by J. L. Beck
One more time.
I whispered to myself. That’s all I needed was one last time, one last kiss. One last thrust. I rolled across the room, grabbing her cell number from the document and pulling out my own phone.
Should I text her, or call? Calling meant business and the chance to hear her voice but texting her gave her a chance to read the message and absorb it. Gritting my teeth I typed the words out that I wanted to send to her.
Me: I need you. I want you. Come see me. 2008 Chess Street.
It was a simple message and one that got straight to the point. She had to know who it was, unless there were others that were interested in her as well. I had to blink away the rage I was feeling. She was fucking mine and I would prove it to any little bastard that tried to steal her from me.
My phone chimed loudly, and my fingers shook as her number appeared across the screen, a response to my text.
I read the message once, and then a second time just for measure, a smirk pulling at my lips.
Ava: Why don’t you call the woman you were with earlier? I’m sure she can take care of you.
Kitten has claws, and I like claws. For some strange reason I liked that was jealous, and territorial of me because it meant the feelings I was feeling were mutual. That it all wasn’t a show in an effort for an A.
Me: Sounds to me like someone is a bit jealous? Don’t make assumptions, Ava. I promise your pussy is the only one my cock or tongue has touched.
I hit send wanting her to get here already. Hell if I had to I would go over to the campus dorms and get her myself.
Ava: We shouldn’t.
That’s all she said. We shouldn’t. What a brave, brave girl she was, telling me no? Of course I fucking knew we shouldn’t. Of course I knew we were breaking every fucking law, and oath I ever took but didn’t she understand that I did it for her. After an entire year of being in my class I had been tempted by the sexy as hell blue eyed temptress. She was like a God damn wet dream wrapped up in a perfect box with a bow on top.
Telling me to not take a bite out of her was like telling me not the breath. It was impossible.
Me: I know we shouldn’t but if there was, anyone I would want to do bad with it would be you. Get here stat or I’m coming to you.
I hit send and held my head in my hands. I should let her be. Give her the Goddamn grade and go bury my cock in some nameless whore. Saving us both a ton of heartache and trouble. I couldn’t though, not with her slithering her way under my skin. The damage had already been done. If anyone found out about us we would both be screwed. Therefore fucking a second time wouldn’t do anymore harm? Right? This was a clusterfuck, an absolute mess.
The buzzing of the doorbell wrung throughout the house, and a satisfying euphoria surrounded me.
Good girl. I thought to myself, knowing it could be no one but her. She had heard the warning in my words and I didn’t even have to speak them out loud to her.
I hustled to the front door afraid that if I didn’t hurry she may run off. Sweat formed against my hand as I twisted the metal doorknob, the door swinging open with far more effort than needed.
Every hair on my body stood on end as I took in her small form standing in the shadows of my porch. She was wearing a pair of black yoga pants with a long sleeve t-shirt that said something about a book boyfriend on it.
Ava. My Ava.
I gestured for her to come in and she did so slowly, her steps small as she slipped over the threshold. I watched in awe as she took in my tiny town house, and all it’s contents. The slamming of the door behind her caused her to jump, her body turning to face me once again. Now that we were finally alone, and together again I couldn’t help myself.
I crossed the space between us in a breath, my hands cupping the side of her face harshly as I brought my lips to hers. I expected refusal maybe even anger for possessing her in such a rough manner. What I didn’t expect was for her to kiss me back with just as much possession as I was showing her.
The sweet smell of warm vanilla washed over me. She smelt like a freshly baked cupcake that I wanted to devour. Instead I forced myself to take a step away from her even though my lips, and cock begged me to other things.
“I’m so glad you took my warning because I wasn’t kidding Ava. I’ve thought about you everyday for the last week. I’ve wondered what you were doing, and who you were with…” I confessed. “Then I saw you at the coffee shop, and seeing you in person compared to just thinking about you put everything in a different perspective.” Her artic blue eyes boarded into mine and I could see the wheels spinning in her head.
“I thought that woman was a girlfriend or something…” Her cheeks warmed and her eyes darted to the floor as if she was ashamed to admit such a comment. I couldn’t help myself. I had to remind her that it was her that I wanted and that no one else would ever get the chance to replace her.
I was on her far faster that I ever realized, my fingers digging into her hips as I lifted her up in my arms forcing her to wrap her legs around me. My cock was throbbing, begging to be unleashed from the confines of my jeans.
I possessed her mouth with my own, our tongues colliding as our teeth clashed together. We kissed like we were desperate lovers, without another chance to see each other.
I slammed her back against a wall, causing one of the pictures to clatter to the floor. I didn’t care though. Nothing else mattered. Nothing.
“I need you Ava. I’ve needed you since you left my classroom the other day. I can’t get you out of my head.” I bit her bottom lip a loud moan of pleasure ripped from her throat and pulsed through me.
“You’ve gotten under my skin. Those mini-skirts you wear. Your rebel ways when I tell you to do something but instead you roll your eyes…” I kissed a path from her lips, down over her chin, stopping at her throat, where her heart was beating out of control.
