“I need you, Ever. This should be better. You deserve better than this, but I can’t wait anymore.” His eyes meet mine and his lips sweep in and render me helpless.
“This is your first time, isn’t it?”
I nod and bite my lip. “How did you know?”
“I know you. You plan everything. But some things can’t be planned, sweetheart.”
His hands trail the length of my torso, caressing my waist, smoothing my hips until his fingers meet the hem of my blouse and he pulls it over my head.
“Tonight, is about us. All about us.” He croons as he unlaces my bikini and lets my breasts fall into his hands. Undressing me slowly, he pulls off my shorts with my bikini bottoms and lays me on the bed, completely exposed for the first time.
My hands move to shield my body, but he pushes them aside. “Don’t hide from me. You’re mine.”
I balk. “Yours? That’s a big assumption, mister…”
He chuckles and hushes me by placing a finger to my lip.
Those fingers. That giant hand. Simply gorgeous.
Eleven
Linus
I take a deep breath and inhale her soft perfume. The smell of citrus and berries linger in the air between us. It intoxicates me, lightening my mood, rousing my thoughts and provoking something feral to overtake my judgement.
She inches closer and her eyes follow the finger hovering over her lips. My pulse spikes. My breath labors. My cock thickens in my pants, eager to wreak havoc on her innocent body.
Our eyes meet for a moment and a surge of electricity crackles between us. When I pull my finger away, she touches my hand and wordlessly lifts it to her mouth. I watch her. My mouth slacks. My eyes widen, then hood with lust as I let one finger slip inside her lips.
My mouth hangs wide while I watch her suck my finger, pulling it in deeper while she caresses my heavy hand and pulls on my wrist. When she pushes it out and sucks it back in, a groan charges forth from the pit of my stomach. She releases a breath that prickles my skin and my stiff cock throbs in my pants.
It wants out. It wants to take the place of this fucking finger, but I can’t stop her if I tried. Her full lips wrap around the base of my knuckle. Her blue eyes peek through her lashes while her tongue dances along the length of my finger.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me.” She pouts and releases it.
I smile and use that same finger to trace the angle of her jaw. As we gaze breathlessly at one another, I cup her chin and bring her closer. My mouth covers hers. My tongue forces those bee-stung lips apart and like a starving man I devour her with a fiery kiss. I pull her into my arms, drag my hands to that full ass that’s taunted me all semester and lift her to the back of the bed.
She’s breathtaking. A breath of fresh air in my ugly, stale world. I can’t stop. All I want is Everly riding my cock and screaming my name. I want to see the look on her face when she climaxes, and I want to see my cum drip down her legs after I take her bare.
Our lips don’t stop. Our mouths never part. She motions for me to close the drapes.
“Someone will see us.” She whispers before she slams her chest against mine, cranes her neck and licks my Adam’s apple.
“Hurry up.” She demands.
I quickly comply.
“And get those off.” She waves her hand at my jeans and shirt. I tear them off and rush back to bed.
She throws her discarded blouse at my face and giggles. “Professor Barnes, we shouldn’t be here.”
I shake my head. “Yes, we should.”
“But you’re my professor. Won’t you get in trouble?” She bats her lashes and feigns innocence, but there’s nothing innocent about the look in her eyes. She wants this as much as I do. But she wants to play. She’s got a fantasy that wants to be fulfilled.
I can play, baby. I’ll be whatever you want.
“It’ll be worth it. Besides, I haven’t taught you everything, yet.” I caress her waist and trail my fingers to her chest. The weight of each breast fills my hands and the fire simmering in my belly becomes a lusty growl I can’t contain.
“What have you left out? I pretty much know everything.” She runs her hands through my hair, tousles it and brings my face down on her chest. I go nuts. Bringing her tight nipple to my lips, I swirl the rosy peak with my tongue, licking and suckling until I hear her gasp and mold her body into mine.
“I still need to teach you how to fuck, Ever.” I whisper.
