Love in Education: De La Fuente Book Seven

by Buchanan, Lexi

  “I’ve missed you,” I mumble as I take two strides and pull her into my arms. “So much.”

  Her arms wrap around my neck seconds before I press her into the side of the door. Her legs wrap around my hips and our lips meet. Her taste explodes in my mouth and all I can think about is where I want her cherry red lips. I just can’t decide if I want that before or after my cock feels how wet and swollen she is in her arousal.

  “A week is too long to stay apart,” she moans the words as I trail my lips down her neck.

  “Far too long.” I dip my tongue between her breasts and jerk when I feel her hand brush my rock hard dick. “We can’t.” I release her and step back. “Not here.”

  Panting, I rest my hands on my hips and see her eyes fill with mirth. “You might want to sit behind your desk.” I follow her eyes to my groin knowing what I’ll find.

  The bulge behind my zipper is big and uncomfortable. It throbs the more she keeps her eyes on it and when she licks her lips I slam my eyes closed.

  “That needs taking care of.” Her whispered words are right next to my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “I’ve missed you too, Sawyer. I’ve missed how close we were, and when I’m alone, I think that I’ve imagined everything that we’ve done...the time we’ve spent together. We’re not meant to live apart and it’s hurting me.”

  Regardless of consequences, I wrap her up in my arms and grabbing hold of her thighs, I urge her to wrap them around my hips. I drop into my chair with her on my lap and just hold her, willing my erection to soften—it only gets harder with her wiggling around on the top of it.

  “I love you,” I admit. “You know this, and time and distance will not change my feelings for you.” Sighing, I drop my head to her shoulder. “I love you,” I breathe the words against the bare skin that tempts my lips.

  Andie runs her fingers through my hair and tilts my head so that I meet her gaze. “I know you’re doing this for me, but...but, I just want you.” Tears hover on her lashes and one slowly slips down her high cheekbones. I catch it with a finger.

  Our gazes hold and then she slips from my lap to kneel between my spread thighs. I know what she plans and my heart pounds with the need for her to do it...do me, but it’s a week since we’ve been together and I want her. I want our pleasure to be mutual.

  Her slim fingers trace along the bulge that’s only grown since she walked into the office and she takes the zipper with her. My chest feels heavy and pleasure simmers through me as she parts the denim. My happy cock springs free and straightaway she takes the wet tip into her mouth and sucks. I’m sure my balls are going to burst any second.

  I’m so lost in the pleasure that she causes that I’m surprised when I hear a shuffling behind my closed office door. I still and so does Andie.

  “Under the desk,” I hiss.

  The minute she’s under the hardwood, I roll my chair into place and rest my forearms on top of the assignments I should have been grading.

  “Sawyer, do you have a minute,” Dean Johansson asks, and not waiting for an answer he closes my office door and takes a seat opposite. “I’d forgotten how ‘hands on’ your classes are. That’s why the students love you.”

  I respond on a choked laugh when I hear the words ‘hands on’ because seconds earlier the Dean would have gotten a front row view on how exactly hands on with one particular student I am...and then I feel her breath on the head of my cock.

  I jump in my seat and watch as a puzzled look crosses the Dean’s face. My hands tighten into fists as I try and control the lust running through my blood.

  Is she crazy?

  I get my answer when I feel her tongue swirling around the tip before she traces down to the base of where I’m trapped in my jeans.

  “I notice,” he pauses and holds my gaze, which is damn difficult on my part when I’m having my cock teased, “that Miss Foster was in the class. Care to explain?”

  “Was she?” I mumble, concentrating on the sensation of her slightly grazing teeth along my shaft.

  Her small hand wraps around the base and then I feel the warmth and strength behind the suction of her mouth as she starts to suck me off. At my desk. With the Dean of the department sitting opposite.

  “Um, Andie,” I catch my breath as she slowly slides her mouth over the tip and suckles, “um . . .” I cover my mouth with my hand and struggle for breath.

