My Tainted Devil's Love- 2

Chapter 8: That's where I want to be

Sari's POV

“Adrian, you can’t. They would know.” I was afraid of the others finding out but he covered my mouth with his palm and pushed me against the counter.

“They wouldn’t. Just keep your voice low.” He said in a breathy voice and it sounded so f*****g sexy that I had to groan in pleasure.

The wetness between my legs became prominent and before I could react, Adrian pulled down my pants, putting me on the counter and squatted. In a swift motion, he pushed my legs apart and I felt his fingers shifting the underwear fabric aside before that hot-warm-thick tongue flicked inside my throbbing core.

“Owwhwhh!” restraining my pleasures, I glanced down briefly to see Adrian watching me. The sight alone made me insane as I felt the knots of pleasure tightening in my belly.

He slid his fingers and I moaned loudly, lulling my head back. The lust clouded my senses and I was gripping his hair tightly and pretty sure must have forced his head more into my private part.

Can you blame me when the pleasure from his tongue and mouth along with the slight stubble was incomparable as I mentioned earlier?

“Adrian…” I breathed his name like a holy prayer; a warning before cumming and he started thrusting his fingers inside me at a higher pace while his tongue flicked on my clit.

“Tell daddy what you want.” He breathed and I shivered feeling that warm air on my already wet p***y.

I love when he insists me to call him daddy. It makes everything believable—us being together and bearing a child of our own.

“Can I c*m, daddy?” I asked despite how close I was to o****m and he groaned in pleasure.

“f**k! I love how you call me daddy…” A harsh exhale of breath hits my aching p***y and I had to clench it to stop myself until the permission is granted.

I was writhing in ache to let loose. He sucked on the swollen bud and released it with a popping sound and there it was…

“Let it go… baby.” He granted mere seconds ago before I let myself lose.

Maybe he does it purposely so I don’t feel bad for not complying with his orders at this time.

He was now hovering over me with an adorable smile. Though my eyes were heavily lidded with immense pleasure, I found him watching my leaking p***y and my face.

He bends down and smacks his lips against mine before he places his thick shaft on my entrance.

“Five minutes…” He speaks in between our kisses and my crazily throbbing core started to get ready again!

“Do you think we can manage in that time?” He pulls apart and I was blessed with the exclusive sight.

Falling hair strands on his forehead, lips tightly pressed, face held with seriousness; sexy seriousness and flushed. Adrian was a sight to behold when aroused.

Or when not aroused!

Or when naked with only a towel wrapped.

Or when he scratches his chin wondering what to pick up to wear!

Or when his tongue rests on his lips as he marks student’s papers—

‘Alright! We get it.’ I reprimanded to stop all the banters running in my head but you see, he is a sight to behold.

And I am lucky to be blessed with such special ones.

His thick manhood slides against my vulva as he grabbed my jaw and nibbles on my earlobe; making me forget everything.

“Please, professor” I whimpered irritated from his sluggishness.

That thing sliding up and down my aching core should have been right inside by now but here he is; taking his sweet time to torture me.

For Christ’s sake! I am going crazy, daddy.

“Are you, really? Would you even beg daddy for it?” I heard him ask and gladly he heard what I thought was going in my head.

As he hummed, I growled in my throat, thoroughly and fully aroused. My second o****m was on way but I needed it!

Grabbing his V-neckline, I pushed him into me. His hand slips and I felt his weight crashing me down but I was past caring because his length hit inside my core.

I winced at the sharp impact but to my dismay, it popped out and I hit my head back. He was too worried that he might have hurt me but I was getting furious.

“Damn, Adrian! Get inside me, please.” I muttered unable to handle the heat and heard him chuckle before his fingernails dig inside my skin.

“Language, brat!” He commented and I felt him pull away.

My eyes shot open to see him smirk but went wide when his length slid inside in one forceful thrust. I was about to scream with pain and pleasure but his mouth sealed mine and instead, he engaged me with his tongue that devoured my mouth like a hungry man.

It went for god knows how long and my legs held him tightly, close to my aching core.  He rummaged into me, hard-fast-slow-hard-fast-slow and maintained the pace.

“I want a boy!” He stated and I was too indulged into the quickie to pay any attention to his words.

I moaned as he licked the outer ear and breathed; adding goosebumps to me.

“Allow me to fill your raw insides with my hot liquid and impregnate you.” He asked with a fierce touch to his deep sexy voice.

His words were enough to make me week to my knees.

The idea of him doing that was highly erotic.

I found myself nodding and he growled like a beast before biting my shoulder, playfully.

“Professor… I… Uh… am… close.” I forced out words feeling him sucking on my breasts.

He moaned and the vibrations hit a nerve inside me.

“I’ll count to ten. Release with me, will you?” He ordered and I nodded, hastily.

“Good girl.” He kissed my n*****s before leaving them and stared right into my eyes.

“Look at me!” He commanded and my eyes forced open; watching his determination through the gray orbs.

My lips were trapped between my teeth as he continued, thrusting inside me now with my legs pulled up straight; over his shoulder.

“I want to feel your pregnant belly, again.” He said as he counted 9 and plummeted inside me at the same moment.

I arched back but he lifted it up from the support at the nape.

“My seeds would grow into a handsome man; inside your… f*****g… fertile womb!” His voice gets deep and heavy with each countdown and powerful thrust.

