Filthy Professor: A First Time Professor and Student Romance (Wynton Book 2)

by Bianca Cole

  Her breathing becomes faster and labored, and her body tenses. I know she’s close. Four weeks of fucking her more than anyone I’ve ever fucked, and I know everything about her body and the way it reacts. She moans loud again, and I don’t even fucking care. “That’s it, baby, come on your my fat cock with that butt plug filling up your ass,” I growl, leaning over to nip at her ear.

  Her tight muscles clench around me, and I know she’s close. “Come for me, Sasha.”

  She whimpers and moans as I thrust in once more, and her pussy clenches around my cock, milking at me and making my balls clench.

  “Professor, fuck. I’m coming.” She utters, trying to keep her voice down.

  “Yeah, baby, come on your professor’s cock like the dirty girl you are.” I slap her ass and thrust in once more.

  Her entire body convulses hard as she milks me for all I’m worth. I grunt against her neck as I shoot rope after rope of my thick cum deep inside of her. It feels so good to fill her up and mark her as mine. My cock twitches and throbs inside of her warm, tight, wet pussy.

  She’s still panting as I let her go and slip out of her. She stands and turns, grinning at me. My thick white cum drips out between her slit, making my dick throb again and thicken.

  Fuck.

  She looks amazing. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her close, kissing her hard. She moans into my mouth. I know if I don’t turn away from her, I’m going to fuck her again.

  “Let me get you a towel,” I say, walking toward my gym bag and pulling out the towel. I pass Sasha the towel and then pull my pants up and fasten my belt.

  I pull her close to me and grab her ass cheeks, reaching around to tap the plug. “Do you want me to take it out?”

  She smiles at me. “No, I’ll keep it in.”

  “Hmm, you like having your ass filled, do you?” I growl, my cock becoming hard despite the fact I came only two minutes ago. She makes me insatiable.

  She nods her head and steps toward me. “I’d like it more if you fill my ass with your thick cock, sir.”

  I’m harder than nails now. My dick strains against the zipper of my pants, wanting to fulfill her request right here and right now. “You’re so dirty, Sasha.”

  She smiles and kisses me. “Yeah, and you love it.”

  A knock at the door startles her away from me, and her eyes go wide.

  My heart speeds up to a hundred miles an hour, and time stands still for a moment. This was always going to happen at some point. We’ve been getting way too cocky about where and when we fuck. I should have been more careful, but when she’s anywhere near me, all reason flies out the damn window.

  “Hide under the desk,” I whisper.

  I bend down to clean the cum that had dripped from her onto the floor, and chuck the towel on top of my gym bag.

  Sasha does as I say and slips under the desk and out of sight.

  I step toward the door and unlock it, swinging it open to find the dean standing there.

  Perfect.

  “Dean, to what do I own this pleasure?” I ask.

  She narrows her eyes at me. “Why was your door locked?”

  “I had a call with a researcher a few minutes ago, and I didn’t want to be disturbed,” I lie, trying to come up with a plausible reason for locking my door. It’s not custom practice to lock your office door, especially during office hours.

  “I see. May I come in?” She asks.

  I step aside and allow her in. “How can I help you?”

  She turns to face me. “I wondered if you read the sexual harassment document.”

  My brow furrows as I stare at her. “I gave it a quick scan over…”

  The dean moves towards me and adjusts her low hanging top, displaying her full cleavage. “I told you to read it, Logan.” Her voice turns seductive.

  “Sorry, I’ve been busy with getting new classes started,” I say.

  She steps even closer toward me and runs a finger down my chest. “I’ve had a rather alarming accusation made by a student.”

  I raise an eyebrow. “What sort of accusation?”

  “One of the students in your Junior literature class believes you’re having an affair with a student.” She runs her finger across my biceps next.

  Inside, my heart is beating out of my chest, but I keep my face straight. “I can assure you that’s not true. Which student alleged this?” I take a step away.

