EPISODE FOUR- EXPENSIVE PURSES DEAL

Karyna’s POV

“Let’s play some naughty game with her,”

I had already woken up when I heard these words from one of them.

It took me everything not to squirm or act like those words didn’t affect me, but somehow, I managed to lie still and keep my breathing even.

The voices, almost similar, rang in my head, but I didn't open my eyes or act like I was awake until I heard the other one suggest a kiss.

I was a bit startled by the sudden suggestion, though I made sure that I didn’t physically react to it. It was an acquired skill I was grateful for.

‘He’s not going to do it, right? He’s just joking, I’m sure,’ I tried to convince myself, hoping it turned out to be that way as well.

But, to my surprise, I heard footsteps approaching me, stopping right in front of the couch I was lying on.

And then…I felt his hot breath on me, and I instantly reacted, swinging my arm and smacking him blindly across the face.

I heard a surprised yelp from him as I opened my eyes, gradually adjusting to the room's brightness.

Briefly scanning the space, I saw that it was a very luxurious and comfortable suite, which showed that the two were very well-to-do, not like I was doubting that in the first place.

Then I quickly took notice of the other man standing in the middle of the room, with a button-up shirt and rolled-up sleeves, staring at me in disbelief.

From his attire, I could tell that he was Professor Henri. I was still annoyed and embarrassed by our earlier encounter, so I averted my gaze as soon as it landed on him.

“Woah, easy there sweetheart,” I turned back to the man beside me, whose green eyes were glittering with pure amusement and hints of desire in them.

“I just wanted to wake you up with a kiss like in all those Disney movies, you know? Like your Prince Charming.” The man, who I assumed was Julian, said with a mischievous grin.

I glared at him. “I am very much awake, thank you,” I drawled sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

I pulled myself up into a sitting position, ignoring the heated stares I was receiving from them. I knew I was being difficult, but after discovering that these two were twins and mistaking their identities, I still felt kind of stupid.

It wasn’t even my fault! It was just the world playing tricks on me and pushing coincidences in my path!

How was I to know that my one-night stand had a twin brother who was also my professor?

“Good,” he said in response to my sarcastic reply, and without me realizing it, he grabbed my chin and seized my lips.

A moan of protest escaped my lips as his roughly ravaged mine, sucking and prodding through.

My body— as much as I didn’t want to submit— traitorously began responding to his kiss.

I had to pull away from him immediately. “Fuck,” I whispered under my breath, wiping my wet and swollen lips as I struggled to regain my breath.

I gasped, awfully aware of Professor Henri’s intense stare, especially after the kiss, and it made my body heat up even more.

Julian tried to touch me again, but I stood up from the couch, to get away. “Stop it. I don’t want any naughty games with you and your uptight brother,” I told him, but even my words sounded unbelievable in my ears.

Julian rose and barked out a laugh. “Uptight? She said you are uptight, Henri.” he said to his brother, with a wide grin and Professor Henri moved closer to us.

“I’m your Professor, what else do you expect me to be than uptight to you?” He snarled at me, suddenly towering over me with his imposing presence.

I fought the urge to step back, but it was so fucking hard. Not only were these men so goddamned tall, but there was also something about them…about their presence that made me want to cower and hide.

Especially Professor Henri.

I felt so small looking up at him, yet I felt so horny staring up at him in such close proximity with his sexy glasses on.

“Why did you care?” I shot at him with a glare. “You don't sleep with your students anyway.” I pouted and swallowed as I noticed a flicker of desire in his unwavering gaze.

“I don’t,” he replied firmly, and that made me feel even more weak in the knees, what the fuck?

“Then…there’s no reason for me to be here anymore,” I spoke to him before attempting to grab my purse that was on the table, but Julian snatched it before I could reach it.

He smirked, his green eyes glistening with mischief. “Where do you think you’re going to?” He asked with a raise of a brow, placing my purse away from reach.

“Hey! Give me back my purse!” I protested with a frown.