She gasps, then bites her lip and nods. While we kiss, her fingers tug the hem of my boxers and her hand pulls out my stiff cock. She strokes it. I shudder and reach for her thighs, spreading them open to give me access to her wet pussy.
Before I can say a word, she drags the head of my cock down her quivering slit. She’s so warm. So wet. The smell of her arousal makes me salivate. My dick thrusts forward, desperate to fill and stretch that tight pussy open.
“No condoms, Professor?” She moans as she rubs my cock on her clit.
“No. I want you like this. I need to fill this pussy with cum. And when we’re done here, I’m filling it again. And again. I want everyone who looks at you to know you’re mine.
She smiles and edges my cock inside. Without delay, I thrust in with one vicious stroke. Her tight walls squeeze my cock, pushing it in until I bury myself all the way in. We gasp together and her body welcomes me in. Lying back, she spreads her thighs and lifts her knees. I can see my cock glide in and out of her. I have a perfect view of my cock, dripping wet with her arousal, plying and pounding her virgin pussy, claiming it for me and me alone.
“Professor Barnes, you’ll get me pregnant.” She screeches as she tumbles into a shattering orgasm. Her moans grow so loud, she covers her mouth with her forearm and rides the euphoric surge until another spasm rocks her flailing body.
“That’s what I want, baby. This pussy was made for my cock. It was made for my cum. You were made for me, Ever. This is exactly what fucking is for.” I grip her ass cheeks and plunge deeper, harder, until I see stars. My cock swells. My balls tighten. When she winds her legs around my waist, I lose control. If she’s not going to stop, I’m taking everything. I’m fucking coming deep inside Everly Dunne and no one’s stopping me from making her mine.
Twelve
Ever
In the early evening, I wake up wrapped in the arms of Professor Linus Barnes. My face nuzzles his chest. Our legs wrapped and intertwined in sheets. Every muscle is sore and every nerve tingles from a night of wild sex. So many positions. So much cum. Thanks to my Mom’s pestering, I’m on the pill, but all my things are at the other hotel.
It’s not too late. I need to head back when everyone leaves for dinner or they’ll pester me about who I’m with and where I’ve been. Maybe, they’ve already seen us. I’m not sure why I care. School is over. I’ll be gone to Europe soon. I like him, but this has nowhere to go. I’ve got plans, old plans, important plans. I can’t turn my life upside down because I have a crush on a professor.
This is just something nice.
He’s given me something special to remember our time together. Something I’ll never forget this.
He looks dead asleep, but when I try to move, he winds his arm tighter around my waist. I nudge him and he digs in. I shake him gently. He growls.
“Linus, I need to go.” I whisper against his chest, overwhelmed by the masculine scent of his cologne and the heat radiating off his skin. Memories flood back. The things he said. The things I said! I didn’t know I had that kind of filth in me.
“Where are you going? You’ve thoroughly used my body. You’re not going anywhere. Go back to sleep.” He grumbles and stretches his limbs. He’s so hot. One look at his long, lithe body, rippled with muscles makes me want to crawl over him and ride this pony down through Central Park.
Shut your trash mouth and focus.
I nudge him again. “I need to get my bags. Everything I brought from Connecticut is at the other hotel.”
His eyes open and his big arms pull me into his embrace. “That can wait. We’ll drop by before dinner.”
I shake my head. “It’s already dinner time. Come on, my pills are over there. I need to take my pill.” I’m already late. I didn’t think twice about skipping it this morning but now the clock is ticking. I lost track of all the times this man came inside me.
Everly Dunne is not ready to be a Mom. I’ve got plans and I haven’t scheduled motherhood for at least another five years.
“What pills?” He lifts my chin and plants a soft kiss on my lips.
“Birth control. My birth control pills are over there. Sleep more if you want. The hotel is a block away. I’ll head there myself.” I slink one leg off the bed, but he drags me back.