  She steps closer to me. “Jack Ansel said he saw you leaving Sasha Harman’s apartment the other day.”

  My heart stops beating for a moment. She is mentioning the girl hiding behind my desk at this exact moment. “That’s correct. I went by to drop off some work for her because she’s my TA.”

  Dean Alison steps toward me, so there is only an inch between us, and she runs her palm across my chest, feeling my muscles beneath my shirt. “It’s not standard practice for a professor to visit a student at the place they live.” She moved to squeeze my bicep with her other hand. “Perhaps, I can turn a blind eye to this if you agree to do something for me.”

  I step backward and frown at her. “You don’t need to turn a blind eye because nothing is going on between my student and me.”

  She shakes her head. “Tessa Smith also came to me and alleged that you came on to her.”

  I snort in disbelief. “I dismissed Tessa as my TA because she came on to me. She turned up here and tried to cross the line. That’s why I dismissed her.”

  “Logan, you’re not getting it.” She shakes her head. “I’m horny as hell, and you’re the hottest professor here.”

  My mouth hangs open. What the fuck is going on?

  “So, either you take me out and give me a good fucking, or I’ll expose you and ruin your career.” She steps forward and lowers her voice. “It’s that simple.”

  I stare at her in shock. “W-What?”

  She turns and saunters toward the door as if she’s just given me a standard instruction. “You heard me. I want a decision by the end of the week.”

  She leaves me standing there with my mouth on the floor. After a few moments, Sasha appears with tears blurring her eyes. She’s shaking and clutching her phone in her hands.

  I rush over to her and pull her into me. “Sasha, I’m sorry.” I wipe the tears from her cheeks. “It will be okay. I promise.”

  “I can’t believe Jack saw you.” She takes in a deep breath and steadies herself. “I recorded the entire conversation. The dean has been caught red-handed sexually harassing you and blackmailing you.”

  My eyes widen, and I stare at her in shock. She’s so quick thinking. My heart swells, and I want to hold her and never let her go. For a while now, I’ve started to realize this thing with her isn’t about sex. She makes me feel things I never felt before. The problem is we can’t really be in a relationship, not without breaking a lot of rules. I was the first to fuck her, but I want to be the last. She’s mine.

  “Sasha, I will take it to the board of the university.” I cup her chin in my hands. “I will also have to explain our relationship to them.”

  She flinches. “You can’t do that. You’ll lose your job.”

  I shake my head. “I’ll tell them the truth. There is a policy against professors harassing students, but I think I know away around it. I’ll tell them the truth.”

  Her eyebrows hitch into her hairline. “What is the truth, sir?”

  I wince at her calling me sir. “I’ve told you to call me, Logan.”

  She bites her lip. “Sorry, what is the truth, Logan?” she asks again.

  I smile at how damn cute she is. “The truth is I want to be with you, Sasha, really be with you.” I shake my head. “I want to take you out on a proper date and kiss you in public.” I brush my finger along her cheek. “I want to tell everyone I know that you’re mine.” My heart swells as I tell her the truth. “Come over to my apartment tonight at seven o’clock, and we will discuss it. It’s too dangerous here.”

  She nods. “Okay, I’ll se
e you later, Logan.” She kisses me hard.

  “See you later, baby,” I mutter, as she turns and walks away. I watch her leave my office a little dumbstruck that I told her how I feel. It’s the truth.

  Have I lost my mind?

  I know that I can’t live without this girl, and if that means I lose my job, so be it. I think I knew that the moment I set eyes on her in that lecture hall, even if it seemed ridiculous. She woke something deep inside of me. I’ve never felt this alive. I never believed this would happen to me, but you can’t help who you fall for. I’ve fallen in love with Sasha. She’s mine, and I’m never letting her go.

  18

  Sasha

  The sun beats down on my skin as I walk back toward my apartment. It feels like I’m walking on air. I can’t believe Logan wants to tell the board about us. Perhaps, I’m looking into it too much, but it sends a tingling sensation through me.

