Seducing the Professor

by Sabel Simmons

  “But they will come into the stable! They will hear us!”

  “Don’t worry, Angel, I’ll be quiet.”

  “Oh Lord! What about me? You seem to have a very short memory!”

  “No Baby, I have a perfect memory and it is those screams and cries I want to hear for the rest of the day.”

  His head lowered and he licked a sensual path down her throat towards the back of her ear. He traced the scallop of her ear with his tongue before he pulled her lobe between his lips and sucked sensually. She keened and clasped his arms desperately. Her body already on the verge of catching fire.

  He traced his lips higher and pushed his tongue into her ear, kissing her, smiling at her cries. He licked a path around her throat to the other side and repeated the sensual onslaught.

  He kissed her throat all the way along the curve of her neck. Her head was thrown back, allowing him full access. He moved to lay on his side next to her, his one leg keeping her thighs apart. Then his full onslaught on her senses began and Alexandra knew she was on the verge of something she was not ready for. Her body quivered with need. Everywhere he touched he left a line of fire, her skin shriveled and expanded and soon she could only gasp and moan with need.

  He was relentless. He caressed her everywhere, his lips and tongue following, driving her crazy with need. Her nipples were painfully aroused, her clit throbbed with need … both areas he has yet to touch, but he built her need to such a height, she knew she was about to explode at the lightest of touch.

  “Please …”

  “Please what, Angel?”

  “I … I need … please!”

  His fingers drew small circles around her nipples and she breathed hard, lifting her back, begging for his touch.

  “Paul please! Kiss them! I need … ooohhh!”

  She released a low continuous keen as he slowly closed his lips over one nipple and pulled it into his mouth, suckling sensually, slowly and when she pushed her breast deeper into his mouth, harder and her keens turned to cries. He moved to the other and his fingers closed around the other nipple, softly rolling and pinching it. She twisted below him, her head moving from side to side on the pillow. He pulled back, raking his teeth to the tip of her nipple and bit down, pinching the other simultaneously and she screamed. She clutched his leg between her thighs and rubbed her clit desperately against his hair roughened leg. She climaxed so hard she could not breathe. Paul watched her climax and his shaft tightened even more.

  “God, you’re beautiful when you climax!”

  She barely recovered when Paul kissed another trail of fire down her belly and over the flat plane between her hips. She could not breathe. Anticipation froze her and she clutched the headboard desperately. He kissed her naked mound softly, dipping his tongue at the entrance and she nearly lifted off the bed.

  “Oh good Lord! Oh … Lord!”

  She kept repeating it with every swipe of his tongue over her cleft. When his tongue found her clit and licked slow delicious sweeps up and down over it, she kept crying out his name. He smiled with joy. By her reaction he was sure she has never had a man using his mouth on her and he was delighted. He pulled her clit between his lips, twirled his tongue over the tip and sucked. She screamed and her back arched in a bow.

  “Oohhh Paul … Lordohlordoh … ohloooorrd!” A full bodied scream followed the moment he pushed two fingers inside her. He searched and found her G-spot and circled it and she exploded almost instantaneously. He kept circling, stabbing and rubbing the nerve endings, feeling her intense contraction of muscles around his hand.

  “Come on Baby! Let go! Give me more! Come for me again!”

  And she did. The climax gripped her loins and turned into a squirting orgasm as he kept rubbing inside her. So hard and so long the bed was drenched below her. Her scream cut off when all her body functions except her pulsing channel came to a halt.

  He removed his hand and the moment she gasped for air, he surged inside her, plunging deep and thrust hard and fast, riding hard, his body desperate for release. She clamped around him emitting cry upon cry. She milked him so hard he shouted at the intensity of it. He plunged hard, once, twice and rammed through the third one, his release shooting from him forcefully. He pressed as deep as he dared and kept pressing sharp short thrusts until he was completely empty.

