“Oh God,” she breathes. “You feel so good. Can’t you feel how wet I am for you?”
I can. She’s so deliciously wet that I slide in and out of her with ease, going deeper, faster, each time. Our fingers entwine and I pin her hands behind her head, looking down on her as I thrust inside her. I feel her heat clamp down on my cock and I watch her mouth form a perfect O shape as she cries out freely, her orgasm taking over her once more. The sight is enough to send me crashing over the edge. I jerk and come deep inside her pussy with a growl, kissing her hard as we finish in unison.
I’ve died and gone to heaven. But her quivering body beneath me reminds me that we’re alive. Still, inside her, I realize something very special has just happened. I know, somehow, impossibly, that she’s pregnant with my child.
“Dylan,” she whispers, looking into my eyes. She knows it too. I cup her cheeks, looking deep into her eyes. I want her to know that this moment has just sealed our fate.
“I love you,” I growl. “I’m always going to look after you. We’re going to make this work. The baby we just made, we’re going to raise it together and be a family. God damn, Cora, I love you more than anything on Earth.”
“I love you too,” she breathes, and it feels like the most natural thing in the world. Just another sign that this is meant to be. I hold her close, breathing in her scent, and feeling her body pressed against mine. I’ll never forget this. The moment I took her virginity...the moment I made her mine…
The moment we fell in love.
Chapter Eight
Cora
The party is still in full swing downstairs, but I’m not interested in going back. Lying in bed with Dylan is the only way I want to spend this night and every night after.
If someone had told me a week ago that I’d be lying naked in bed with my professor, I’d have told them they were crazy. But now as I snuggle into his chest and he kisses the top of my head, I know that this is exactly what I was missing in my life. I used to think I was happy. I’d go to classes every day, study hard for my degree, hang with my friends, and never break any of the many rules my Dad set out for me. Now, I’ve broken every rule in the book to be with Dylan, and it’s so freaking worth it.
I can barely believe the things we’ve shared...the things he’s said to me...the way he’s made me feel. I can still feel how good it was to have him deep inside me. The moment when he came in me and bonded us forever with the baby growing inside me was so perfect. And that he’s told me he loves me, I feel like the happiest woman on Earth.
“You’re quiet,” Dylan whispers in my ear. I sigh into his chest with a smile.
“I’m just savoring the moment. I’m so happy, Dylan. Honestly, I’ve never been happier.”
“Me neither. You’re like a dream come true, Cora,” Dylan says, kissing my neck. His lips against my skin feel so good and I moan. His hand runs up my thigh and delves into the wetness between my legs. Even after the intense pleasure he gave me, I crave more. I don’t think I’ll ever stop craving him.
“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you,” he says, his fingers circling my clit. “I can’t wait to wake up next to your sexy curvy body every single day and take you every night. I can’t wait for our future family. You’ve changed me, Cora, made me want more out of life.”
He slides two fingers inside me and I gasp as he moves them in and out of me. His teeth grazing my neck.
“Fuck, I want your body to always respond to me like this. I want you to always come for me, always give your body up to me entirely, always be ready to let me fuck you. Do you think you can do that for me, baby?” he growls.
“I know I can,” I gasp as he edges me higher. He barely even has to touch me to work me into a frenzy.
“No other man will ever have you. You’re mine. If any man ever tries, he’ll have hell to pay,” Dylan promises. “They might not understand but your body belongs to me. If they even think about touching you I will make sure they fucking regret it.” His fingers delve deeper inside me.
The possessive way he talks turns me on even more. He’s willing to get his knuckles bloody for me, like the possessive alpha male he is. I’ve seen both sides to him now, knowing he can be gentle with me, and bring out this animal inside him to protect me, makes me want him even more. He’s the perfect man, and it just shows me more and more that there will never be another man who can compare to him.
“You’re so wet for me,” Dylan snarls, his thumb circling my clit. I gasp out in pleasure.