  “Really Sawyer, I asked you a simple question. I expect an answer, not...nonsense.”

  I sigh in relief when her touch disappears. At least I can concentrate on the conversation.

  With the Dean’s gaze focused solely on me, I ask, “Why wouldn’t she be in the class? She’s my TA and gets reduced fees because of that. It’s a class she takes for me on a weekly basis. I would only expect a query from you if she was absent from the class.”

  He looks surprised, and adds, “Hmm. I hadn’t considered the class contact when I’d told you how things were going to be with your student.”

  Without any warning, Andie takes all of me into her mouth and into the snug fit of her throat. Pure fucking pleasure shoots down to my balls leaving me breathless.

  She’s playing with fire doing this!

  Dean Johansson tilts his head while an annoyed look passes across his features.

  I quickly slip my hand under my desk and push Andie away. Luckily she moves without complaint.

  “Look, I heard you loud and clear. Staying apart from her for five weeks isn’t going to change my mind about how I feel about her. But, you’re the boss and I’ll follow your rules concerning her until her education is no longer threatened.”

  “Make sure you do.” He stands and without another word exits the office.

  I sag back into the chair and groan when I see my glistening cock, standing rock hard, pointing to heaven—Andie’s mouth. A shudder ripples through me when Andie kisses along my jutting cock to the tip. She holds my gaze and slowly wraps her red lips around the dripping crown.

  My fingers thread through the long dark strands of hair that flow over her shoulders, and as I tangle my fingers up in the locks, I hold her head against me while she’s fucking me.

  My breath wheezes between my lips and then when I feel ready to explode, I quickly pull her off. I tug her over me and groan when I slip my fingers into her panties.

  “You’re wet,” I point out the obvious.

  “I need you.” She throws her head back and loudly moans when I swirl a finger around the opening to her heaven. “Oh God!”

  I lose it.

  Grabbing my cock with one hand, I use the other to tug her panties to the side and then she’s sliding down on my dick. Her warm pussy contracts around my flesh, the warmth, the wetness, excites me to the point that I’m struggling for breath.

  “Fuck me, hard and fast,” she breathes into my ear.

  I reach between us and pinch one of her hard nipples in reaction to her words before I grab her ass and start rocking her.

  “So good,” I moan. “I’ve missed being buried inside you.” I nuzzle into her neck and feel her climax approaching in the twitching of her muscles.

  Feeling my balls pulling tight, I grab her face in my hands and bring her toward my lips. When our lips meet the kiss is as explosive as the pleasure in my groin and as she continues to rock on me, we come together. I grind up into the heat and ripples of her pussy as I release inside pure heaven. Her convulsions rock my world and I’m sure the head of my cock has blown off in the explosion of moments before.

  “I feel you,” she mumbles. “I feel the warmth and wetness of your release.”

  A shudder ripples through me and one last stream of semen leaves my body, sending goose bumps through Andie.

  “I’m not sure I’m going to be able to move.” I rest my head against the chair and watch her through hooded eyes. “You are so beautiful.” I reach up and tangle a lock of hair around my finger.

  Smiling softly, I watch a light blush creep onto her cheeks and then she offers me a
shy smile.

  Wrapping her arms tightly around my neck, she whispers, “It was hot being naughty under your desk.”

  Moaning deeply, I press down on her bottom, swelling to full arousal. “Just the thought sends erotic images through my mind...but,” I gently tug on her hair so that she looks up at me, “we can’t do this again. I love you too much to risk everything.” I chuckle. “Although, as I’ve just proven, one touch from you and I forget where we are.”

  “I like that I do that to you.” Her lips brush over mine. “But I guess we’ve pushed our luck a bit too far today.” She smacks a wet kiss to my lips and slowly slides off me.

  My toes curl at the sensation of my dick being stroked, and watching her, I notice how pink and wet the lips of her pussy are before she pulls her panties back into place.

