"Please—" Her thighs were shaking hard, "Sir, please—Oh my God!"
"You're so wet," He purred against her ear, "Keep calling me Sir,"
She squeezed her eyes shut, feeling embarrassed all again. This right here compared to what happened last night felt like she'd stepped into a whole new dimension because she had her full senses right now — and it was as if that had made her need for him triple.
Whatever hazy feeling Silverbloom caused had gone, and she could feel it all.
And right now, it felt very forbidden.
He was supposed to her teacher, and she? His student. Mates too, but everything was happening so fast and she wasn't sure how to handle it all.
He rammed into her again, making the walls dig into her back but she couldn't care less. She wrapped both hands around his neck, reeling in that explosion he was causing to go off inside of her with every thrust, "Oh...oh yes, sir...oh please...,"
"You seem to love your Professor's cock very much,"
