Twice Driven

by Madison Faye

  “Oh, fuck, honey,” He growls. “I’m gonna come, baby. His mouth slides up to my lips and he kisses me hard. “I’m going to bury my cock right up to that womb, and I’m going to fill you up with every fucking drop of my cum.”

  Oh my God.

  And its there that I think again about the fact that I’ve been letting this man take me bare; no condom, no birth control. And I know we’re playing with fire with that, but I just don’t care. I want to feel him explode inside of me, and the thought of what that might means only gets me wetter and hotter; only drives me higher as I start to fall over the edge.

  “Come for me, Professor!” I cry out, not caring how loud I am or who can hear me. “I want to feel you come inside of me! I want you to fill my tight teenage pussy up with your cum!”

  He roars as he drives in deep, and suddenly, I can feel him cock throbbing deep inside of me. And when I feel his hot cum splashing inside of me, I lose it, and I go tumbling over the cliff as my orgasm tears through me.

  Chapter 16

  Liam

  Jesus Christ.

  I’ve now escalated things to where I’m fucking one of my students in the bathroom of a restaurant. Loudly, I might add. Loud enough that more than a few people shot us a few looks as we made our way back to the table, including one middle-aged woman who shook her he’d and muttered something about “illegal” as we passed.

  Ellie’s response? This girl straight up grabbed my ass and kissed me on the cheek in the middle of the damn dining room as we walked back to our table.

  How the fuck did I get her again?

  And part of me wants to shake myself and scream “what the fuck are you doing?!”, but I know I can’t stop. I’ve had a taste of the forbidden fruit, and now I just want more. I want it so much that I can’t resist even one chance to drag her off and fuck her tight little body silly with my cock. I keep telling myself it’s wrong, and that I’m morally corrupting her, but I can’t resist dumping my cum into this tight, barely legal student.

  Fuck you, man. You know it’s more than that.

  And it is, and it scares the shit out of me. But I know its true. Little Ellie Thompson is way more than just some girl with perfect ripe tits riding my cock. She’s more than just the hottest sex I’ve ever had, or the tightest pussy I’ve ever even conceived of.

  She’s making me feel like me; the real me. The me I used to be when I was writing and the guy I haven’t really seen much of since that dried up. Fuck, I mean she makes me want to write again.

  Of course, she’s also making me rock hard with her head on my shoulder and her tits pressed against my arm like that. The pickup truck bounces on a pot hole, and I almost groan out loud at the way those big tits shake against me.

  “You better be thinking about the road.”

  I grin and look down to see her arching a brow at the bulge in my pants.

  “Oh, that?” I shrug “Yeah that’s definitely from the road.”

  She giggles. “Uh-huh.”

  Suddenly, I feel small fingers on my zipper. “Do you need a little help, Professor?”

  Jesus. It’s that little-girl voice again that gets my cock hard as steel.

  Her fingers slip inside my pants and slowly curl around my cock, and I jerk the wheel a little.

  “Eyes on the road, mister.”

  I chuckle. “You’re not making that easy.”

  Ellie pulls my cock out and suddenly I feel her warm wet tongue sliding over me.

  Fuck yes.

  “I can taste myself,” she says quietly, her tongue swirling over my dick. Her lips circle my head and slide down, inhaling my shaft and making me grip the wheel tighter.

  She pulls off with a wet slurp. “I taste good.”

  Seriously, this girl can NOT be real.

  She slowly moves up onto her knees on the bench seat next to me and starts to bob her head in my lap. I grunt as I reach under her and slide a hand into her dress, rolling her nipples in my fingers and making her moan around my shaft. I slide my hand back out and move it over her back, trailing down and yanking the hem of her skirt up.

  My fingers slide down over her tight little ass, loving the hot, bare, and supple skin there as I slide it down to find her wet and ready for me.

  Fuck, I never want this girl to wear panties again.

  She’s soaking wet as I let a finger curl inside of her, and she moans around my cock as she sucks me as deep as she can. Its taking everything I have to watch the road, with this forbidden co-ed sucking my cock, but her mouth is Goddamn heaven.

  I push my fingers deep, letting one flick across her clit, determined to make her come before she makes me explode, which I can already tell is going to happen sooner than later.

  Ellie pulls off my cock again and moans into my thigh. “Oh God, Professor. You’re going to make me co- oooh!” she squeals and I can feel her pussy flood my hand with her sticky wetness.