“Are you on the pill?” He looks pissed.
I nod and kiss his chin. I’m not trying to soothe him. Kisses are being handed out and I don’t want him to feel like I can’t reciprocate.
His eyes narrow and I swear I hear a sigh of irritation. I’m hit with a sudden recollection of our first time a few hours ago. He said he wanted to get me pregnant. He said he wanted everyone to know I was his. I assumed we were playing roles. But was he serious? Did this man really want to knock me up?
What the hell?
I return his glare and frown with suspicion. “You weren’t trying to get me pregnant, were you?”
He shakes his head, but his eyes betray him. I’m not convinced. “No, I wasn’t.”
“Why do I feel you’re lying?” I push him away.
He wrestles me and traps me under his weight. “I wouldn’t do that. Stop saying that. Let’s just go get your stupid pills.”
I fly out of bed and he follows, dragging his feet all the way.
Thirteen
Linus
I’m not angry she’s on the pill. That would make me an asshole. And I’m not an asshole. Not a big one. Not that big.
It was a fantasy. A sick fantasy of control. Plus, I am thirty-seven years old. I want a family. I want one with Ever. And fine, I don’t want her to leave for London. Knocking her up makes it easier than begging her to stay.
I guess that makes me a big asshole.
We walk the short distance to the hotel. She holds my hand and points to every restaurant along the way, coaxing me to choose one for dinner. When I say we’ll play it by ear, a look of confusion crosses her beautiful face. Everly plays nothing by ear. This girl plans everything and any deviation is torture.
This is a lesson she needs to learn. I want to spend the rest of my life with her and I’m not letting her plan out every single thing. Fifty percent of the time, we need to fly by the seat of our pants and live spontaneously. Okay, I love her. I’ll let her have sixty percent planned out. I can be flexible.
For tonight’s lesson, she’s agreed to break previous plans and come back to my hotel. We’re spending the rest of the weekend together. That’s my compromise for letting her make reservations at an Italian place she spotted online. She made breakfast reservations too. But that’s just sensible. Saturday morning breakfast will be impossible this close to the park.
After she grabs her bags and leaves a note for her friend, we head back. I’m dying to have her alone again. I’m itching to make love. Maybe, I can talk her into room service. No, we’re in New York. She should have a nice time in the city. While we walk, I ask her to plan our route to the restaurant. She loves that stuff.
“Really? I thought you know this place backwards and forwards.” She smirks as she searches her bag for her pills. With her head stuffed halfway into her tote, I lead the way through the lobby towards the elevators. When we board, panic sets in.
“Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. My pack is empty!” She jumps around and waves the packet.
I grab the pack and point to the pills in the middle. “What are those?”
She shakes her head vigorously. “Those are placebos! I forgot to insert the new pills in my pill box, and I don’t have backups!”
She paces and searches through her phone contacts. She calls her pharmacy to ask them to transfer the prescription locally. They’re closed for the evening. We check the train schedule to head back to New Haven but the last train leaves in thirty minutes. We’ll never make it. I know what I said earlier, but it breaks my heart to see her riddled with anxiety over something I caused. As soon as we get back to the room, I pack my bag, and call for a rental.
“Are you sure? You just got here. I can catch a train in the morning.” She pouts while she watches me pack my things.
“You’ll worry all night and what would I do here without you? I came to the city to be with you.” I peel off my shirt and pull out comfortable clothes for the drive.
While I change, she curls into my arms and wraps her arms around my waist. “Thank you, Linus.”
I kiss the top of her head. “Thank me when we get there. After I tap this ass, you’ll need two pills to stop my boys.”
She giggles. “That doesn’t make sense.”
“Oh, shut-up and change.”
Fourteen
Ever
Halfway there, just outside of Greenwich, I lose my mind. He wants me to be spontaneous. I know I have limitations in that department, but I need to start somewhere. While we speed down I-95, I can see he’s tense. The stress on his face travels down to his shoulders and I regret placing us in this position. I could have stopped him from coming inside me. I’ll admit, he sounded hot. It sounded sexy and stirred something primal and wild in my schoolgirl brain. And, I could’ve brought the right pill pack.