“No man will ever make me wet like you,” I moan. He growls in delight, kissing and biting my neck again.
“That’s exactly what I want to hear, baby. You’re mine. All mine.”
I’m so close to the edge that I grip the sheets and buck toward his hand. As my orgasm crashes over me, he holds my body close, trailing kisses down to my breasts, prolonging the moment as his teeth graze my sensitive nipple. I cry out, muffling the sound in his shoulder. As I’m coming down, he slides his fingers out of me and grabs my ass, pulling me even closer. I can feel his rock hard member poking at my entrance.
“I’m going to do that to you every day for the rest of our lives. I’m going to make you come so hard you’re going to be weak in the knees night and day from the way I touch you,” he growls in my ear, nipping at my lobe with his teeth. I sigh as I come down from the high.
“But how? How are we going to make this work? My Dad…”
“I’ll deal with him,” he murmurs. “Don’t worry, Cora. We’re going to be fine. It’s you and me against the world.”
I so desperately want that to be true. I care about my Dad, but what I have with Dylan is something irreplaceable. I can’t give it up just because my Dad doesn’t approve. And when he eventually finds out, I’ll just have to face the consequences. I kiss Dylan and he pulls me into him. His protective arms around me feel so good. I want him again, but I know that sense dictates that we get back to the party. I sigh.
“We should go and show our faces before things get suspicious.”
“Alright, but the second the party is over, I’m climbing back in through your window so we can finish what we just started,” Dylan growls. I giggle and our lips meet again.
“I like the sound of that.”
We get dressed, but it takes a long time when we both keep stopping to touch one another, to kiss, and to drive each other wild. By the time I finally have all of my clothes back on, Dylan is still half-dressed in just his trousers, his shirt hanging open as he pins me up against the wall. His hand moves back up my dress.
“The party…” I breathe, but I’m not putting up a fight as his fingers run over my core once again.
“Fuck the party,” Dylan growls. “I can’t get enough of you.”
Our eyes meet and I feel a rush move through me as we kiss again. But as we do, the door bursts open and someone comes in. I gasp in shock when I see who it is.
“Dad?”
Dylan
The Dean stands in the doorway to Cora’s bedroom, his mouth hanging open. Even as the sounds of the party continues downstairs, the silence in the room feels heavy. I stand in front of Cora protectively. If there’s going to be a fight, I’m ready for it. I’m ready to do anything to keep her in my life.
“Dad...you shouldn’t be here,” Cora says in horror, adjusting her dress. Her father looks so angry that I have no idea what he might be capable of. He clearly knows exactly what he’s just walked in on.
“What did I tell you about staying away from my daughter?” he hisses, his voice low and quiet. Cora’s hand slips into mine and I stand my ground, glaring back at the Dean.
“I couldn’t do that,” I growl. “Your daughter is too important to me. You’d understand that if you let us prove that what’s going on between me and Cora is real.”
“Real? It’s sick. You’re supposed to be her teacher. You’re supposed to guide her in class, not guide her into bed,” he snarls. He turns to Cora. “And as for you, I can’t believe y
ou’d entertain this. I thought you were smarter than this, Cora.”
“You don’t understand,” Cora says. She’s shaking but holds her ground. “I’m in love with him, Dad. This isn’t some dumb fling. I know how it must seem to you, but we’re committed to one another. I’m sorry I had to lie to you about it, but you didn’t give me any choice.”
Her father shakes his head at her. “All this time...all this time Cora, I’ve been trying to protect you. I’ve had to raise you alone, but I always thought that I did a good job...now I’m questioning that entirely.”
“Why? Because she dared to fall in love? To give her emotions to someone who feels exactly the same?” I say. The Dean’s eyes meet mine, full of fire.
“Because she’s claiming to be in love with someone she’s known for less than a week. Because she’s claiming to love someone twice her age...someone old enough to be her father! Because she’s fallen into a predatory trap set by her own teacher. Have you both lost your minds? I should report you, Dylan.”
