Claiming His Student: An Instalove Possessive Age Gap Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 209)

by Flora Ferrari

  The way he touches me between my legs takes me to another level, though. This feeling is so intense that I feel dizzy with desire. He seems to know exactly how to do this. I wonder how many other women he’s made feel this way...like they’re the most special woman on Earth. But I don’t care. Because he’s chosen me. Tonight, I belong to him and he belongs to me.

  I squeak as he picks me up in his arms and carries me across the room, kissing me hard. I don’t know what he intends to do, but I trust him. If it leads to even more pleasure, I can’t complain one bit.

  He lays me down on an empty desk in the corner of the room and yanks my panties down my legs. My heart leaps in shock. I feel completely exposed, but my body belongs to him now. I want him to have it all. I want him to touch me, taste me, fuck me. I want him to never be denied anything he wants when it comes to me. He stands at the edge of the desk, growling as he begins to unbuttons his shirt, revealing to me his hard, defined chest. Leaving his shirt hanging open, he moves toward me, his face determined.

  “Let me see you,” he growls. “Let me see that sopping wet pussy.”

  My legs are shaking as I part them and hitch my skirt up to my waist, revealing myself to him fully. His hungry growl tells me that he’s found exactly what he’s looking for. He looks deep into my eyes and slides two fingers inside me, making me gasp.

  “This pussy is mine,” he growls. “Your body is mine. Everything you have belongs to me now. I’m going to give you everything, Cora. I’m going to show you the pleasure that no other man deserves to show you.”

  I believe him. I believe every word. Because as his fingers begin to pound inside me, I gasp loudly, pleasure washing over me. He knows just how to touch me, just how to get me worked up to the point of no return. With him inside me, I feel more alive than I ever have before.

  I’m in heaven.

  Dylan

  Seeing Cora writhe under my touch on the desk is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever witnessed. As she wriggles closer to me, her silvery hair splayed across the table haphazardly, her breasts bounce. She looks like a woman coming undone, a slave to my touch. I know that I’m the only one that can make her feel this good the same way she’s the only woman that can get me all worked up like this. She hasn’t even touched my cock and it’s been rock hard this whole time, ready for the moment she finally pleasures me. But this night isn’t about me or what I want. All I care about is showing her pleasure. All I care about is seeing her come for me.

  Her pussy is deliciously wet as my fingers plunge in and out of her. I lift my fingers briefly to my mouth so I can taste her, growling as her delicious taste coats my tongue. Then my fingers dive back inside her, making her moan loudly. It’s possible that there are others working late at the university...we could be caught at any time. The door is unlocked and anyone could hear her moans, but I don’t care. I want the world to know that we are meant to be, that she is mine. I want them to know how good we make one another feel. As I take her closer and closer to her edge, I know that we’re a perfect match.

  I move around the side of the desk so I can suck on her nipple as I continue to pleasure her with my fingers. She pants, arching her back so that she’s even closer to me. My fingers delve deeper inside her, earning deeper moans from her.

  I can tell she’s close to her first orgasm, but we’ve got all night. I intend to make her come over and over and over again. As she cries out and bucks against my hand, I growl in delight, kissing her hard. I’m ready for a second round, but she sits up and slides off the table, coming closer to me.

  “I’m not done with you,” I growl, my fingers diving back between her legs. She moans, but she begins to sink down to her knees.

  “And I haven’t even started with you,” she purrs, looking up at me with her beautiful cat green eyes. The comment making my cock ache, desperate for her touch. As much as I want tonight to be about her, my body is also crying out for the wetness of her mouth around my rod, or her hand pleasuring me. As she undoes my belt, my hands tangle in her soft curls and I groan. I need her. She’s irresistible. How can I say no when she’s offering herself up so insistently?

  There will be more time to pleasure her later. Maybe I’ll even get to take her hard and long. But now she’s released my cock from my pants and she’s holding it in her hands and I know that she’s going to make me come. I’m going to shoot my hot load right down her throat and watch her swallow every drop. She looks at my length in shock, licking her lips in anticipation.

