Advanced Seduction (Straight, Romance) Read Online Free PDF

homework, Mr. Roberts. You know that.”
    He clutched the side of the table and let out a long breath. “Fuck.”
    She bit her lip and smiled. “Still okay?”
    “All I want to do is rip your clothes off and fuck you right here,” he tapped the desk.
    Christina wanted to clamp her legs together from the sudden gush of excitement. Instead, she dragged her leg away from the desk, parting her thighs and letting the fabric of her skirt fall into the space between her legs. “Isn’t that extra credit?”
    He ran his hand along his desk, pushing his nameplate to the side. “You’d get a passing grade.” He continued in silence, taking off his glasses and setting them next to the nameplate.
    She reached down and tugged on her skirt, pulling it up an inch before stopping. “I think I should study first. You did say I had an oral exam.” To make her point, she licked her lips. It was a cheesy come-on, but in the excitement of the moment, she didn’t care. She wasn’t taking theater class, she was going to fuck her teacher.
    He hesitated, his fingers stretching out on the table.
    She gulped. “Unless you don’t think you can give two tests in a row.”
    He shook his head and came around. “No!”
    She jumped and giggled.
    “Sorry, no,” he murmured with a blush. “I mean, I can handle two tests.”
    Christina tugged up the skirt a little further, a flush rising when he tilted his head to look underneath the desk. “Because, I’m sure I could use a bit of tutoring if you need some time to grade.” The corner of her lip curled up, it was almost too much for her to keep a straight face.
    Dave hesitated again, but then stepped away from the desk. His cock strained against his jeans and a damp spot had seeped through the denim. He reached down to unzip, but Christina shook her head and gestured for him to come closer.
    His breath came deep and fast as he stepped up to the desk. He trailed his fingers along the top of her desk.
    She reached over and tugged him by his belt to the side. Lifting her gaze up to him, she gave him a beaming smile. “Hi, Mr. Roberts.”
    He reached down and stroked the back of his hand along her cheek. The touch was electric against her skin. He continued to lower his hand, tracing the line of her jaw and then down to her throat.
    Christina panted softly as she fumbled with his belt. Dave’s fingers moving down the line of her cleavage made it hard to concentrate. She pulled the tongue of the belt free and unbuckled him. Panting with her effort, she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.
    At the smell of his hard cock, her pussy clenched with anticipation. She trembled as she peeled back his underwear and stared down at the cock she dreamed about for years.
    It was perfect. About seven inches long with a glistening tip. At the base, she saw nothing but bare skin. The scent of shaving cream drifted from his sex. Surprised, she looked up. “You shaved?”
    He looked sheepish. “Yeah… I thought you’d like it better.”
    She glanced down and then back up.
    “D-Do you?”
    Christina pushed his underwear down until his balls popped free from their confines. With a guttural moan, she lowered her head to mouth the side of his smooth testicles. He was hot and slick and smooth.
    Dave’s hand clamped down on her breast and his fingers dug in.
    “Let me show you,” she whispered before opening her lips and pulling his left ball into her mouth. It was thick and swollen.
    “Oh,” he gasped and his knuckles cracked, “fuck!”
    She almost came at the soft, needy cry. She slowly lifted her eyes to stare into his face as she rolled him around in her mouth. Her tongue explored the delicate skin, catching along the curves before moving up to where it joined with the rest of his body.
    His cock jumped with his pulse. She tried to keep her eyes locked on his face, but it was hard with the long line of his shaft bouncing around. Thick dribbles of precum coated the bottom of his cock and she could taste it