get inside him. “Now the boxers,” I reminded him when he stood there staring at me a few seconds too long. He’d been standing there with his bottom lip tucked firmly between his teeth, watching my dick wake up. All this stripping and touching was bringing it back to life.
    Slowly, his fingers slid beneath the waistband and he began the tortuous journey of pulling them down his legs. I groaned, palming my now stiff dick as I got the first glimpse of his perfectly sculpted body.
    His rigid cock jutted slightly to left, standing proudly at attention. Kaleb watched me watching him, wanting him, needing nothing more than to put my hands on him, to be able to taste every inch of his smooth, tan skin.
    “On the desk,” I rasped. “I need a better look.” Kaleb complied quickly, lifting himself up until his bare ass was perched on the edge of my tall, oak desk. His cock bobbed a little as he settled in place. The sight of his darkened tip glistening with pre-cum got me hard as rock, harder than I’d ever been before. So, of course, I couldn’t resist the urge to reward myself with a taste, not when it was being offered so freely.
    Keeping our eyes locked, I slid my hands up his thighs, moving closer and closer to my intended destination. My teasing was causing poor Mr. Davis to squirm and writhe, but he never once showed any signs of frustration with the torturous pace I maintained.
    Kaleb gasped when I wrapped my fist around his thick cock, giving him a few firm tugs of relief before I leaned toward him, flattening my broad tongue against the base before licking slowly toward the tip. He cried out as my mouth enveloped him, hips shifting as he tried to restrain himself.
    “Oh...oh God. Fuck, Professor Cameron. I’m gonna—” he cried, so I took him as deep as I could, and within a few seconds his cock began to twitch in my mouth, signalling his imminent release.
    He flooded my mouth with spurts of hot, salty cum, making me ache for relief of my own. I needed to fuck him now.