  Is this as real as it feels? I know I love him, but does he love me?

  When I make it back to the apartment, I hear voices coming from the kitchen. Jack is sitting at the table opposite Ally. Anger rushes through my blood at the sight of him. He told the dean about Logan and me.

  “What the fuck are you doing here?” I ask.

  He turns and smirks at me. “I was dropping by. I wanted to speak to you. Ally told me you should be back soon.”

  I glare at Ally, and she shrugs. “He wouldn’t leave, I’m sorry.”

  I grit my teeth together. I’d been in a damn good mood until this asshole showed up. “What do you want?”

  He glances between me and then Ally. “I think you may like me to discuss that in private.”

  I shake my head. “Anything you have to say can be said in front of Ally. She’s my best friend.”

  He looks a little shaken by that. “I know what you are up to. I’ve reported you to the dean.”

  I narrow my eyes at him. “I’m not up to anything.”

  He shakes his head and walks toward me.

  Ally heads toward her room. “I will give you guys a moment alone to hash this shit out.”

  Thanks a lot. Leave me with this freaking creep.

  “I know you’ve been fucking Professor Tanner,” Jack says.

  The blood drains from my face hearing him say it to my face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  He gets closer to me, a mean smirk curving his lips. “The day you slammed the door in my face, I saw him leave a few minutes later.”

  I shrug. “Professor Tanner had to drop some work over to me. I’m his TA this semester.”

  His face falls. “Bullshit. If that was the case, why did he hide when you opened the door?” He crosses his arms over his chest. “If you don’t have sex with me, then I will make sure everyone knows the truth about how much of a professor whore you are.”

  Anger bubbles up inside of me, but I keep cool. “You’ve got no idea what you’re talking about. There is no way in hell I’m sleeping with you. Not now or ever.”

  Jack grabs my wrist hard and yanks me toward him.

  “Get off me.”

  He forces his lips against mine.

  I push him away. “I said get the fuck off me, Jack.” I raise my voice, and Ally comes rushing back in.

  “Jack, I think it’s time for you to leave.” She glares at him with her hands on her hips.

  He glances between Ally and me twice, before blowing out a long breath and rushing toward the door without another word. I watch as he lets himself out.

  Tears well up in my eyes as everything that is going on hits me at all once. It’s as if everything is against us — first the dean, now Jack.

  Ally rushes toward me and pulls me into a hug. “What was that all about?”

  I pull back and gaze into the concerned eyes of my friend, and I know I need to tell her the truth about who I slept with. If I don’t get all the crazy feelings off my chest, it feels like I might explode. “There’s something I’ve got to tell you.” I sniff, signaling for her to sit at the kitchen table.

  “Okay, sure.” She sits down and watches me.

  I rub my hands together. “You can’t tell anyone about this, though.”

  She holds her hands in the air. “Who am I going to tell?”

  I roll my eyes at that as she loves to gossip. I bite my lip, unsure whether I should tell her. “I want to tell you who I had sex with,” I blurt out.

  Her eyes narrow. “You said I didn’t know the guy.”

  I bite my bottom lip. “I lied.”

  She gasps and holds a hand to her chest. “How could you?”

  I swallow hard and gaze at the table. “Because I’m not sure you will believe me when I tell you.”

  Her brow furrows. “I will. You’re my best friend.”

  I pause for a moment, considering if I should tell her or not. The risk is high, but Logan said he wants to make this official, so she will find out eventually. “It was Professor Tanner.”

  Her eyes widen, and her face falls. “Are you being serious?”

  I glance back up at her. “We’ve been sleeping with each other ever since.”

  She claps me on the back. “Well, fuck me sideways. You’re one lucky gal, losing her virginity to a man as sexy as him.”

  I smile. It’s true. I am lucky, and I feel even more lucky that Logan wants to date me. “Yeah, the problem is, Jack saw him leave here the first day we had sex. He has told the dean who is now blackmailing Logan into having sex with her.”

