CHAPTER 54: TAMING THE PROFESSOR – III

Tisha was still trembling around him, her body clinging with every shallow breath as if unwilling to let go.

The night outside blurred past in streaks of shadow and faint neon, but he drove with a purpose, the afterglow of their frenzy simmering between them.

Each bump in the road made her gasp, each subtle shift of his hips teased a fresh shiver from her exhausted body.

And then... the world opened up before them. Headlights spilled across a vast, wild expanse. A deserted field stretched endlessly to the horizon, quiet and untamed.

Alex eased the car onto the uneven grass, the hum of the engine softening.

He glanced at her, sweat-kissed hair clinging to her flushed face, chest rising and falling in ragged waves.

He shifted into park, turning off the engine, plunging them into a private, intimate silence.

"Come on... let’s go outside," he whispered, nudging her upward. With a wet, unmistakable pop, he freed himself from her trembling folds, still thick and proud.

He stepped out into the cool night air, bare skin prickling as goosebumps rose. Turning back, he took Tisha’s hand, helping her onto the dew-kissed grass.

She shivered as the chill brushed her naked body, every nerve alight with the contrast between cold and the lingering heat of their desire.

Alex pulled her close, his naked body pressing into hers, warming her from the inside out. Her nipples pebbled against his chest, goosebumps prickling along her skin.

The cool air only heightened his arousal, his already hard cock pulsing insistently against her belly.

"Fuck... look at you," he murmured, voice low and husky, drinking in the sight of her. "So fucking gorgeous... so fucking hot. I want every inch of you."

His hands roamed, tracing curves and hollowed planes, squeezing, caressing, mapping her body with deliberate intent.

Tisha arched into him, moaning softly, tilting her head back to watch the moonlight highlight his chiseled chest and broad shoulders.

Her fingers trailed down his abdomen, marveling at the strength beneath his skin before drifting lower, exploring the hard length pressing against her.

Slowly, she sank to her knees, the cool dew dampening her skin. Her slender fingers wrapped around his throbbing shaft, heat radiating through her touch. Tracing the thick vein along the underside, she marveled at him.

"Wow, Alex," Tisha purred, her voice a low, sultry murmur. "You’re so big, so thick and hard. I’ve never seen a cock as gorgeous as yours."

She licked her lips, her tongue darting out to wet them in anticipation. "I can’t wait to taste you, to feel you in my mouth."

Leaning closer, her breath ghosted over the sensitive head, and a wicked smile curved her lips. She trailed a teasing lick along the shaft, feeling him pulse under her touch.

Unable to resist, she took him into her mouth, lips stretching to accommodate, tongue swirling around the tip, savoring his taste.

He groaned, hips twitching as she worked him with skill and desire. Her movements were measured, deliberate, coaxing every shiver, every twitch from him.

He could feel the way her mouth milled over him, how her throat clenched and pulsed, amplifying his pleasure.

"Fuck... Tisha," Alex groaned, gripping her hair, guiding her gently. "You feel so fucking good. Taking me like this... so deep."

She moaned around him, swallowing and licking, teasing and pleasing, each movement a dance of control and surrender. The heat between them built, a coil of raw need and indulgence that neither could resist.

Finally, with a groan and a shiver, Alex reached the edge, hips thrusting slightly, and released into her mouth.

She swallowed every drop, feeling him pulse and throb, marking her with the heat of his desire.

Breathless, chest heaving, she looked up at him, tears and sweat mingling on her face.

Alex’s expression was one of dazed satisfaction, the night stretching endlessly around them... a private, intimate wilderness for their fire and need.

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Tisha sank onto her heels, breath ragged, eyes locked on Alex with a wicked, teasing smile.

She drank in the sight of him... cock spent and soft, hanging between his thighs and felt a rush of triumph. She’d brought this powerful man to his knees.

"Look at you," she purred, hand brushing over his semi-flaccid shaft. "All fucked out already? Or... maybe you’re just a two-pump chump, hmm?"

Without responding, he swept her into his arms, gripping her hips and carrying her toward the car.

Tisha gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck, heart hammering. In a heartbeat, he bent her over the hood, the cool metal a sharp contrast against her heated skin.