I shifted to get my purse, but he overpowered me and pinned me to the wall with one hand, my purse in the other hand.

A muffled gasp left my lips as I was trapped between Julian’s hard body and the wall, stuck staring up into his mesmerizing green eyes.

“Got you?” His voice dropped into a low whisper and I could feel my pussy throbbing.

It was crazy how much effect he had over my body, without even touching me yet. I felt my panties getting soaked already, and it stuck a desperate chord in me.

Why was I so insatiable for his dick?

“I…my purse…” I stuttered, lips quivering slightly.

I had forgotten the reason why we were in this position in the first place.

“Cum for me and I will buy you more expensive purses,” Julian promised me huskily, flinging my Chanel purse onto the couch, then using his free hand to gently caress my chin.

I moaned as my body leaned into his touch. He seemed aware of the effect he had on me, so there was no reason to fight him anymore. He has won.

Also which girl wouldn't want new expensive purses?

I could see the smirk of victory on his face when he realized that I had already surrendered myself to him.

“Good girl,” he whispered sexily, biting my earlobe. “No need to fight it.. let me take care of you…”

I was lifted up almost immediately and placed back on the couch I was lying on earlier, only this time, I was in a sitting position, with my back rested properly against the couch.

Julian knelt, slipping his hand in between my thighs, spreading them apart, and causing me to let out a shaky moan.

I leaned back, resting my head against the backrest as he rubbed me through my silk thong.

“Fuck,” I whimpered, grinding against his fingers.

It felt wonderful. I’ve never been this turned on before and just this friction alone was amazing. Also, the knowledge that I was being watched by my Professor was another toe-curling experience for me.

“You’re so wet. Look how you’re dripping through your panties,” Julian murmured roughly, his sultry voice so rough, it was borderline a growl. “I can’t wait to taste you. I bet you can cum just from me touching you like this.”

I moaned loudly now, my thighs trembling from the sensory overload of pleasure assaulting my senses. He was right. If he continued what he was doing, I was going to cum.

“You’d like that, huh? You’re so need for a good fuck,” he chuckled darkly. “Look at you, moaning like a wolf in heat. Are you aroused because my brother is watching? Tsk tsk,”

I trembled even more after his words. I needed more, or I would simply combust with the need to cum.

Without warning, Julian slipped his hands on my waist, pulling my thong down with a grin on his face.

He stared at my bare body, his Adam Apple gurgling as his grin widened.

“I love how you’re so wet,” he whispered, and before I could process it, he dropped his head, leaning toward my pussy.

His lips latched onto my clit, sucking at the sensitive nub like he wanted to see me get wrecked with desire.

“Ah! W-wait…fuck…! P-please!” I cried out, trying my best not to grind against his face, but it was a very tough decision.

He was slurping and lapping against my inner lips and sticking his tongue inside me. He drew out muffled moans and whimpers from my throat as I writhed under him.

And when he added two fingers into my sopping cunt, pushing in and out so fast, I nearly sobbed.

“Please…!…please!” I whimpered heavily, panting as my orgasm began creeping up on me.

My hands found his hair and my fingers carded in them desperately as I brought directly on his face.

I sensed Professor Henri's penetrating gaze fixed upon me. I was aware of his watchful eyes all through, but I had never truly met his stare.

Turning to look at him, our eyes locked. His deep emerald gaze met my watery blues, and as my gaze lowered.

I smiled as I noticed the bulge in his pants. It captivated my attention more than his face instantly.

It looked so big…I wanted it so bad.

“W-what if I-I…oh fuck…want to play a naughty game with b-both of you?” I struggled to let out, breathing heavily and moaning mindlessly, special thanks to the man sucking my breasts.

“Of course, whatever you want.” Julian replied, his mouth and tongue sucking on my nipple, causing me to bite my lip and back out a moan.

Good God, he knew what he was doing with both his hands and mouth. I felt myself nearly cum.

“W-what do you say, Professor? Will you fuck your student?” I groaned, then grinned at Professor Henri with half-lidded eyes.