“Tell me you want to get pregnant by me! Tell me, baby girl.” He asked and I nodded.

“I… I want to… be pregnant! Mmmm… by you, Mr. Martin.” I managed to complete it in between his merciless strikes.

The monstrous length was hitting my g-spot and I don’t think I can handle it anymore until he counts 1.

“So, you would stop the shots, will you?” He asked with a worried look but I was too drowned in the sea of this lust that his words meant everything to me.

I had no reasoning left, of my own. I was in a state where I wanted to please him; where his words were the world to me and thus, I bobbed my head in a ‘yes’.

“Yes! YES! YES… Oh Goddd! Professor! Yes!” I agreed immediately feeling the length hit g-spot repetitively as I hold on to him.

His face split into the brightest grin and I loved that sight.

“Promise me, wifey.” He urged and I moaned my promise out as he counted ‘6’.

He smashed his lips against mine before pulling apart and thrusted harder; if that was even possible.

“Four…”

“Three…”

“I feel you there… Two…”

“Just this...”

“Ahhh!” With a beastly groan; grip hard on my waist; he drilled into me while shouting out the last counting that I was dying to hear of.

“ONE!” He yelled and I let myself go.

Wave after wave of pleasure hit me and I shivered violently. His length increased inside me before I felt it twitch and warmness coated my walls.

I flinched at its impact as he held me tightly, peppering me with butterfly kisses. We lay there panting heavily when his iwatch ticked, startling us.

“Time’s up!” He chuckled and I laughed.

Feeling his lips on my head, he helped me get dressed before he could dress himself up. He turned me around and we stared each other in the mirror.

I was shorter than him still he never made me uncomfortable about it. The adoration with which his eyes stares at me was enough to make me feel that I was beautiful and worthy. His hands stayed on my shoulder as he leaned to kiss my cheeks.

“We look so f*****g perfect, together. Don’t we?” He asked with pride and I smiled goofily.

“Indeed, we do.” I stated, turning to peck on his lips.

He sighed when I turned his body to the door and gestured him to leave. Pouting, he grabbed the knob and turned to leave but spared a glance at me. I giggled at his reluctance but remembered his perfect ass jiggling while he wrote on the board, few minutes back.

Smirking, I hit his ass making him yelp in surprise.

Bursting in laughter, I ignored his fake glare as I blew him a kiss. When he was out of sight, I tried to compose myself before fixing my hair again and left in a discreet manner.

No one should put the two and two together to spare me from their judging eyes.

Gladly, none suspected. I doubt if Mr. Whitson even noticed us gone. I blushed at the thought of having quickie during convocation when there was a forty something population in audible reach.

Mr. Martin is naughty.

‘p*****t and horny’ My conscious mocked and I bit my inner cheek not to smile like a fool.

I found Adrian glancing at me now and then with raised eyebrow, a twitch on his lips, smirk and a lame attempt to hide that smile.

The convocation came to an end, finally, as I watched them leave; except Mr. Whitson. We were accompanying him back when I spotted Tan, seemingly off.

Excusing myself, I headed towards him but stopped when I found Molley stand in front of him. She was blocked from our sight due to the protruding wall structure beside her.

She had tears in her eyes as she slapped Tan. I gaped at her. My first thought was to rush to Tan and rub his cheek while embracing him. I cannot see someone laying a hand on him!

How dare she?

‘Maybe he deserved it?’ My inner voice pointed and I scowled.

No matter what the reason might be, she shouldn’t have slapped him!

Regardless of how I tried my best, I cannot help but walk towards them, fuming in anger.

The closer I got, the better I heard their argument.

“You were never into this relationship and I know why!” I slowed as the realization dawned on me.

Are they breaking up?

My thoughts died when Tan sighed, ready to explain but Molley smacked his cheek once again. This time, I had enough!

“At least give the man a chance to explain!” I seethed at her and rushed to Tan, pulling him into a hug as I caressed his cheek.

He froze under my touch but I ignored while throwing daggers at Molley who scoffed at me.

“Happy now? I can’t believe you throwing yourself at another man. Do you think Mr. Martin will be happy about this?” She smirked, crossing her arms.

I was furious.

Jesus Christ! The woman didn’t just throw mud on me? She just didn’t accuse me of cheating? How dare she?

Tan straightened while he warned her.

“Molley!”

She gave him a disgusting look before throwing me that dirty overall glance. I walked upto her and hit her hard across her cheek.

She gasped dramatically and before she could hit me back, I held her wrist in mid-air.

“Don’t you dare throw insult at me, Molley. It won’t end well.” I warned and she fidgeted.

She knows I was right. If Adrian comes to know about this he can destroy her life in a snap of his finger.

She turned her head away and stormed off.

“Dammit!” I heard Tan whisper and I closed my eyes to breathe normally.

The adrenaline rush due to anger has got me near to hyperventilating.

“Are you okay?” I heard Tan ask and I merely nodded.

Sensing my mood, he grabbed my wrist and turned me to face him.

“Thank you.” He said with an undecipherable emotion.

Damn that shade hiding his true intentions but I think he was deeply touch. I smiled at him and squeezed his hand.

“We are family!” I stated and for a fraction of second saw his jaw clench.

“Yes… family!” He muttered under his breath while I confusingly stared at him.

“Let’s go home then, Mrs. Martin.” He informed and I happily accepted that offer.

‘Home! Ariana… that’s where I want to be.’