She barely had time to register before he pressed himself against her, the thick head of his cock sliding along her slick folds. Tisha arched, moaning, hips tilting into him.

"Ohhh, Alex," she gasped. "You’re so hard again..." Her words dissolved into a scream as he slammed forward, burying himself deep in one powerful stroke.

"Shut up and take it," Alex growled, smacking her ass. The sting flared into heat that pooled in her core, making her push back into him, craving more.

He set a brutal, relentless pace, hips snapping, flesh slapping flesh. Tisha’s walls gripped him, clenching and fluttering with every stroke.

"Yes, yes!" she screamed, voice raw, hips pressing back as he claimed her fully. "I’m yours... use me, fuck me, own me!"

Alex grunted, feeling her coil tightening. With a low, feral growl, he slid a hand around her throat, tilting her back against his chest.

His hips shifted, slamming into a sweet spot that made stars explode behind her eyes.

"Fuck, I can feel you getting close," he panted, voice ragged. "Scream for me... scream my name as you come on my cock." His grip was firm, possessive... enough to dominate, not harm.

Tisha’s back arched, nails digging into the hood, moans shredding the night air.

She teetered on the edge, every nerve alight, body trembling under his merciless rhythm.

Tisha’s back arched sharply as Alex hit that magic spot deep inside her, a place so sensitive it made her see stars.

"AHHHHH, ALEX!" she screamed, voice raw, primal, echoing into the night.

Her pussy clenched around him like a silken fist, spasming as waves of white-hot bliss radiated from her core.

Her body shook, hips bucking against his with every pulse of pleasure.

"That’s it, fuck, come on my cock!" Alex roared, driving into her with a final, brutal thrust. "Milk it, baby, milk my cock dry!"

His hand gripped her throat, pulling her flush against his chest as he exploded inside her.

Jet after jet of hot, thick seed flooded her, claiming her, marking her as his.

The sensation sent Tisha spiraling into a second, even more intense climax, body trembling uncontrollably.

"OHHHH GOD, ALEX!" she shrieked, voice hoarse, every nerve ending alight, hips bucking, legs trembling. Pleasure coursed through her like lightning, every inch of her consumed.

Alex held her firmly, strong arms wrapping around her heaving frame, grounding her through the storm. When the aftershocks began to ebb, he tilted her face up, capturing her lips in a searing, possessive kiss.

His tongue stroked hers, devouring her whimpers, tasting the lingering traces of their mutual release.

Finally, he pulled back, both panting, chests heaving, trying to catch their breath in the quiet, electric aftermath of what they’d just shared.

As the night wore on, Alex and Tisha remained lost in a haze of lust, bodies entwined in every position imaginable. They never paused, driven by a primal need to possess and be possessed.

Under the canopy of stars, they moved on the hood of the car, the cool metal a shocking contrast to their heat-slicked skin.

They fucked over the backseat, leather groaning with each thrust, then tangled on the dew-dampened grass as Alex rolled Tisha beneath him, driving deep and forceful.

Tisha moaned, screamed, begged for more, her voice ragged from pleasure. Every nerve ending burned. Alex’s touch, scent, and skin consumed her entirely.

As dawn painted the sky soft pink and orange, they collapsed in a sweaty heap on the hood. Limbs tangled, Tisha draped across Alex’s chest, hair tousled, breath coming in ragged pants.

His strong arms wrapped around her, one hand possessively resting on her ass.

She felt every inch of him, from his hard chest to taut stomach, his heartbeat racing beneath her cheek. Her muscles ached deliciously, the deep ache of profound satisfaction.

Alex tilted her chin, dark eyes locking with hers, pride and male satisfaction in his gaze.

"Fuck, Tisha," he murmured, voice rough, "That was...incredible. I’ve never felt a connection like that... so intense, so all-consuming."

Tisha hummed in response, fingers tracing his chiseled jaw. "Mmmm...me neither," she whispered, hoarse. "I feel like I’ll never be satisfied unless I have you, claiming me, ruining me for anyone else."

Alex’s eyes darkened, a low, possessive growl rumbling from his chest. "Good," he said, voice dangerous. "Because you’re mine now, Tisha. No one else will ever touch you."