Of course, if he used condoms, we’d still be living it up in the city.
But the look on his face, the gleam in his eyes, the feel of his naked thigh peeking out from his shorts and the way his cock stiffens under my fingers while I pat his bulge, all conspire to make me a spontaneous woman. With one quick move, I pull his thick shaft out from his shorts. He gasps, but when I stroke it, he makes no move to stop me.
“What are you doing?” He smiles and urges me closer. I press my lips to his, plant a smoldering kiss and then dive down for closer inspection.
I’ve never done this. Both times he went down on me at the hotel, his excitement got the best of him. Afraid he’d come too soon, he denied me a chance to prove my worth in this arena.
“You know what I’m doing. Tell me if you need me to stop.” Overcome with lust, I swirl my tongue around the head of his swollen cock and slowly glide it into my mouth. While my lips seal around his girth, my jaw struggles to take in more, pacing the descent of his monster across my tongue and down my throat. This is a challenge, but his praise entices me to continue.
“Fuck, baby. Is this the first cock you’ve had between those lips?” He groans.
I nod. “You know it is. I thought about swallowing your huge cock every time you were hard in class.” My mind buzzes with the memory and furthers my lusty ambition. I feel scandalous, but I want him to know I was looking all along.
“You bad girl. Look at how hard you make me, baby. This was waiting for you all fucking semester.” He winds his hand in my hair and leads me down further. I take the bait. My lips wrap around his thick meat, sealing and suctioning as I plunge deeper, driving it in and out, as fast as I can.
He’s so long. So thick. The way it feels in my mouth. His taste and scent on my tongue. His grunts and growls every time he thrusts into my hot, hungry mouth make me want to pull off my shorts and straddle his lap. It’s been hours since we’ve had sex and I’m desperate to feel his cock stretch me open again.
While I work his cock, I’m oblivious to the sound and feel of our car slowing down. Without warning, Linus pulls into an abandoned parking lot, parks the car and lifts me off him. He tosses me into the backseat and with his cock in his hand, jumps into the back.
There’s no time to waste. I pull off my shorts and he dives head first between my legs. I spend two seconds fighting him. I’ve got cock on my mind and nothing else will do
Except his tong
ue.
His tongue is divine. He spreads my thighs, lifts my ass with his hands and serves my pussy straight into his wet, hot mouth. I gasp, loudly. He drags his tongue down my slit, exploring, teasing me, suckling my clit with such expertise, I cry out and tumble into a shuddering climax that steals my breath and makes me whimper his name.
“Fuck, Linus!”
Before I come down, he plunges his heavy cock deep inside me. I gasp then urge him to keep going. I want him. I want all of him.
“Don’t be gentle. Ruin me for all others, but please fuck me.” I can hardly believe my words, but I mean each one. I need him to fuck me without mercy. I want to feel him for months.
“You will never have another cock, baby. There won’t be any others.” He thrusts hard and fast, building a friction that fills the car with whimpers, grunts and unearthly moans.
With our bodies sealed, writhing with a pleasure I’ve never known, we kiss. His full lips descend on mine and continue to build a fire that wants to consume us whole. And we let it. It’s unavoidable. It’s beautiful and filthy, sweet but passionate. Although we move as one, my heart still aches to feel him closer. To keep him this close forever.
While I crash and tumble into a second climax, he whispers something I wasn’t expecting.
“I love you, baby. Please, don’t go to London.”
My heart stops. I catch my breath and my eyes fill with tears. In the middle of the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, my heart fractures in two.
Fifteen
Linus
I asked her to stay. In the end, I begged her. It was humiliating, but I wanted her to know what she was leaving. It didn’t matter. London was part of her plan and I wasn’t.
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