Aurora’s POV

“Fuck! Prof!!”

The word ripped out of me before I could swallow it back, loud and broken and way too needy for the quiet office. My back arched hard against the edge of his desk the second his mouth latched onto my pussy, hot and wet and relentless.

His tongue dragged slowly and flat right up my soaked slit, parting my swollen lips like he owned them, and the wet sound it made was filthy enough to make my toes curl tight inside my shoes.

“Oh shit,” I gasped, my hands flying down to grip the sides of the desk because my legs were already shaking.

“Dr. Voss…...