  He slumped on top of her, their breathing haggard and desperate, but he refused to move. He needed the closeness, the intimacy with her. Alexandra clutched him around his back, her legs wrapping around his waist and she held on. Desperate to ground herself. She has craved more sexually for years … but this … this was more than she could handle! It made her feel so vulnerable, yet so utterly complete! Her mind shut down totally and she bit her lip. Her clit still pulsed from his lips and mouth sucking at it and she felt her core heating up again. She groaned and closed her eyes tight when Paul pulled back and looked down at her.

  “Look at me, Angel.”

  She shook her head and he smiled. He knew she was spooked. Good Lord, so was he. But he needed to lay his claim.

  “Come on, Baby. Look at me!”

  She sighed and opened her eyes. His shone like molten silver and he smiled at her. He traced her lips with his finger and she licked it sensually. He growled.

  “I am overfilled with joy, Angel. Knowing I am the first man to kiss you so intimately. To make you squirt and to draw climax after climax from your delectable body.”

  Her face was red and she gasped when he pressed his shaft deeper inside her. He leaned down and kissed her softly. He looked into her eyes again.

  “And soon … very soon, Blondie, you will be able to take all of me! But there is another territory I need to explore before we get to that. I am going to taste you … lick your juices from your body as you come for me.”

  “Oh Lord!” Alexandra blushed even harder and Paul chuckled delightfully.

  “I can’t get over how shy you are when you’re so wanton when we make love.”

  “Paul! Where are you Cuz! Your parents are here! Paul!”

  Alexandra covered her mouth and her eyes were as large as saucers when Slade’s loud voice boomed through the stable. Paul watched her with a wide smile. He rotated his shaft inside her and she keened, her eyes shooting arrows at him.

  “Stop! Get off!” She whispered in desperation.

  “I am not done yet, Angel … as long as you know that! You have yet to admit you don’t want me sleeping with other women.”

  He relented and watched her dress with a smile. She berated him all the time in a soft angry voice. They tiptoed to the stairs and she slapped his arm when he stepped on a creaking plank.

  “Is he gone?”

  She whispered in his ear. He pulled her tight against him. He made big eyes at her and replied in a loud voice.

  “Dunno, let’s check. Slade! Cuz, are you still here?”

  When silence followed she glowered at him and snapped irritably.

  “Very funny!”

  She grumbled all the way down the stairs and stood waiting for him at the bottom. The moment he turned to her she stabbed him in the chest with a hard finger.

  “Ouch! Careful Angel!”

  “No more! Do you hear me, Paul Shuttle! That was it! You stay away from me! I will not be your cheap hussy on the side!”

  “Now hold on just a damn minute! I have never once treated you like a cheap hussy!”

  “No more! I am here to work! Do you hear me?”

  She looked down and realized he was still shirtless and his muscled torso was just too tempting.

  “And put on your bloody shirt! This is not a nudist camp!”

  She huffed around and stormed out of the stable amidst his delighted laughter.

  Paul caught up with her just as she started up the patio stairs, tugging his shirt into his jeans. He grinned at her and draped his arm around her shoulder. She shrugged it off irritably, but he was not fazed and back it came. She stopped in her tracks and glared at him. He lifted
his eyebrows and waited.

  “Do you not understand English? I said no more, Shuttle! For goodness sake! Your parents are here, what will they think?”

  “I have an idea, but if you really want to know, you’re welcome to ask them.”

  He turned serious and leaned closer to glower into her eyes.

  “Now you listen to me and you listen well. Alexandra. You are mine! You belong to me and I have no intention of hiding you or skulking around as if you are a stranger to me. I like touching you and I am crazy about making love with you. So … get used to it!”

  He straightened and took her hand to draw her behind him to the den where his parents and cousin were waiting. She struggled to get her breath back from being told she belonged to him in such a possessive tone she had no doubt he meant it.

  His parents were delighted to meet her, even more so when Paul pulled her down beside him on the couch and draped his arm around her shoulder. He ignored her glare and brought his Dad up to date with Alexandra’s findings.

