TONK JR.
COCKER BROTHERS BOOK 19
FALEENA HOPKINS
CONTENTS
TONK JR. Book 19
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Cocker EXTRAS
About the Author
TONK JR. BOOK 19
“This whole series speaks to me of a very loving, caring, especially ascetic family who put their love out there for all to see and reap the benefit of regularly. That sounds like an awesome way to be. Great stories and characters!”
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PROLOGUE
She’s making a banana, kale, apple, and spinach smoothie for her new breakfast diet plan. She just explained how delicious it is when you add fresh ginger. Before she hits the blender, Mom asks, “How are you, honey?”
Shaking on our bathroom toilet, I hold the phone loosely to my ear and glance over to tears streaming down my face in the long mirror’s reflection. I’m in black sweats and a white tank top, my feet pigeon-toed, back hunched. “I’m good.”
“Are you juicing or doing anything like that?”
“No, but…I’m thinking about cutting out some things.”
“Oh, you should! It’s nice to clean up your digestive tract—give your body a break now and then. How’s Vic? Things still going great after you moved in together?”
My gaze drifts right again, and I stare at the bruises on my neck from where he choked me last night until I nearly blacked out. “He’s fine.”
“Just fine?”
“He hates his job.”
“Well, tell him there are more out there. Keep searching until he’s happy.”
I mutter, “Uh huh,” wiping my eyes and wincing from the bruise on my fingers I got from trying to pull his off of me.
I love you, Vic. You’re hurting me! Stop! You’re going to kill me if you don’t stop! Please! I love you!
“Your father and I were just last night wondering if you two were coming to visit us sometime soon.”
“I don’t think so, Mom.”
“Mmm, this is so good. I wish you were here so you could try this.”
Fresh tears burn my eyes as I close them. “I wish I was there, too.”
“Well, let’s talk about that diet. What were you thinking of cutting out? I have to say, I feel so much better now that I cut out dairy. I can’t tell you how bloated I was and didn’t know it! I lost ten pounds! Can you believe that?” She laughs and says, “But enough about me, what were you going to cut out?”
“Coffee,” I whisper, glancing to the mirror as I hold up the stick with the pink plus symbol. “Mom, I’m pregnant.”
CHAPTER 1
T ONK JR.
I murmur against her clavicle, “Can I see you after class?” as we fuck on the smooth silver desk the Psychology Department gave her when she was hired. Glad the edges are rounded otherwise we’d be bruised now.
Fisting my hair, a smile flashes on her orgasmic face at the reminder of how we got this deep into a…conversation.
“This isn’t what I had in mind,” she smirks.
That might be true.
I did seduce her.
I blame my base animal instincts and the fact that I’m becoming the man I really am, lately.
When I see something I want, I go for it.
As my hips move in a slow rhythmic motion, Professor Miller’s breath hitches, eyelashes fluttering closed as she winces in pleasure. “Yes!”
Her mouth goes soft and her pitch rises, volume low so we don’t draw attention from students outside that locked door.
Every moan she makes is breathy, sensual music to my ears, no matter how loud. She could just make those faces and I’d be golden.
“I was just going to discuss your assignment on the mindset of men and women in the early 1900’s versus now,” she moans, throwing her head back and letting me have my way. “You got an A. Great job.”
Diving deeply into her sweet, wet pussy a few times I groan, “This is my thank you for appreciating my effort.”
She locks eyes with me, grabs me by the hair. “Look, if you were just a kid out of high school I would never have—”
“—Allowed me to seduce you?”
She bites back a moan, lips quivering as she glances to the door, checking to make absolutely sure once more that I locked it.
I did. I’m a gentleman.
“Tonk, how did you get to be so….oh!!!”
“—Good at this?” She moans as my cock rises to the compliment. “I’ve read a lot, Professor Miller. About women’s bodies. What makes you tick. I gleaned from them that you want me to take control, if the attraction is mutual.” I give her slickness a few long strokes before I groan and continue, “Human beings have evolved, but some things haven’t yet and may never change. Men wantto protect women they care about. And when it comes to sex and procreation, women want men to dominate them and show they can protect the cave we can’t get out of our psyches. Hot fucking demands that we honor our biological needs.” I hold still a minute at the deepest part of her, panting to catch my breath. “If a man displays his power it implies he can protect not only you but your future children from other cavemen.” I chew on her lip as my length thickens against shuddering walls. “It’s all about balance, Professor, which is the problem in this modern world. You’re a feminist. I can tell. You walk like you have something to prove. You want to be taken seriously and yet you want to be fucked right. Just like this. And this. And this.”
She whimpers and slams her mouth onto mine, our tongues licking each other for the duration of a few hot strokes.
I break free, panting, “And you’re allowing me to slam my hard dick inside you because you’re still in power as my professor. You could fail me in class. I’m at your mercy, not the other way around. So when I sat back in that chair and spread my legs, my hand near my crotch, looking