  “You’re so big,” she gasps, even as she’s sliding my shaft along her tongue and into her willing mouth. She takes me like a pro, even when she’s got the face of an angel. I have to wonder if she’s done this before, but what matters is that she’s doing with me. I growl, gripping her hair as she begins to suck me off.

  As her head bobs, it feels better than anything I’ve ever experienced. Her lusciously wet mouth around my cock feels so amazing that I can’t even begin to think about how good it’ll feel to be inside her tight, wet heat. But we’ve got plenty of time for that. I enjoy the moment, watching her work away on my cock. Her hands join her mouth in pleasuring me, both of them working in unison so well that I almost blow my load right away. I have to pull back for a moment to compose myself so that I don’t erupt like a volcano.

  But I know I won’t last long. How can I when her perfect, wet lips are pleasuring me? How can I when I watch my dream woman on her knees in front of me, giving me everything I’ve waited forty years for? I’ve never had a woman before, but with her, it’s all so natural. I don’t need experience. My body knows exactly what to do when faced with hers...and right now, I have to shoot my load.

  I grunt as I spill myself right down the back of her throat. She dutifully swallows, her green eyes fixated on mine as she takes in every last drop. Then, her tongue laps up what’s left, licking my shaft clean. We stare at one another for a moment, completely taken in by the moment.

  “Was that good for you?” she asks me. I growl and pick her up off the ground, holding her to me. Her legs wrap around me instinctively as I kiss her.

  “You were amazing,” I growl. “Now...let me give you something more…”

  It’s been hours since we started. We haven’t had sex yet, but I’m happy to wait when we’ve got all this time just to explore one another. Now, we’re lying in one another’s arms on the floor of the classroom. The memory of me finger fucking her up against the lectern is going to be one that’s hard to shake in time for tomorrow’s class.

  I can still taste her on my lips. I can smell her enticing scent on my skin. I can feel her sexy body pressed up against mine. This whole thing is my idea of heaven. She sighs as she cuddles in closer to me. I sense that she’s tired, but when she feels my cock pressing against her core, I see her eyes light up. She wants this, she wants me.

  “You want to?” she whispers, and I growl.

  “I’ve wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you. I want to fuck you and fill you with my seed. I want to feel your tightness wrapped around my cock. Give me your body Cora, give me everything.”

  She kisses me in response and I know she wants this. But then she freezes as my cock presses against her entrance. She gasps and checks her watch. Suddenly, she’s on her feet, pulling on her clothes. I sit up in shock, wondering what the hell is happening.

  “Cora, what’s wrong?”

  “It’s nearly midnight!” she cries out in shock. “I’m supposed to be home, that’s my curfew. I’m sorry, I have to go.”

  “Cora, stay, we’re not done.”

  “I want to,” she says hurriedly. “But if I don’t go now, my Dad will know something’s wrong. He might never let me out again and I can’t have him keep me from you.” She gets back down on her knees and gives me a fleeting kiss. “I’m sorry...but I have to. I’ll see you soon.”

  Before I can protest, she’s up and out the door, like Cinderella running from the ball. I could run after her, grab her, take her home with me
, my cock is still throbbing, desperate to finish what we started. I’m already dreaming of having my cock buried deep inside her. But if I have to wait a little longer to claim my prize, then it’s worth it. She’s worth it.

  The moment I enter her for the first time is worth waiting for.

  Chapter Five

  Cora

  Returning to class after the way things went feels strange. After all of that kissing and touching and exploring of one another, I just ran like my life depended on it. But I had to get home before I pissed off my Dad. I’m not a Daddy’s girl, but the second I step out of line, he’s going to reduce my privileges and I won’t be able to see Dylan at all.