  “That is terrific news. At least you are making progress.”

  “It might still take a while. ADC is busy analyzing some of the samples and results to try and segregate the exact strain. Then we need to find a way to extract it from the affected Stallions.”

  Mary and Thomas Shuttle watched their son and noticed the pride in his eyes when he looked at the woman by his side. Mary’s heart warmed with joy. She has come to despair that he would ever meet someone to share his life with. She just could not get over him never having a serious relationship and just using women for the most basic need of man.

  Thomas rose and waved at Paul and Slade. “Come and show me your colt. What have you named him?”

  Alexandra listened to the pride in Paul’s voice as they walked away and was still very relieved that both Yellow Blossom and the colt survived the ordeal.

  “Tell me more about yourself, Alexa. Where were you born?”

  Alexandra felt very relaxed in Mary’s presence. She was probably in her late fifties and her love for her son very clear in her eyes.

  “Washington DC. I lived there most of my life. I am an only child, but my parents did not spoil me. Dad believes in hard work breeds brilliance, so I had to work hard for my pocket money and holidays. I moved to Orient Point when I joined ADC on Plum Island two years ago when I accepted the job at ADC.”

  “Do you miss them?”

  “Sometimes. But sometimes it is a relief to be away from them. Don’t get me wrong, I love them to bits, but they tend to forget I am twenty seven years old and live my own life. Mom is sort of … no she is very conservative.”

  Mary smiled, reading a lot within that statement. She really liked Alexandra. She was open and honest. There was a wildness in her, but also a shyness and it was that she was sure that attracted Paul to her.

  “I heard my son had you locked up?”

  “Gmpfh … I’d rather not talk about that. I am sorry to say, Mrs. Shuttle, but you have a very annoying son.”

  Mary smiled and shook her head, delighted when she recognized the glitter in the back of Alexa’s eyes when she referred to Paul.

  “Please call me Mary. Strange that you should think so. Most ladies find him very charming and can’t seem to keep their hands off him.”

  “No wonder he has such an overrated opinion of his prowess with women! I found him buck naked with a woman the first day here. Still don’t know what he saw in her though!”

  This time Mary could not hold back and laughed delightedly. When she caught her son’s eye where he stood in the door with his father, her laughter increased. His cheeks flushed and he glared at Alexandra, not appreciating her telling that particular tale to his mother of all people. She shrugged innocently and held her palms up in innocence.

  “What? It is the truth! It is not my fault you can’t keep your towel around your waist and sweet Gloria’s dress on her ass!”

  He groaned and his father laughed whilst his mother gasped.

  “Paul! Gloria Rathburn? What the devil were you thinking?”

  “My thoughts exactly, Aunt Mary!”

  “Angel … I am warning you …”

  She looked at him with innocent eyes and unfortunately for her, did not heed his warning.

  “The worst of it all … they did not even bother to close the door! No, left it standing open for anyone to walk in, here on this floor in the bathroom down the passage! My ears were ringing from Gloria’s crie …”

  “I am shocked at you, my son! Paul … what are you doing?”

  He yanked Alexandra from the couch and threw her over his shoulder and stomped to the door.

  “Will you stop throwing me over your shoulder, you medieval bully! Put me down!”

  “Not before you have learnt your lesson! This time, Blondie … I am not stopping … even if you beg and cry!”

  “Nooo … help me! Slade! Stop him!”

  He came to a halt where Slade barred his exit and glared at his cousin.

  “Move Slade. She asked for it!”

  “Ahum … well maybe so … but we’re about to have lunch, so it would be rude to leave us all to our own devices.”

  He kept glowering at Slade, but lowered Alexandra to the floor. She tried to push away from him and pulled her clothes to order, grumbling irritably.

  “One would swear I was the cause of your naked display with the damn woman!”

  “One more word!”

  She spat at him.