I could feel the thump of it against my lips as I placed a feather light kiss against it. I knew then I didn’t just want to own her but I wanted her to own me as well. Pulling away for a second, I shucked my shirt off throwing it to the wood floor behind me. I wanted nothing but our skin touching against one another’s.
Ava understood my move because as she looked at me with a longing that mirrored my own she too shucked her shirt revealing a pair of perky as fuck tits that were cradled by a black lace bra.
“I want to give you pleasure this time Mr. Caldwell. I want you to remember me.” She pursed, dropping to her knees before me. My entire world started spinning as she reached for the button my jeans.
“I’ll always remember you Ava.” I promised, smiling down at her with adoration in my eyes.
Chapter Five
Ava
I knew I was in trouble when I couldn’t deny the man even through a text message. When he threatened to show up at my dorm I knew I needed to just come to the address he had given me and end things the right way. Instead I found myself coming inside, kissing him, and going to my knees for him.
I was so weak when it came to this man. Terror has consumed me thinking that he had found someone else, someone better and though the thought of us being discovered scared the fuck out of me, it didn’t scare as much as nothing being able to see him again.
His fingers gripped me under the chin the look in his eyes was one I wanted to see over and over again. He appreciated me. He cared for me. He loved me? Was that even a word that I could say in the same sentence as professor?
I flicked the button on his jeans and his cock sprung free almost instantly. Why had I not noticed that he went commando before? My lips lifted in a smile as my pussy clenched. I wanted him deep inside of me, forcing orgasm upon orgasm from my body. I wanted to be owned by him.
“Own me Ava. I’m at your mercy.” His voice cracked, and I loved the weakness, and strength he was showing me right now.
Taking his cock into my hand I examined the length. He was bigger than I had noticed before, and far more intimidating now that I was face to face with
the beast.
I gripped his length in an iron grip, my hand gliding over his length gently. As soon as I brought my tongue to the tip his head tipped back, and a roar left his throat. It startled me, and excited me all at the same time.
“Fuck Ava.” He hissed, his eyes almost black with mere flicks of green in them when he finally looked down at me.
“Do you like that?” I purred, my tongue gliding over the tip, before I took the entire head of his cock into my mouth. He was wide, and long, and it was no fucking wonder why I came within seconds of him sliding into my hole.
“Do I like it? Your mouth is like heaven Ava. What have I ever done to enter into the gates of such a pleasure fucking place?” He growled, as I cupped his balls in my other hand. I took more of him into my mouth until he was hitting the back of my throat, and my eyes were watering with every hard thrust inside my mouth.
“Sweet, Ava.” My pussy clenched with every thrust in my mouth, the pleasure I ws feeling from simply giving to him was so much more than I had ever expected. With one of his hands, pinching my nipple through the thin fabric of my bra, and the other at the back of my head forcing me to take all of him I felt the distinct building of an orgasm in my belly.
I massaged his balls more, well sucking harder, until I felt the tightening of his fist in my hair and the rising of his balls. Hot cum filled my mouth, and drained down my throat, the tangy saltiness almost too much for me to handle.
Looking up at Andrew made it easier though, his eyes drifted closed, and his face looked so at peace instead of the brooding, clenched jaw fucker I always saw him as. I had caused this. I had made him feel peace.
Joyous pleasure filled my heart as he pulled himself out of my mouth, his hands in my hair forcing me to my feet, as he possessed my mouth in one fluid movement. All I could feel was his hands on mine, and the searing heat of his lips against mine.
“Andrew.” I sighed heavily into his mouth, a smirk forming against my lips. I knew the fucker’s ego was getting a big as stroke from the things I was doing, and saying but I couldn’t hold back how he made me feel.
“I want to feel your pleasure, in the words that you speak.” He whispered in my ear, placing my ass against the leather love seat. I felt the nip of his teeth against my earlobe and shivers ran down my spine.
I couldn’t speak a word, not even as I watched him rip my favorite pair of yoga pants from my body, his hands doing fast work of the stretchy material. He dropped to his knees before me, grabbing both of my legs by the ankles as he shoved them upwards, my back hitting the leather gently.
“I haven’t had dinner yet, Ava. Will you be my dinner, and dessert?” My fingernails scraped against the leather as I nodded my head yes. I could his fingers grip my thong as he shoved the black strip to the side so that he could survey his meal. A giggle erupted from deep within my chest and filled the air.
“What’s so funny sweetness?” Andrew questioned with a raised eyebrow, no humor whatsoever written on his face. I bit my lip shaking my head no too afraid that if I spoke it would come out only in a moan of pleasure.
I watched eagerly as he dipped his head low between my thighs, his thumbs rubbing small circles along the insides of my thighs as he held my ass in place at the edge of the loveseat.
“Fuck!!!” I swore loudly. One second he was staring and the next he was sucking my clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking against the sweet spot until I felt like I couldn’t take anymore.
“Is that what was funny?” He released my clit, with a rumble of laughter falling from his lips. This man was utter torture. One second he had me begging and pleading and the next he made me want to smack the hell out of him.
“Please don’t stop…” I squirmed beneath him, clearly ready to beg if I needed too. I was so close to that ledge, the distinct building in my belly now fading.