  “Logan?” She raises an eyebrow.

  I laugh. “Yeah, well, he told me to call him Logan.”

  “Holy crap. It sounds like you’ve walked into a drama TV series.”

  I laugh. “I know. The craziest thing is that Logan told me he wants to tell the board of directors about us.”

  Ally goes silent now, her mouth ajar. “Do you mean he wants to date you?”

  I nod, and she looks stunned for a minute. “Damn, girl. You’re one lucky bitch. Do you want to be with him?”

  I smile, relieved that she is being so supportive and not giving me shit over how reckless it is to sleep with my professor. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure I...” My face flushes as I realize what I feel for Professor Tanner and that I’m about to say it out loud. I’m in love with my English Professor.

  “What is it? You’ve turned red.” She nudges me.

  I swallow hard. “I think I’m in love with him.”

  She narrows her eyes. “Are you sure it’s not because he took your virginity because that can feel like love sometimes.”

  I shake my head. “No, he makes me feel happy and safe.”

  She raises an eyebrow. “I’m sure he does. So, how is he in bed?”

  Heat rushes through my body, settling in my cheeks. “Ally. I’m not going to discuss that.”

  She pouts. “You’re my best friend. That’s what best friends talk about.”

  I sigh and submit to the puppy dog gaze. “The sex is great. Can we leave it at that?”

  She bites her lip. “Fuck, I bet he is amazing. Has he got a big cock?”

  I can’t contain my laughter this time. Ally is so blunt and sex-crazed. “I haven’t got a lot to compare it to, but it’s bigger than any I’ve ever seen before.”

  “You watch enough porn to know. Is it a porn star sized cock?”

  “I guess so. If I was to estimate, it’s about nine inches.”

  Her mouth hangs open. “Fuck me. I’ve never seen one that big before. You are one lucky devil.”

  “Please promise you won’t tell a soul. I know you like to gossip.”

  She frowns at me. “I like to gossip, sure, but I’d never fuck my best friend over and tell people something like this.” She shakes her. “What do you take me for?”

  I grab her hand a squeeze. “Thank you. I needed to tell you.”

  Her eyes narrow, and she sits up straight. “That night in O’Malley’s, when you disappeared into the bathroom for quite a while… Where you?”

  The
heat in my cheeks gets even worse. “Yeah, we had sex in the bathroom stall.”

  She claps her hand over her mouth. “Oh my god, you’re dirtier than me.”

  I laugh and let out a small sigh. “I might be, yes. Logan makes me crazy.”

  She smiles. “When are you seeing Professor sexy again?”

  “Tonight. Logan asked me over to his place for dinner.”

  She stands up and grabs my hand, dragging me with her. “Where are we going?”

  “I will help you get ready for your smoking hot date.” I smile and can’t believe how happy I feel right now. My best friend knows the truth and is more supportive than I could have hoped for. The man I’ve fallen for wants to be with me. There is just one tiny problem, getting the board of directors to accept us being together.

  19

  Logan

  I wait nervously for Sasha as the clock hand moves to five minutes past seven. She’s late, and it makes me more anxious. I’ve cooked my mother’s famous lasagna for her and set the table with candles. I’ve got some music playing in the background. It’s the first time I’ve ever properly cooked for a woman. I’ve thrown together a few meals for Sasha, but this is a proper meal.

  The reason I’m so damn anxious is that I know what I feel for Sasha is real, but does she feels the same?

  I need to tell her the truth tonight. She’s too special to me. I’m scared she might not feel the same way. The doorbell rings, and my heart beats out of my chest. I can’t believe the way this woman makes me feel.

  I walk slowly toward the door and open it. Sasha looks breathtaking, wearing a navy-blue dress. Her hair is down in waves falling over her shoulder. “You look stunning.”

  She smiles at me and takes in my appearance. “You don’t look half-bad yourself.”

  I laugh and step aside to allow her in. After shutting the door, I place my hands on her hips and kiss her neck. “I cooked dinner.”