  Her mouth drops and then I really can barely keep my eyes on the road as she just starts to go to town on my cock. She’s whimpering and moaning and slurping on me as she bobs her pouty lips up and down, until I can barley hold onto sanity.

  “I’m gonna come, honey,” I grunt out.

  “Not yet,” she gasps quickly, pulling away. “I want it inside of me.”

  The wheel jerks again as she slips a leg over my lap and slowly lowers herself onto me, and it takes everything I have to keep us on the road. I’m staring out the windshield over over her shoulder as she starts to sink down on my cock. She starts to bounce up and down, that soft voice whimpering in my ear as her ridiculously tight pussy milks me and sucks the cum from my balls.

  I groan, and I don’t get two minutes into her bouncing her tightly little cunt up and down my shaft before I rock my hips up and start to just blast my cum into her.

  She rides me for all she’s worth, cooing and moaning into my ear as she milks every single damn drop of my cum deep into her pussy.

  *****

  That night, she sleeps at my place. No illicit office sex, no sneaking into dorm rooms, no roommate, no bullshit. That night, it’s just her and I, and it’s fucking perfect.

  That night, she falls asleep in my arms for the first time, her soft, warm naked body curled into me as we drift off together.

  And it’s the best damn sleep I’ve had in years.

  Chapter 17

  Ellie

  Three weeks later, and I’m on cloud nine. Three weeks of losing myself so deliciously with Liam, three weeks of feeling his body against mine, his mouth on me, his cock inside of me.

  And three weeks of know this is something so much more than that. Three weeks later, this isn’t just “learning” or “seeing where this goes.” We still don’t have a label or anything, but I know we both know it’s something much bigger than the illicit thrill that comes with the forbidden nature of our relationship.

  Of course, that certainly helps things. I’d be lying if I said the dirty, naughty thrill wasn’t part of it. There’s certainly something quite hot about sitting it in his class knowing that no one around me has the faintest idea that I’ve just swallowed his cum in his office five minutes before, or felt his big cock thrust deep inside my young pussy as I came.

  He’s my secret scandal, and I love it.

  And it’s because I have his class in forty-five minutes that I feel my cheeks burn as I climb the stairs to the top floor of the english department, which I know is fairly quiet at this hour on a Tuesday. Thinking about how much I want to walk into class later feeling his cum deep inside my pussy has me dripping wet and aching for him as I walk down the hallway in the heels, skirt, ad knee-highs I’ve picked out especially to drive him wild.

  His door is open, and I’m biting my lip and grinning as I start to just stroll inside, when I stop cold in my tracks.

  Liam and the girl he’s with look up at me, smiling, as I stand there frozen in the doorway. They’re laughing, each sipping from glass tumblers with a bottle of whiskey on the desk between
them.

  I can feel my pulse freeze in my chest as the girl blinks at me, smiling. She’s young, and very pretty, and I know how ridiculously juvenile and jealous I’m being, but I can’t help it. I’m trying to push it away and shake the it off, but then she’s putting her hand on his arm in a way that says they know each other, and I see red.

  “Oh, hello Ms. Thompson.”

  Liam class me that all the time around other students or faculty, but something about the way he says it in front of her makes me roar inside. With teachers and students, it’s like he protecting me from scrutiny when he calls me “Ms. Thompson.”

  With this girl, it feels like he’s hiding me.

  Her hand is still on his arm as she smiles sweetly at me, sipping her drink, and I want to murder her, or him, or both.

  “You need to know that I’ve never done this before.”

  And it’s bullshit, I know that now. Because it sure doesn’t look like I was the first time. Not now, not with her sitting there with that familiar touch.

  Liam frowns. “Ms. Thompson?”

  I say nothing as I whirl and storm away from the office, the heat in my face this time a dark, horrible feeling instead of the glow I walked up here with.

  Chapter 18

  Liam

  Fuck.

  I stare at the doorway where Ellie was just standing, blinking and frowning at her exit. But then it’s suddenly all clicking and I swear again under my breath at what she just walked in on and my own stupidity.

  Casey laughs and I glare at her. “Oh what.”

  She rolls her eyes. “Liam, please, I’m your agent.”

  “So?”

  “So I know you, and I know the look in that girl’s eye.”

  I can feel myself bristling. “Look, it’s nothing like-”

  “Bullshit.”

