Preach to me Baby

by Hazel Parker

  He leaned down and kissed her lips. Soon enough the kiss turned passionate. Before they knew it they were both naked, smiling at each other, tangled into a loving embrace. They looked at each other for a moment, just admiring one another.

  Zaria was beautiful, with flawless skin and a beautiful chest. Ryder was muscular and tanned from countless days of being caressed by the sun. Zaria looked at him before slowly running a hand down his chest. He smiled at her before leaning down and gently kissing her shoulder, playfully nipping it. She giggled before pulling him closer. Suddenly she flipped them over and looked down at him, smirking at her new position. She giggled again, feeling naughty and then kissed him again.

  For some reason, she was suddenly overcome by a need for him. She wondered if they could still make love even thought she was pregnant. Before she could give it a second thought that it might be a bad idea she was overcome by urges and couldn’t stop herself from pouncing on him.

  She started to kiss his neck, hard and fast, making him moan. She loved the sound of his moans. She continued to kiss his neck, getting more and more eager with each kiss, before finally finding his sweet spot. She continued kissing him sweetly and then started to suck his neck slowly until he couldn’t take it anymore.

  He flipped them over suddenly, pinning her to the bed. She grinned at him, giggling before she leaned up and kissed him, hard. They continued to kiss with their hands roaming all over each other’s bodies. Ryder’s hands went up and down her back before finding the sweet wetness between her legs. He smirked, knowing he had found his prize.

  Ryder started to rub her slowly, teasing her. He fingered her, playing her like an instrument as his fingers started to experiment with going in and out of her, slowly. He smirked at the reaction, loving the sound of her moans against his ear as she arched her back, her body begging for more.

  Ryder grinned in amusement at her reaction before leaning down and kissing her again. He ran his fingers through her hair before getting into position behind her. Suddenly he plunged into her, making her gasp. He held her hands above her head before starting his rhythm of thrusting in and out of her, rocking her whole world.

  Zaria moaned loudly as her world filled with immense pleasure. She pulled her lover closer as her fingers tangled into his hair, pulling his lips closer to hers. She wrapped her legs around him as he continued to rock into her. She started to move her hips, matching his rhythm, both of them rocking in sync with the rocking of the boat.

  Soon enough Zaria could feel herself begin to orgasm. Ryder continued to piston in and out of her, making her feel incredible. She could tell he was enjoying himself as he went even harder. Zaria moaned his name as she started to shake in orgasm.

  Ryder couldn’t handle the sound of his name escaping her perfect lips. He rushed over the edge and suddenly he was shooting his load deep inside of her. They collapsed on top of each other, panting in exertion.

  Ryder, when he finally caught his breath, he moved down, laying his head on her stomach. He smiled, thinking that maybe, just maybe, if he listened close enough he could be able to hear his child. He reached up and grabbed Zaria’s hand. They laid like that for a long while, smiling, knowing that soon enough they would be starting a family together.

  The baby no longer had to be a secret. They no longer had to live in fear. They could finally express their love freely, without fear of death. Ryder smiled at the thought of the life to come. He knew there was nothing else in the world that would make his life better.

  He may have grown up an orphan, without parents, but if he hadn’t lived a life of sorrow, washed up unwanted on a shore, he never would have met Zaria. He would have never fallen in love. His life hadn’t be easy, but it had been worth it.

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  THE END

  Naughty Professor

  Chapter 1

  It was senior year for Monica and Eric. As they moved into their apartment together they were excited for the year to come. They were excited to finally graduate and venture into the real world. They were excited to start careers they could be proud of for years to come.

  “What the hell did you put in this box? Bricks?” Eric huffed as he climbed the stairs to the top floor.

  Their rent was cheap but, of course, they lived on the fourth floor with no elevator. Eric was exhausted since he was responsible for carrying all the heavy items.

  “No. Close. Textbooks.” Monica responded as she sat in the middle of the living room unpacking a box labeled “kitchen stuff.” She smiled as she stacked multiple pots and pans into a precarious pile.

  “I don’t even understand why you keep all your textbooks in the first place. Plus, why the hell do you even still have textbooks. C’mon babe it’s the 21st century; everyone uses PDFs now.” Eric looked at her, exasperated. Why did she always get to do the easy stuff? She smiled at him innocently, her cute face radiating at him. He grinned. That’s why. She was too damn cute.

  Eric dropped the box of textbooks on the ground with a thud. He sat down on top of it taking a break as sweat dripped down his face.

  “I’m hot,” Eric whined before grabbing a cup of icy water. He chugged it down greedily.

  “Damn right you are!” Monica winked at her boyfriend. They had been dating ever since freshman year and Monica felt like Eric was the one. Their relationship seemed perfect. They complemented each other well. Monica was the playful flirt and Eric played right along.