  He must think that it’s ridiculous that my father still has this much influence over me. I know it’s not exactly normal for a grown adult like me to still be under my father’s thumb at the age of twenty-one, but he’s still the head of the household. Since Mom died it’s just been me and him so I totally understand why he’s so protective of me. I’ve never minded up until now, but I get the feeling that his attitude is going to stand in my way, and I can’t have that.

  As I head into class, Dylan hasn’t arrived yet, but Penny is waiting for us in our usual spot. Her eyes widen when she spots me and she ushers me over.

  “Hey! What happened? First, you get held back by the hot new professor, and then I don’t hear a peep from you for the rest of the day. Then I get a message from your Dad, asking if you were hanging out with me. I said yes to cover your back, but I know you were up to something. What’s going on?”

  I had no plans to tell her what happened last night, but I guess I owe her an explanation after she covered for me. I sigh, running a hand through my hair uncomfortably.

  “Dylan and I...we met up last night,” I whisper. Her eyes widen.

  “What?”

  I shrug. “We have a connection that we can’t deny. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but I thought it best to keep this a secret.”

  “This is huge! You’re dating our professor!”

  “Shh!” I say desperately, glancing around me to make sure no one overheard her. I sigh in relief when I realize no one is paying us any attention. I look back at Penny.

  “We have to be so careful...if my Dad finds out about this, he’ll kill me. He could fire Dylan.”

  “Then doesn’t that tell you that what you’re doing is wrong?”

  “So what if he’s a bit older than us?”

  “He’s double your age, Cora. And it’s not even about the age gap. It’s the fact that he’s in a position of power over you.”

  He certainly was last night, but why does that have to be seen as a bad thing? Am I not allowed the option to submit to a man? Especially one as sexy as Dylan. He has everything I’m looking for in a man. He’s intelligent and thoughtful, but also domineering and sexually charged. Every time I think of the things he did to me last night, I feel a tingle down in my center. He showed me pleasure like I’ve never known before. So why is it so bad that I want to indulge in my relationship with him?

  “Look, I’m an adult. I can make these decisions for myself,” I say, crossing my arms. Dylan chooses the perfect time to show up and from the moment he enters the room, his dark eyes are fixated on me. I wonder if he’s angry that I left last night, but he doesn’t seem to be. He just seems like he can’t take his eyes off me.

  “God, he’s so intense,” Penny says a little dreamily. She leans in closer to my ear. “I don’t exactly know what’s going on but you know I’ll always support you. Just be careful...I hope you know what you’re doing.”

  In one conversation, Penny has managed to make me feel like some immature teenager who is falling in love for the first time. I know that maybe my actions seem irrational to her, but she doesn’t understand the connection that Dylan and I have. As I look up and he begins his lecture, I realize that he’s still watching me and me alone.

  “Pride and Prejudice...a story of true love,” he begins. “An unconventional love, perhaps. One that starts out as turbulent. But at the heart of this story is a timeless romance. There weren’t fireworks at the start of their relationship and they had other options right from the start, and no one would have suspected that they were meant to be. And yet...sometimes it’s the unlikeliest of loves that go the distance…”

  Penny nudges my arm and Dylan looks right at me once again. I blush. Everything he says feels aimed at me. Is he telling me that no matter what people think, we can make this work? Is he letting me know that he’s going to fight for this?

  I can only pray that’s his intention.

  Dylan

  Seeing her in class today and knowing I couldn’t go to her, speak to her or touch her was torture. All I wanted was to rip her clothes off and finish what we started last night. Now, as I’m finishing up the lecture, I’m looking for excuses to ask her to stay behind, but I know I can’t do that again with arousing suspicion from the other students. The last thing I want is for us to get caught. Her friend who always sits with her was already watching me suspiciously. I could feel her glaring at me the whole lecture, even though I could barely tear my eyes away from Cora the whole time.