“No!” Cora cries out. “This relationship was a choice. Just because it’s not what you’d do it doesn’t make it less valid.”
“He’s still your professor,” the Dean snaps. “It’s against university protocol for professors to have relationships with their students.” He glares at me. “You’re fired.”
“Don’t!” Cora cries, but I shake my head.
“It’s fine,” I hiss. “The job doesn’t matter. So long as I have you, nothing else is important.”
“If you think I’m letting you anywhere near Cora again, you’ve got another thing coming,” the Dean growls. Cora steps forward.
“That’s not your choice,” she says quietly, but confidently. “It’s mine. I know you think you’re trying to protect me, but you’re doing the opposite. You’re pushing me away, taking away my free will. It’s not healthy, Dad. I’m going to continue to see Dylan. I don’t care what you say. It’s my life and I know how I feel. Don’t try and stand in my way.”
“There is no way I’m letting this happen under my roof,” he snaps, turning on me. “In fact, get the hell out of here. I don’t ever want to see your face again.”
He steps forward to shove me in the chest, but I grab him by the shirt before he can do anything. He has the sense to look scared as my urge to protect takes over and I throw him back against the wall. Cora cries out in horror as he recovers and tries to launch himself at me. I go into defense mode, but when he tries to punch me, I lose patience and slam my fist into his nose. I hear a crack and he yells out, collapsing into the wall. When he stands again, his nose is bloodied. He wipes his face in anger.
“You broke my fucking nose!”
“You started a fight you can’t finish,” I growl.
“Get the hell out of my house!” He turns to Cora. “And you...make your choice. It’s me or him. It’s your family or a man you don’t even know.”
Cora’s lip wobbles. “Dad, no…”
“You have to choose. Make the right decision, Cora.”
Cora’s brow furrows. “Dylan would never make me choose between the two of you. All we want is for you to accept this and let us move forward. If you can’t do that...if you’d rather let me go than let me be happy...then my choice is made.” She slips her hand back into mine. “I’m going with him.”
An awful silence fills the room, and her father’s face turns dark.
“I should have you expelled. You’re breaking every rule.”
“Is that all you care about?” Cora says, tears in her eyes. “Fine. Do it. At least now I’ve seen your true colors.”
She tugs my hand and we leave the room. Downstairs, the party has come to a halt and everyone is staring at us, but we push on through anyway. We walk out the door and get in my car and drive away.
We don’t look back.
Chapter Nine
Cora
Dylan drives us to his house on the other side of town. I spend the whole journey looking out of the window, swallowing back tears, and trying to convince myself that I’m fine. But I’m not. I know I made the right decision by coming with Dylan. He would never have asked me to leave my father behind to be with him, but it hurts knowing that my Dad wouldn’t even consider my feelings. He chose to be angry and unforgiving. He literally preferred to let me go than to see things from my point of view and kicked me out of my own home. How am I meant to survive this feeling? My own father rejected me. And now he’s all alone in that house, feeling bitter and lonely...yet somehow, I feel more sorry for him than I do for myself.
At least I have the love of my life with me. At least I have the knowledge that his baby is growing inside me. I’ll never be alone when I have Dylan. He reaches over and takes my hand, and I feel my lip quiver. His kindness to me is so much more overpowering than my father’s betrayal, but now I can’t stop the tears.
When we reach his house, he carries me from the car and up to bed. He tucks me in and brings me a glass of water as the tears fall freely. By the time I’ve finished crying, my throat is raw and my head hurts. Dylan gets into bed beside me and pulls me into his arms.
“I’m sorry that happened. You didn’t deserve to be treated that way by him.”
“I just can’t believe how it panned out,” I sniff, snuggling into him. “I knew he’d be angry...but I thought he might be able to forgive me if he saw how happy I was. I really thought he might give us a chance, that my happiness would be more important to him. I really thought I knew him, but apparently not.”