  “Later.” She grins. “Now your turn.” Taking hold of my hand, she pulls me to my feet, and once she’s tucked me back inside, she zips me away.

  “I never thought,” a long drawl, snaps our heads to the doorway, “that we’d actually catch you in the act.”

  Long is standing with a smirk on her face while the Dean looks to be in shock, but I can see that he’s quickly recovering.

  My heart sinks to my feet as I wrap an arm around Andie’s waist, pulling her close. I’m not sure what protection against the Dean I’ll be able to provide Andie, but she isn’t going to be hurt from this.

  Not a chance in hell.

  25

  Andie

  Huddled in the back of Starbucks in my University of Colorado sweatshirt with the hood pulled low over my head, I nurse a latte in my hands. It’s been four weeks since Dean Johansson and Professor Long found us together. I still don’t know how much they saw because we’d both been too lost in each other to notice.

  We hadn’t been too lost to hear that Professor Long wanted my study terminated along with Sawyer’s job.

  The Dean had been tempted, I saw that written all over his face, but in the end Sawyer resigned and promised to keep his mouth shut as long as I was allowed to continue through to graduation. That’s all he ever wanted...to protect me, and everything that I’ve worked toward.

  He’d kissed me as though it would be our last and then walked away, taking my heart with him. No matter how many times I’ve called or messaged him, he has yet to reply. I need him to but I don’t think he will.

  He’s completely severed ties between us and it hurts. It hurts a lot. My heart tells me this is only temporary and that we’ll be together once I graduate, but the absence is making me doubt everything that we ever shared. It’s breaking my heart so much so that nothing interests me anymore. And I need to be interested in my thesis.

  In two days it has to be handed in to the Dean who has taken over as my adviser. He promised me that he wouldn’t let the past interfere with his grading, and he reminded me that others are present during the oral presentation. I’m just going to have to trust him.

  I just can’t find the will to finish it though and here lies the problem. Sawyer threw his job away so that I could carry on and graduate, which should give me what I need to do just that. But after four weeks of not hearing his voice I’ve become very disillusioned and can’t type more than a line or two.

  I’m here in Starbucks because I was hoping for some sort of distraction from my thoughts so that I can concentrate on what I need to do. It isn’t working too well. I was stupid to think it would when every direction I look, I see couples whispering together.

  Snapping the lid on my laptop closed, I take another glance around and feel tears hovering on my lashes. Then I rapidly blink them away when I spot Pattie walking through the door. I glance behind her in hope, but that’s dashed when the door bangs closed.

  Our eyes meet and then she’s moving over to my table. She wraps her arms around me and I freeze, not knowing what the heck to do because I’m so surprised at seeing her.

  “I had to interfere.” She rushes on, “Sawyer is looking as bad as you do. This,” she waves her arms around, “is wrong. There is no reason why you can’t have some sort of contact. Surely that can happen without you being together as it where.”

  Sighing, I lean against the chair and let my head drop further until I clonk it against the wall. “I’ve messaged and called him. He has no interest in talking to me. I don’t even know where he is because he isn’t at his house. That’s empty.”

  “He put his things in storage and he’s been staying with me.” Her lips tighten with anger. “He needs to stop feeling sorry for himself and come back for you.”

  “He gave up his job for me, Pattie, and I’m trying to make sure that he didn’t do it for nothing.” I hold her gaze and let her see my anguish. “I can’t work. I sit here trying to pull the end of my thesis together and nothing comes. I don’t know what I’m doing without Sawyer.” I offer a mirthless laugh. “He just left. He didn’t even say that I’d see him again or when. He left me Pattie and no matter how many times I tell myself that he did it for me, I’m not sure any of this means anything without him being here. And that’s my problem. Without any word from him, I can’t find the concentration I need to finish this.”

  She’s silent and then she takes hold of my hands and matches me with tears in her eyes. “My brother is a lucky man to have you, Andie.”

