Chapter 96: And?

Chapter 96: Chapter 96: And?

He wondered just how Lilith had broken the news of their affair to Jean.

"I did whatever made her happy," Xavier replied.

"That’s true. He makes me happy," Lilith said, clasping his hands in hers.

Jean stayed silent. His eyes welled up and a single tear slipped from the corner. He wiped it away with one finger. Xavier felt a brief flicker of sympathy—then Jean’s next words erased it.

"Thank you," Jean said.

Xavier blinked, but did not interrupt.

"I always felt guilty," Jean continued. "Like I had wasted her youth. I fell in love with the image of her I carried in my head. When I finally learned she wasn’t the innocent girl I had imagined—that she wanted it rough and dirty—I couldn’t give that to her. Before I knew it, I stopped getting hard."

He drew a shaky breath.

"That’s why I’m grateful she finally found someone who can satisfy her and make her happy. Thank you, Xavier."

Fuck a man’s wife and he thanks you. Xavier had never imagined himself in this situation, and even now he could barely believe it was real.

"Don’t worry, Professor. It’s all right, I’ll take care of her from now on." He slid an arm around Lilith and gave her round ass a firm pat. She leaned into him at once, breasts brushing his chest—right in front of Jean’s eyes.

"I do have one request," Jean said quietly. "If it’s not too much... could I watch you fuck her? Just once?"

"No, Professor." Xavier’s voice was firm. "Lilith is my woman now. I don’t want any other man laying eyes on her naked body. All of this belongs to me—and only me." He smacked her ass again, fingers sinking into the soft flesh.

Ahhn—!

He was still processing the fact that his professor was not only impotent but a cuckold. He wanted nothing to do with that.

"All right then," Jean said. "Shall we discuss the divorce?"

"Jean, you idiot! Take a hint and get out!" Lilith snapped. "The stewards can handle all of that."

She straddled Xavier in one smooth motion, settled into his lap, cupped his face, and sealed her rosy lips over his in a deep, passionate kiss. Her hips began to grind against his thighs. Her breasts crushed against his chest as she kissed him with open hunger.

Mwah... mmm... ahhn...

Xavier was thrown. A moment ago, she had told him to back off because Jean was watching. Now she was grinding on him and devouring his mouth right in front of the man.

Mmmph... nnnh...

"I’m sorry—I’m sorry. I’ll leave," Jean stammered. He stood, walked to the door, and paused for one last look at Lilith’s lustful figure moving in Xavier’s lap. Then he turned and shut the door behind him.

"Ahhn... mmm... I’m so embarrassed," Lilith murmured between kisses. "I never thought he’d ask for something like that."

Xavier’s hands gripped her full, round hips through the stretched leather leggings. "Don’t worry. It’s not your fault."

He stood, still holding her ass, her legs locked around his waist. He carried her to the desk and dropped her onto it. Papers crumpled under the weight of her ass as the soft flesh spilled across the wooden surface.

Ahhn...

He broke the kiss and leaned back. Her full, heavy breasts remained perky and strained against the tight crop top. His hands rubbed over the fabric covering her pussy, fingers sinking into the soft mound.

Mmm...

With both hands he gripped the cloth right over her pussy and ripped it open, tearing a hole in the leggings and exposing her leaking folds, glistening with her juices.

"Aaah... You ruined my leggings," she said.

"Are you mad about it?"

"I will be if you don’t stuff me full of that majestic cock of yours. Nnh..."

Xavier shoved his pants down to his feet. His rock-hard cock sprang free, throbbing with expectation. He took it in one hand and rubbed the thick shaft over her pussy, coating himself in her slick fluids, using her wetness as lube.

"Ahhnhn... mmm... Don’t tease me anymore," she whispered.

"Is that any way to talk to your man?" He pressed the underside of his cock hard against her folds. The length sank into the swollen lips but refused to enter her tiny hole.

Ahhn... ohh...

"You need to learn some manners."

A naughty smile curved Lilith’s mouth.

"Mmm... Then teach me. What do you want me to do? I’ll do anything if it means that huge dick impales my little pussy."

"Anything?" Xavier rubbed the swollen pink head over her clit, crushing the sensitive nub under the blunt pressure.

Aaah—!

"Beg for it like a bitch in heat."

Her back arched, her breasts jiggled inside the tight top. The heavy meat of her ass spilled over the edge of the desk quivered under the humiliation.

Nngh... aahhn...

She loved it. She loved the insulting words, the absolute dominion he claimed over her body, the way her flesh responded to him. Just the sound of his voice made her crotch heat up and her pussy leak.

"Mmmph... ahhn... Xavier... please."

"Please what?" He withdrew, leaving his cock hovering just above her slick folds.

"Fuck me, fuck me with your huge dick," she begged, voice low and sweet.

"And?"

"Please stretch my tight pussy open with that giant cock and use me as your personal plaything. Ahhnhn... mmm..." Her hands slid between her legs. She parted her own wet folds with her fingers, exposing the tiny pink hole twitching beneath her clit.

"Please—I’m begging you. I can’t take it anymore. I can’t live without your dick." Her eyes dropped to the thick length hovering over her. "My pussy feels empty without you inside me."

Her legs tightened around his waist. She lifted her hips, grinding her soft, swollen folds against the veiny underside of his cock, stroking back and forth. Her hands left her pussy and wrapped around his shaft, pressing it down against her raised sex as if she could force him inside herself. She kept rubbing the crown between her slick fingers and folds, waiting for him to break.

"Aaah... mmmph... nnnh...! My whole body is your personal fucktoy. I’m your plaything. I was born to be fucked by that humongous cock. Please have mercy and fuck the lights out of me," she cried, grinding harder, pushing him past every limit.

Each desperate word hit Xavier like a spark. He held back by pure grit, savoring the sight of Lilith whimpering under his cock—until her final plea shattered the last of his restraint.