“Stop what? This…” He played dumb diving back into my pussy, his tongue flicking against my clit once again. My hands went straight to his hair, holding his head in place until I got exactly what I wanted.
“More.” I pleaded and he delivered. Two fingers entered me a second later, the friction and angle of them just what I needed. I fell off the imaginary cliff within seconds of his fingers entering me. He worshipped me, all well giving me the perfect amount of possession.
I fell apart in his arms and even as my pussy throbbed around his fingers he continued to feast on me, licking up every last drop of my release as it pulse from my pussy. I had never felt this much pleasure before, the kind that made your bones melt, and your belly feel like it was on a rollercoaster ride.
“Your fucking cum is delectable. I could literally eat the fuck out of your pussy all day and never care for another thing in the world.” His words were far from romantic, but everything he said showed me just how much I meant to him. Just how much this, the thing that was taking place between us meant to him.
“I think…” The words slipped away from me as he entered me painfully slow, his cock spreading me wider than I had ever been spread before. We were face to face, our bodies molding to one another’s and every slip into my body brought me closer to the inevitable.
“Fuck me, Ava.” His jaw was clenched and his words were barely audible as he moved us around so he was sitting on the couch and I was riding his cock. This position was deeper and gave me the chance to take from him just what it was that I wanted. I stared down into his emerald green eyes, a mixture of emotions swam in them and before I could decipherer what exactly he was feeling his cock was thrusting upwards reminding me of just what it was that we were doing.
“Get out of your head. Own me. Fuck me. Break me. Take from me whatever you want baby girl.” I couldn’t stop myself from doing just what it was that he asked me. Pushing all the emotions that seemed to swim between us away I raked my nails against his chest, the sweet moan that escaped his mouth sending pleasure straight to my core.
“Sit back and relax Professor Caldwell, because the teacher is about to be taught.” I smirked, grinding my pussy against his cock the parting of his lips, and the flutter of his eyes closing told me I was doing just the right thing.
I moved slowly, in a circular motion, each slow grind reeking havoc on his body. His fingers dug into the loveseat as he tried to restrain himself from taking control.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” I leaned into his face, my lips right next to his ear. I wanted to bite him, and taste his skin.
“Please…” He croaked on the verge of snapping. I smile against his throat as I ran my teeth along his throbbing pulse. Knowing all to well that, that one single bite would push him over the edge I grabbed onto his shoulders and held on for dear life as every patient nerve he had was ripped to shreds.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Instead of pulling away and letting him mark my body I marked his as well, meeting him thrust for thrust, as he slammed upwards inside me. My body bouncing up and down furiously as I came down hard on his cock.
“You’ve tempted me for far to long little girl.” He purred in my ear as he took a fist full of my hair into his hand. I felt the sting of pain on my scalp, as he pulled harder with every thrust. The combination of pain and pleasure filled my veins until I felt nothing but his cock inside of me.
It didn’t matter that we were breaking some rule. It didn’t matter that we were hiding from the world. All I wanted was him. My professor. The one man I should want the least.
“Cum for me Ava. Want your juices to coat my cock.” The deep growl that emitted from his throat coupled with the perfect angle of his cock caused me to spiral out of control. My pussy clenched uncontrollable around his cock as fresh oxygen entered into my lungs.
“Andrew.” I screamed out his name, as I rode every single wave of pleasure he gave me. Seconds later his seed filled my tight hole. I didn’t care if we used a condom or not. I wanted his cum inside of me. Knowing that I carried a piece of him with me all day warmed my blood.
If this was wrong, then I never wanted to be rig
ht. The way he fucked me told me this was about so much than a passing grade. It told me he felt something, deep, and foreign inside his chest.
I didn’t know if he had ever been in love before but I wanted to know and if he hadn’t I wanted to be the first woman to claim his heart.
I crumbled against his chest, my face resting on his shoulder. I could feel the steady beat of his heart against my palm, and the sound of air filling his lungs in my ears. A part of me said this could never work between us because let’s face it we were fighting against rules that had been put in place for a reason, still I wanted to at least to try and develop a normal relationship.
“I was wondering if you would accompany to my families New Year’s Eve party?” I spoke softly, not wanting to ruin this perfect moment between us. No matter where life took me I would forever remember the way he owned me, marking my body with his own branding.
Silence accompanied my question so I assumed the answer was no, until his throat cleared above me.
“Is that really a good idea Ava? Are you ready to explain to them why you’re dating and most definitely fucking your business teacher?” Okay when he put it that way it kind of made me nervous, still I wanted him to meet my family. I wanted that normalance.
“You didn’t say no….” I trailed a painted fingernail over his chest. “Which mean’s you feel the same way I do….” I left the question open-ended hoping he would feed me the answer I wanted to hear most.
“I want you Ava like I need the most basic essentials but that doesn’t mean this can work between us. I don’t know if there is any kind of normal future for us. All I know is that I can’t get enough of you. Every kiss, every stroke, it makes it that much harder to deny us both what we desperately want and need.” His confession was endearing and the truth in his words brought tears to my eyes.