  I pull my hands away. “The thing is I don’t have him...that’s what hurts. I know why he did what he did, but he took all the blame when our relationship or affair, or whatever you want to call it, was mutual. They wouldn’t listen to me and just went ahead with their own plans and agreements. I didn’t get a say in any of it. I hate that they did that, and I hate that Sawyer so easily walked away from me.”

  “He didn’t—”

  “Yes he did, Pattie. He kissed me goodbye and then left. I haven’t heard one word from him in four weeks. That’s why my concentration is shot to hell. I’m upset. I’m angry. And I hate myself for missing him.”

  “But—”

  I shake my head. “I don’t want to hear anymore. If he had anything to say to me then he knows where I am and he’s had plenty of time.” I shove my laptop and notebook away. “My heart is broken and I finally realize that who I wanted most in the world doesn’t want me in the same way. Maybe it was just sex to him. Maybe—”

  “Don’t you dare say that.” Pattie gets in my face and pokes a finger at me. “You know it was a lot more than that between the two of you. So don’t you dare say that. He’s counting the days until you graduate and I think that’s the only thing keeping him going right now, even though he looks like he lost his best friend...or maybe the woman he loves.” Having the last word she turns tail and disappears as quickly as she appeared.

  I’m left floundering like a fish out of water, and more upset than I was when I arrived here. Yes, her words give me hope, but the reality of my situation doesn’t change.

  26

  Sawyer

  Feeling sick to my stomach, I sit at the back of the auditorium during the graduation ceremony. The Chancellor drones on and on, which probably puts everyone to sleep, and the main event starts.

  Student after student cross the stage to collect their awards, until it’s finally the graduate students.

  My heart pounds in my chest so hard that I’m surprised no one close can hear it, and then there she is, looking so beautiful that my heart stops. Her long dark hair gleams as it bounces against her back when she strides across the stage. She shakes hands with the Dean and slightly turns toward where I know her family are. Flashes go off and then she disappears from sight.

  My head dips and my heart sinks as sorrow rushes through me. I should be sitting with them today and not hiding back here. But after what Pattie told me after her visit with Andie, I didn’t want to risk upsetting her on what should be a happy day.

  At the time my only thought was to protect the woman I love and leaving her was the only way I could think of doing just that. I hadn’t considered the fact that she would start to imag
ine her life without me. I figured she’d graduate and that I’d be able to come back to her and be welcomed with open arms. My plans changed when Pattie told me the things that Andie said that day in the coffee shop. I’d convinced myself that she’d spoken in anger and not her true feelings. I can hope. Except today isn’t the day to find out.

  Today I want her to enjoy her day with her family and as much as it hurts to not be a part of that, I have to walk away.

  Slipping out of the door behind me, I move forward and stare out of the windows but I actually see nothing but Andie’s smiling face. She’s in my heart and I hope very soon, in my life.

  I don’t deal with emotional turmoil well and that’s why I didn’t explain anything to Andie before I left. I was a coward and afraid that if I did, I wouldn’t have left. I’d needed to leave though. In order for her to get this far, I had to leave. We both know that. I guess that I could have done it better though. I could have done it so that we had a date at her graduation. Instead of being an asshole and thinking of my own weakness, I should have stayed in the background instead of moving away so that I wouldn’t be tempted.

  And now look at me. I’m alone looking off into the distance and seeing the snow capped mountains. It’s a sight that I’ve always looked for and known that I’m home. Not any more. The sight alone makes me angry and sad. It’s a sadness that I don’t know how to let go of, or make amends for.

  My head droops forward until my forehead rests against the window, my breaths heavy as they fog up the glass in this shadowed part of the corridor.

  “Drowning your sorrows, huh?”

  I startle at the voice behind me, my eyes reach my brows as I turn and face Kasey De La Fuente.

  “Didn’t expect to see me, I know. But, Diego was torn between staying with Rae and their son, or coming up here to find you.” He shrugs. “I volunteered.”