  I wait until all of the students have left before I allow myself to relax a little. My muscles are tense with the need that’s taking over my body. My cock is hard once again, desperate to be tended to by her. After she sucked me off yesterday, I felt relief for a while, but now I need her for real. I need to know how it will feel to fuck her senseless. I need to possess her body, to feel her writhing beneath me as I give her pleasure like she’s never experienced before. It’ll be my first time, but I’ll know exactly what to do when her body is mine for the taking in front of me. I’ll know exactly how to move to make her come, to make her cry out my name, to make her mine and fill her with my seed. I’m going to breed her and tie her to me for the rest of eternity.

  But there’s just one problem. Her father. He’s always going to find some way to get in our way. He’ll never approve of us dating, let alone starting a family together and living out the rest of our years in each other’s arms. She’s mine now and I’m not letting her go for anything. If he tries to stop me, I won’t hesitate to use force to get him out of the way. I know Cora would hate for the two of us to fight, but if that’s what it comes down to, then I’ll have to. She’s awoken a possessive beast inside me, and I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make her mine. Before I met her, I never felt so protective, so possessive, but she’s changed me in such a short amount of time. That’s how I know I have to fight for her. For us.

  I hear someone approaching the lecture room and my muscles tense up once again. I have a feeling it’s not one of my students. When I turn around, I find Dean standing behind me, watching me with anger in his eyes. He can’t possibly know about what happened last night...if he did, he would be starting a fight right now. Still, I’m not particularly interested in spending another second in his presence.

  “Can I help you?” I say. He folds his arms across his chest.

  “Are you settling in?”

  “Yes,” I say bluntly. Whatever the reason he’s here, I don’t need this conversation to last longer then it has to. I just want it over.

  “Well...you won’t know this because you’re new, but at the start of each semester, I like to host a party at my home for all of the professors,” he says. He looks like he’s angry to even be mentioning it to me. I guess he was hoping he wouldn’t have to invite me.

  “When is it?”

  “Tonight.”

  I scoff to myself. “It’s a bit short notice.”

  “Well, if you have other plans, then you don’t need to come. I’m sure you won’t miss much,” he says coldly. I want to laugh in his face. It’s so clear that he doesn’t want me to come that I know I have to be there. Besides, if it’s at his home then Cora is going to be there, maybe I’ll even get to see her sexy curvaceous body in a cocktail dress…

  “I’ll be there,” I say through grit
ted teeth. “What time? Address? Dress code?”

  “I’ll email you the details,” the Dean says cooly. I think he must have assumed that if he asked me to go I wouldn’t want to come, especially after the way he’s treated me. But I know I won’t miss this party for anything. He steps closer to me, clearly trying to intimidate me...and failing.

  “One thing,” he hisses. “Stay away from my daughter this evening. It’s a little inappropriate for you to mingle with one of your students, after all.”

  “Did you say the same thing to the other professors?” I growl. The Dean squares up to me and my muscles tense up, ready for a fight if it comes to that, but the Dean restrains himself, stepping back.

  “I didn’t need to, they wouldn’t dream of trying anything with Cora,” he snaps. He gives himself a moment to take a calming breath and then straightens his suit jacket. “I’ll see you later at the party. And one more thing…” He glares straight at me. “Any sign of trouble tonight and I won’t hesitate to fire you.”

  He expects the comment to shock me, but it doesn’t phase me one bit. In fact, I was expecting it. I know that he’ll do anything to make sure I don’t interfere with Cora, but what he doesn’t realize is that I’d do anything for her. If it means risking my job, so be it. I have to have her. I have to explore her body again, taste her, hold her, fuck her. What I have with Cora isn’t just a night thing, and I’m already craving what we did again. The Dean isn’t going to be able to stop me from going after what I want, what I need.

  Tonight, I’m going to take her.

  Make her mine.

  Chapter Six

  Cora

  Dad’s parties are always tedious, but I always go along with them to support him because I know how much they mean to him. I know I’m likely going to spend the evening listening to his friends tell me how much I’ve flourished during my last three years of study, or ask me how I like my new professor. Well, I have no idea what I’ll say to them tonight because I can’t exactly tell them that I’m falling head over heels for Dylan Harker.