“Give him time,” Dylan says quietly in my ear, kissing my cheek. “He might come around. But if he doesn’t, I will always be here for you. He’s lucky to have you as a daughter. If he’s willing to let you go, then he’s crazy.”
“I know,” I sniff. I turn around to face him. “I just want to thank you. For sticking up for me the way that you did. I kind of came apart back there.”
“I’ll always protect you,” Dylan growls. “You don’t need to worry. I’ll always have your back. You’re mine now and that means something to me. I’m never going to leave you out in the cold.”
Tears prick my eyes again. “Do you think things will ever be okay with him again?”
“If he has any sense, then yes,” Dylan murmurs in my ear. “He can’t just let you go so easily, baby. Besides...once I leave the university, he can’t use the excuse of me being your professor to break us apart, can he?”
My face falls. “Dylan, he can’t fire you. He just can’t, it’s not fair.”
“He can, actually. It’s against school policy to have a relationship with a student. If it had been any other student, the outcome probably would’ve been the same. Maybe the punishment was harsher because you’re the Dean’s daughter, but it doesn’t matter,” Dylan insists gruffly.
“Of course it matters, it’s your job! Your way of life! If my Dad really has fired you, how will you find another job teaching?”
“That’s not something for you to worry about, okay. I’ll make things work. I always do. You just have to trust me, baby. I’m secure here. I own my home, I have money. I never spent much because I never had anyone to spoil, and now I have you and I can give you a life of luxury for years without needing to worry about money.”
“I don’t care about a life of luxury. I don’t need it. All I need is you.”
“Then you don’t need to worry, because you have me,” he growls. “You belong to me, Cora, but I belong to you too. You’ve stolen my heart. I thought I’d always be alone, but it was worth the long wait to find the one woman who can make me happy. Don’t think too much about what happened back at your Dad’s house, this is the only outcome I care about. Me and you.”
I lean in to kiss him, feeling butterflies flutter in my stomach. I’ve never had someone care for me so deeply, so lovingly. He’s given me more in the past few days than anyone else ever has in all my twenty-one years. I know without a doubt that I don’t need to change a thing to be with Dylan. My Dad was always desperate
to improve me, to make me be a certain way, but I can let go of all of those expectations now. I can live how I want to now, with the man I love.
It feels unreal, lying here and kissing the man of my dreams. I waited so long for this. I watched all of my other friends find love or at least fleeting romance, and I wondered if I’d ever feel the way. But what I have with Dylan is even more special. We’re soulmates. This was written in the stars.
This love is forever.
Dylan
I hate seeing Cora this upset. Even though we’ve spent our weekend getting to know one another, making love at all hours of the day, and sleeping late in one another’s arms, I can see how hurt she is that she’s been let down by her father. All I want to do is make everything better, but her stubborn father hasn’t answered any of my calls trying to make things right. Some men just won’t let the somethings go.
But he won’t stop me from making Cora happy. She’s hurting now, but she’ll be okay. She knows she can rely on me to look after her and make her happy. I’m the one she can grow old with, raise a family with, laugh with, and discuss literature with even though I’m not going to be her professor anymore. I don’t care much about that anyway. Like I told her, the job was important to me once, but she matters to me so much more. I’ve had a long and good career. If it has to end here because of me being fired, then I’ll find some other way to fill my time. She’s the only thing I need to be happy and fulfilled, especially when she’s giving me amazing sex night and day.
But this is about so much more than the sex. Our connection is deep and will withstand anything. Even though some will want to break us apart, we’ll stick together forever. And that’s why this morning I went out and bought a ring for her. With her early pregnancy test turning out positive and confirming our suspicions, we have a baby on the way. Our lives are entwined in a way no one can deny, and now, I want to commit the rest of my life to this beautiful curvy woman. The woman of my dreams. I want her to know that we belong to one another, body and soul. And I don’t want to wait for another second to call her my future wife.
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