  I glare at her. “Watch it, Casey.”

  She rolls her eyes again. “Look I’m not saying shit, I’m just saying you better go fix that, whatever that is.”

  “It’s nothing, Case.”

  My young agent shrugs. “Well hey, if its just some book groupie thing-“

  “It’s nothing like that!” I snap angrily, feeling the heat rise in my face.

  She grins and raises her brow. “Case and point.”

  Ugh. Busted.

  “You’re into her, I can see it plan as day, Liam.”

  I shake my head, snatching the glass of whiskey off my desk. “She’s my student, Casey.”

  She grins. “And Lisa was my boss, dude. Didn’t stop me from marrying her now did it?”

  I down the amber liquid, grimacing at the burn and still thinking of Ellie running out that door with that look on her face. “That was different.”

  Casey snorts. “What, ‘cause w’re gay?”

  “No, it’s just-”

  What the FUCK am I waiting for?

  “I’m being a fucking idiot, aren’t I?”

  “By sitting here acting like a wimp instead of chasing after that girl?” Casey arches a brow at me. “Uh, yeah, dude. Go get her.”

  *****

  I catch up with her outside her dorm, by the side door.

  “Ellie!”

  She whirls as she sees me jogging up, her eyes narrowed and her face red. “Go away, Liam.”

  I finally reach her and reach out for her arm. “Ellie, listen to me-”

  She shakes my hand away and steps back from me. “Oh fuck off, seriously.”

  “That’s not what it looked like,” I growl.

  She barks out a laugh. “Please, spare me the cliche, okay?”

  “Ellie-”

  “Look I don’t care, okay? I know we’re not- I mean, we never agreed what we were or what I even mean to you-”

  I grab her by both arms and she’s gasping as I yank her tight against me. “You mean everything to me,” I say thickly, my eyes burning into hers. I say it loud, and forcefully, and she’s suddenly staring up at me with those big blue eyes.

  “You mean everything to me,” I say, softer now.

  She swallows thickly and bites her lip. “Well who the fuck was that girl?”

  I grin. “Casey, my agent.” I raise a brow at her. “Gay, and married, by the way.”

  Ellie’s face goes bright red, and she quickly brings a hand up to wipe the corner of her eye. “You’re lucky you’re so charming, you know,” she says, trying to hide the smile that starts to creep across her lips.

  “Oh I’m lucky for a lot more than that,” I say, kissing her softly on the lips.

  And there’s more I want to say, I just don’t know how; not yet at least. Because they’re things and words I never have said, and words I’ve avoided.

  So how in the world is this girl - this totally off-limits girl who’s so wrong for me, and one in which I have no future with - making me want to?

  Chapter 19

  Ellie

  I’m a dirty, dirty girl.

  Well, no, not really. I mean I’ve slept with all of one man now in my entire life, but what I’m doing is dirty. It’s dirty and naughty, but I love being naughty for him.

  And sitting half-naked on my professor’s desk with my legs spread while he curls his tongue around my clit would probably be consider naughty.

  Liam grunts as he hungrily licks and slurps at my soaking wet pussy, burying his tongue deep inside and making me whimper as I clutch his hair. His fingers stroke my thighs, brushing across my pussy lips and even teasing around the tight little ring of my asshole, making me squeal and moan as he eats me.

  I gasp as his lips fasten around my clit, his tongue darting across it and making my whole body melt.

  “Play with your nipples baby,” He growls, looking up to see my hands sliding absently over my lacy bra with my blouse unbuttoned.

  I bite my lip and nod obediently, unhooking the front clasp of the bra and letting it drop before I run my hands over my full soft breast.

  He growls as he reaches down and pulls his cock out, and I moan as I watch him start to stroke it in his fist while he pushed his tongue deep inside of me.

  “Mmm...you like my little pussy, don’t you Professor?” I say in that voice I know drives him wild.

  He looks up at me with a wicked grin. “Oh am I being obvious?”

  I start to giggle, but his tongue on my clit suddenly as me gasping, tossing my hair back as my fingers pull and pinch at my nipples.

  “Such a bad little girl, coming for her professor like this,” he growls, and I moan as I feel my body start to melt at his words. “Such a bad, dirty, naughty little girl,” He murmurs, his tongue sliding over my clit again and sending a shock through me.

  “I’ve been bad!” I gasp out, rolling my hips against his mouth. “I should probably be punished.”