  Eric winked at his girlfriend.

  He walked toward her as she got up. His arms wrapped around her as he picked up her up spinning her around. Their lips met naturally as they kissed in the middle of their apartment. The kiss quickly gained momentum as they kissed harder and harder. Soon enough Monica’s legs were wrapped around Eric’s waist. Suddenly, he slammed her into the wall.

  He pinned her arms above her head and continued to kiss her lips. She moaned softly as his lips trailed down her neck. She tilted her head back, exposing her flesh as if wanting more attention. She wanted his lips on her skin. She wanted him all over her. Her moans filled the room.

  Eric grinned as he heard his girlfriend’s moans. He swore he loved this girl like he had loved none other before. Their four year anniversary was coming up and Eric couldn’t imagine life without her. He was sure she was the one. With the pleasant thoughts of marriage, honeymoons, kids, and much more he continued to kiss her neck.

  He moved his lips to the side of her neck as if searching for the perfect spot. Finding the desired spot he latched down, biting her delicate skin. Monica moaned softly as she felt him suck her neck just the way she liked it. In the end, Eric only moved away once he had marked his territory. He eyed the hickey he had just created with pride and smirked.

  “Marking your territory, huh? You know Penny won’t let me live it down when she sees it.” Monica teased lightly.

  “Screw her. She’s just jealous. Jealous she doesn’t have a boyfriend like me.” Eric retorted as a grin played on his lips. Monica grinned back.

  “Maybe I should give you one then…” Monica suggested as she leaned her head toward his neck. Eric smirked but set her down on the ground.

  “No, what you need to do is help me carry all our shit upstairs! Most of it is yours anyway!” Monica pouted and rolled her eyes. It was so typical of Eric to ruin fun with business. Sometimes she wished he wasn’t so much of a workaholic. Yes, it had saved her grades multiple times in the past but sometimes she wished he would loosen up and have some fun.

  Chapter 2

  After a full day of moving in and unpacking Monica and Eric did not have a moment to rest. Once classes were in session professors went full throttle from day one and it was hard to keep up. Both Monica and Eric had a heavy workload with their classes. While many of their classmates were goofing off Monica and Eric had high hopes for the future. They knew that the key to a successful future started with working hard in college.

  This did not mean, however, that they were all work and no play. They ended up
registering for Human Sexuality 101 as a “fun” class they could take together. With Monica being a biology major and Eric being an engineering major they never had classes together. It was nice to finally take a class together and to help each other on assignments.

  However, much to their disappointment Human Sexuality 101 although interesting was far from an easy A. It was now a month and a half into the semester. They had taken two exams and were on the brink of failing. Both Monica and Eric were regular dean list students and this sudden threat of failure horrified them. They knew they couldn’t fail. There was no way they would fail.

  By Thanksgiving they knew something had to be done.

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  “Monica, I’m worried about Human Sexuality. I think we are legitimately at risk of failing. I can’t have that class blemishing my GPA. You know I have that big internship coming up…” Eric’s voice sounded panicked as he explained his situation to Monica who was in the same boat as her boyfriend.

  “I know, I know. We practically have the same grade… Why is this class so hard anyway? It’s an introductory class to human sexuality it should be a piece of cake.” Monica sounded exasperated almost as if she were on the brink of tears. “What are we going to do?”

  “We can try going to Professor Anderson’s office hours. I think if we talk to him and express our concerns he can help us. Going to office hours has helped me in the past.” Eric offered, looking at Monica. He wondered what she thought. Eric didn’t know why they had put off meeting with the professor until now. Maybe their pride had gotten in the way.

  “I mean we can give it a shot… what other choice do we have?” Monica asked looking at Eric. He nodded, realizing their situation. Opening up his laptop he pulled up the class website, finding the professor’s information.

  “It looks like he has office hours Fridays at 9 pm. That’s a weird time to have office hours. Most professors have it during the afternoons, right after classes. Why is he meeting with students that late at night?” Eric looked over at Monica who was laying down on the couch now.

  She was absentmindedly twirling a piece of her long dark hair on her finger, looking at the ceiling. She should have been studying for her genetics exam, but she didn’t have any motivation to look at evolutionary genes on a Sunday night. The exam wasn’t until Wednesday anyway. She would procrastinate for now.

  “Monica… any thoughts… babe?” Monica was a thousand miles away. She had a habit of heavy daydreaming. People literally had to snap her out of her trances. Eric sighed getting up. He suddenly pounced on her.

  Monica instantly snapped out of her fantasy, grinning at her boyfriend. She instantly wrapped her arms and legs around him before kissing him. Eric smirked into the kiss as he pressed his body into hers. Monica moaned softly as she felt his crotch press against hers. He wasn’t hard, but she could feel his large member pressing against her thigh. Maybe they could have some fun before the weekend was over.