  “Gmphf! Seems you’re sorry you missed out. I’ll ask your mom to phone her and get her to com … hmm”

  He shut her up by yanking her up against him and kissing her sensually and wildly, totally unconcerned with his parents looking on. When he let her go she was breathless and blushed profusely catching his parent’s eyes on them.

  Chapter Eight

  Paul turned on his back and groaned. He has been unable to fall asleep for the past two hours and it was barely one in the morning.

  Damn Alexandra for insisting his parents sleep over rather than travel back home so late. They enjoyed their visit so much, none of them realized how late it got.

  She obviously knew with his parents here, he would not be able to insist she sleep with him, but damned if he could fall asleep without her in his arms. His body craved hers and his shaft was rock hard and throbbing. He needed her.

  He closed his eyes and thought back to the other women he’s had in his life. Not that he’s had anyone by way of a relationship, something he knew his mother was not happy about. He took women on dates when he needed a partner for a function and for the most basic sexual needs. However, he has never had a relationship with anyone. Has never had the need or the desire to be with one specific woman for an extended period of time. Until now. He could not get enough of Alexandra and it was more than just physical. He needed her presence, he needed her smile, and he needed her annoyance … he just needed … her.

  “The hell with this! This is my house and I am not a damn child anymore!”

  He got up and strode to the other side of the passage and opened Alexandra’s door. She sat up the moment he walked through the door and gasped.

  “Paul! What are you doing here?”

  “Coming to fetch you.”

  “Wha … no! Your parents! Stop! Put me down!”

  He looked down at her and scowled.

  “The fact that you are still awake means you find it just as difficult to sleep as I do. I am taking you to my bed. You can either be quiet on the way there or complain and wake my parents. Either way, I don’t care. I need to sleep and it seems I can’t without you.”

  “Okay! Okay! But on one condition!”

  He stopped just before the door and waited.

  “We only sleep!”

  “Angel … Feel me! I am in pain!”

  “No. I am serious Paul! If I go with you, we only sleep. I will never be able to look your parents in the eye again if you … if we … while they’re …”

  He cu
rsed and nodded.

  “Very well, but I want you to know I am NOT happy about it!”

  She looped her arms around his neck and cuddled closer, kissing him softly in the curve of his throat. He growled and walked faster, cursing his shaft that tightened and rose even higher in response.

  He dropped her on his extra-large king sized bed and disappeared into the bathroom. She giggled when she heard the shower running and stretched out tiredly. He was right, she could not fall asleep. Visions of what he did in the Vet’s sleepover room kept running through her mind, keeping her hot and bothered, craving more.

  She watched him walk to the bed and lifted the sheet. He settled on his side and pulled her tight against his body. She shivered as his chilled body connected with her warmth and then giggled.

  “I am glad you find it funny! Now put your arms and leg around me and heat me up, woman!”

  She complied with a tender smile and hooked her leg around his hip, smoothing her leg over the back of his. He grunted and leaned back, looking at her with a frown and shook his head. The next moment her oversized tee-shirt flew to the edge of the bed and he pulled her naked body back against his.

  “That’s much better. You better fall asleep quickly, my love … otherwise I am going to forget about your condition!”

  Paul woke slowly, warmth curling down his side and over his groin. He stretched and felt the warmth curl around him sensually. He opened his eyes the same time his senses woke up to the fact that Alexandra was still in his arms. The source of the heat around him.

  He looked down and found her draped half on top of him. Her head rested in the curve of his shoulder, her body was flush against his with her one arm curved over his chest and her hand tucked in below his shoulder. Her leg was pulled up and rested on his groin with her lower leg on top of his thigh. He breathed in deeply and caressed her back and her arm. The smile on his face bespoke of his enjoyment.

  This is what he craved. This closeness, this belonging. His! His mind wandered back to her uncontrolled reactions yesterday in the loft of the stable and his body reacted instantaneously. He groaned softly and pressed up against her leg, trying to find some relief. Suddenly a thought flashed through his mind and he stiffened. He looked down and traced her beautiful face, whilst his fingers traced her hip.