Seducing the Professor by Sabel Simmons

Eventually there was not a muscle in his body that was not trembling in need and Alexandra was delirious in front of him.
    Her voice was hoarse from all the begging and cries.  He kept her hanging on the verge of climaxing over and over again, to stop and bring her back every time.  Her whole body trembled, her core painful with such intense pressure she could not hold the tears back any longer, desperate for release.
    “Honey … please … I beg you!  I can’t stand it anymore!  Please, please!  Ahhhh!”
    Paul relented at last and his fingers rubbed up and down her clit fast and constantly . He plunged hard, deep, faster and faster. He slammed hard as deep as he dared when he felt her climax around him with so much strength she forced his climax to fruition along with hers and his shout echoed hers.  He pushed forward against her and he flattened her on the couch, thrusting deep, short plunges through his climax, spilling so much inside her he swore he had no fluids left in his body.
    “Oh God … oh Lord … Paul!”
    He lifted off her slightly when her panic registered.  She shivered and he felt her inner muscles continuous clamping and milking around his shaft. She panted, her hands gripping the couch and she looked over her shoulder at him, fear in her eyes.
    “Honey … it’s …. Oh God … Paul!”
    He pulled from her and flipped her over and immediately pressed his shaft back into her pulsing and milking channel.  She clutched at his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist and she thrashed against him in desperation.
    “Why am I not …. Honey!  It’s not sto …. Oohhh!”
    He smiled with a feeling of so much elation it burnt his soul.  She lost total control and begged and pleaded, crying through the uncontrolled and constant pressure in her core that ripped through her for a short relief only to tighten again.  Paul thrust inside her, grinding against her hips and she cried harder, he stroked her clit and she screamed.
    “ Jeeeezzzz Angel!”
    His shout echoed hers when she started to squirt, strong, hard and continuous.  She screamed at the intensity and clutched at him, desperate for the release of her clenching inner muscles, that kept milking him deeper and clutched her core relentlessly.  He stopped moving and ground his jaw.  He winced at her nails scratching down his back and he caressed her back slowly until the climax started to recede to a pulsing constant.
    He held her close and did not move for nearly ten minutes until he could feel her body relaxing and become slack beneath his.  He leaned on his elbows and their eyes met.  He brushed her hair from her forehead and traced her lips.
    “Are you okay, Angel?”
    “No, how did you do that?  How is something like that even possible?  I thought I was going to tear in two!”
    “I guess your body missed me more than you are willing to admit.”
    “I was scared Paul!  It was … too much!  Too intense!  Next time … warn me first!  I don’t think I’ll survive it again.”
    “Next time, I’ll make sure we’re in a bed where I can keep feeding your climax the whole night long!”
     

Chapter Ten
 
 
    “So, there is a fiancé?”
    Alexandra glared at him.
    “Ex!  Ex -fiancé!”
    He looked out to the sea.  After dinner they sat on the patio facing the sea.  He nodded and looked at her expectantly.  She sighed and cleared her throat.
    “We both worked at Washington University, got engaged and I broke it off two years later.  End of story.”
    “Really?  Is that why he was at lunch with you this afternoon?”
    “He was not at lunch with me.  I had lunch with my mother.  She brought him with!”
    “Why did you break it off?”
    “Do we really have to talk about this?”
    “Yes.”
    She sighed heavily.  “We … were … not … really compatible.”
    His eyebrows rose.
    “And the real reason, Alexandra?”
    “You are so pushy!  He was … too set in his ways.”
    “Alexandra!”
    “Okay!  He was