Chapter 276
**Sara**
I shook my head with a wicked grin. "Nope. Do you want a blowjob? Make me come first."
Tom stared at me in disbelief. Then, suddenly, he burst out laughing. "You drive a hard bargain, Sara Parker."
I giggled, spreading my legs wider, giving him a better view of my pussy. "So, what's it going to be, Thomas Blackwood? Deal or no deal?"
He growled, dropping to his knees in front of me. "Deal."
His hands gripped my thighs, pushing them even further apart. He leaned in, his breath hot on my pussy. I could feel his eyes on me, examining every inch of my exposed flesh.
"Fuck, you're so wet," he murmured, his finger tracing my slit.
I shivered, my hips bucking at his touch. "All the better to fuck me with, my dear."
Tom's tongue flicked out, teasing my clit. "Did you just quote Little Red Riding Hood during sex?"
"Maybe?" I gasped as his tongue circled my sensitive bud. "Would that make you the big bad wolf?"
He nipped at my inner thigh. "I'll show you big and bad."
His mouth latched onto my pussy, sucking and licking with renewed vigor. My hands tangled in his hair as pleasure shot through me. Every stroke of his tongue brought me closer to the edge.
"Fuck, Tom," I moaned, grinding against his face. "Right there."
He hummed against me, the vibrations making me see stars. His hands gripped my ass, pulling me closer as he devoured me like a man starved.
"You close?" he murmured against my flesh.
"Yes, fuck yes," I panted. "Don't stop."
"Not planning to." His tongue delved deeper, fucking into me while his thumb worked my clit.
The coil of pleasure wound tighter and tighter. My thighs trembled around his head as I chased my release.
"Come for me, Little Red," he growled.
I burst out laughing, the sound morphing into a moan as he hit the right spot. "Did you seriously just-"
"Shut up and come," he commanded, sucking hard on my clit.
The orgasm hit me like a freight train. My back arched off the couch as waves of pleasure crashed through me. Tom kept licking, drawing out every last tremor until I collapsed, boneless and breathless.
I panted, trying to catch my breath as Tom crawled up my body, a smug grin plastered on his face.
"My turn," he sang, his cock brushing against my thigh.
"Give me a second to remember how to move," I laughed, still trembling from my orgasm. My legs felt like jelly, and my heart was racing like I'd just run a marathon.
Tom laughed and settled onto the couch beside me, pulling me against his chest. "Take all the time you need. I'm enjoying the view."
I smacked his arm playfully. "Of course you are, you smug bastard."
His fingers traced lazy patterns on my skin. "Don't you have office tomorrow?"
"Mmm," I hummed, snuggling closer. "I do. Some of us have to be responsible adults with actual jobs."
"Excuse me?" He pulled back, giving me an exaggerated look of offense. "Are you suggesting I don't do actual work?"
I grinned up at him. "Yes."
"I'll have you know I'm a very responsible professor." He poked my side. "I grade papers, prepare lectures, mentor students. And now I'm even attending board meetings at Blackwood Industries. Just yesterday, I had to review three potential acquisitions."
"Aww, look at you being all grown up and responsible." I patted his cheek. "I'm so proud of my little professor, taking on the big bad corporate world."
He pinched my waist, making me squeal. "Now you're just being condescending. And since when did you become the professor here?"
"Me?" I batted my eyelashes innocently. "I'm just a young, innocent student. Would never dream of being condescending to my esteemed professor." I traced a finger down his chest. "Though I might need some extra credit."
"Innocent, my ass." He caught my wandering hand. "You're about as innocent as a fox in a henhouse."
"I have no idea what you mean." I pulled my hand free and booped his nose. "I'm practically an angel."
"An angel?" He snorted. "More like a devil in disguise. Need I remind you what you were doing five minutes ago?"
"Having a perfectly innocent conversation about Little Red Riding Hood?" I tried to keep a straight face but failed miserably.
"That's it." He grabbed me, tickling my sides mercilessly. "Time to teach this 'innocent student' a lesson."
I squealed, trying to wriggle away from his fingers. "Stop! I take it back! You're very responsible and hardworking!"
"Too late for that now, Miss Parker." His fingers found that spot under my ribs that always made me laugh.
I squirmed and thrashed, trying to escape his merciless tickling. "Tom! Stop! I can't breathe!"
"Say I'm the most hardworking professor you've ever met." His fingers danced along my sides.
"Never!" I gasped between laughs, tears streaming down my face.
He doubled his efforts, finding every ticklish spot I had. "Say it!"
"Okay, okay!" I wheezed. "You're the most hardworking professor I've ever met! And the hottest! And the richest! Just stop!"
Tom paused his assault, grinning at me. "Now, was that so hard?"
I lay there panting, my chest heaving. "You're evil. Pure evil."
Tom pulled me closer, his arm wrapping around my waist. "Me? Evil? I think you've got that backward. You're the evil woman here, torturing me with those little teasing games of yours."
"What? No way." I twisted in his arms to face him, poking his chest. "I'm completely innocent. You're the one who keeps torturing me with your... your..." I waved my hand vaguely at his body.
"My what?" His eyes sparkled with amusement. "Use your words, Sara."
"Your everything!" I huffed. "Your stupid perfect face and your stupid perfect body and your stupid perfect... everything else. It's not fair."
He burst out laughing. "So I'm perfect now? What happened to me being evil?"
"You can be both. Perfect and evil. Like a sexy supervillain."
"A sexy supervillain?" He raised an eyebrow. "And what does that make you? The helpless damsel in distress?"
I snorted. "Please. I'm clearly the badass heroine who will take you down."
His hand slid down my back. "How exactly do you plan to do that?"
"Well, first, I'll distract you with my feminine wiles..." I batted my eyelashes at him dramatically.
"Your feminine wiles?" He tried to keep a straight face but failed.
"Shut up, I'm planning your downfall here." I smacked his chest. "As I was saying, I'll distract you with my feminine wiles, and then when you least expect it..." I poked him in the ribs, right where I knew he was ticklish.
He yelped, jerking away. "You little-"
"Ha! Not so tough now, are you, Mr. Sexy Supervillain?" I grinned triumphantly.
"Oh, you're asking for it." His eyes narrowed playfully. "Come here, you evil woman."
I squealed as he lunged for me. "No! Stay back, fiend!"
He caught my hips, dragging me back. "Now that's just hurtful."
"Help! I'm being attacked by a villainous professor!" I called out dramatically to the empty room.
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