  With that thought, Monica started to make out with Eric. Her tongue crept its way into his mouth, where it found his tongue and wrapped around it. She continued to make out with him hard and rough, trying to get him into the mood. Eric, however, wouldn’t bite. He pulled away.

  “Babe. Human Sexuality. We might fail. I know I am smoking hot and you can’t resist my sexiness, but c’mon please try to focus. We need to figure out what to do.” Eric propped himself up so that his torso hovered above hers. He looked down at her, peering into her eyes.

  “Weren’t you looking up his office hours?” Monica asked, frustrated. She just wanted to have some fun. She didn’t want to think about her grades. She just wanted Eric to pick her up and carry her to bed and have his way with her. Was that too much to ask?

  “I did, but you were off in Neverland.” Eric tapped her nose gently. At the beginning of their relationship, Monica’s constant daydreaming had often gotten on his nerves but now he found them an endearing part of her personality. He never got mad at her for daydreaming. He had learned to deal with them and had learned to have patience with her.

  “Oops sorry… I was just thinking about you… me… and the back of your car.” Monica smiled as she thought back to it, about to slip into another fantasy.

  “Oh? That silly fantasy again?” Eric teased. Monica pouted.

  “It’s not silly! You loved it the last time we did it!”

  “I’m not denying that, but that’s not the issue at hand. Professor Anderson’s office hours are on Fridays at 9 pm.” Eric reiterated.

  “Friday at 9? Are you kidding me?” Monica looked up at her boyfriend. What kind of professor had office hours that late on a Friday? No one went to office hours on Friday afternoons let alone Friday nights. Monica looked at Eric, waiting for clarification.

  “That’s what it says on the course website.”

  “That’s so weird.” Monica sighed. “Guess we’ll have to cancel our Friday plans for next Friday.” Monica pouted at the thought. Friday was half off drinks at her favorite club for anyone who arrived before ten. Homemade cosmos just weren’t as good.

  “Guess so.” The couple sighed together. Hopefully, it would be a small sacrifice for a better grade. At this point, they would do anything to get a passing grade. Their careers depended on it.

  Chapter 3

  “It’s so fucking cold. Let’s go home. I’ll take the F. Really. It’s okay. C’mon babe let’s go home. Please?” Monica whined as her teeth chattered. During the course of the week, the temperature had suddenly plummeted. It suddenly felt like it was winter and Monica hated it. She hated the cold. She clung to Eric, hoping to absorb some of his warmth, but it was useless. She was freezing.

  Eric chuckled. Despite being of African American descent, Eric preferred the cold. Maybe it was because he was a big guy, but he was never bothered by the cold. He would just toss on another jacket and be done with it. Monica, on the other hand, turned into a baby anytime the temperature dropped below 50.

  “Ericcccccc, c’mon, please! Anderson isn’t even going to show! It’s already 9:05! He is five minutes late that means we get to leave!” Monica continued to whine. She wanted to go home. She was cold and creeped out. Professor Anderson’s office hours were located in an old university building. All the lights were off, even the street light was off. They were standing in the dark and Monica was not happy. She just wanted to go home.

  Eric wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close before kissing the top of her head. “We will give him 10 more minutes and if he doesn’t show up then we can go home and I’ll make you some hot chocolate, okay?”

  “Ten minutes!? That’s like forever!” Monica’s voice rose in pitch as the cold made her more and more into a child. Eric just continued to chuckle at his girlfriend’s antics. She could be such a child sometimes. He wondered where he got the patience to deal with her sometimes.

  “Yes. Be a good girl, okay?” Monica pouted. She crossed her arms across her chest and shivered. They continued to wait. It really did seem like Anderson wasn’t going to show up. Eric sighed, about to give up when he noticed a car pull up on the street.

  He tightened his grip on Monica, protective instincts coming into effect. He held her close. Monica’s heart sped up as she watched the car. The night was too dark and the windows too tinted to be able to see who it was. The logical explanation was that it was Professor Anderson but in this sketchy part of town, it could be anyone.

  At that moment, the street light flickered to life. A man stepped into the halo it created, and Eric and Monica sighed in relief as they recognized their professor.

  He looked just like he did in lecture. He was a handsome, young professor, straight out of graduate school. He was tall and toned. His hair was in a modern cut, where it was longer on the top of his head, but close shaven on the sides, giving him an edgier look. However, this look was softened by the round rimmed glasses he wore. In a way, he was a hipster.

  A lot of his students thought he was hot and Monica couldn’t hel
p but agree with the masses. If she didn’t have a boyfriend and if it was wasn’t unethical to date a professor then Monica would have loved to spend a night with Anderson.

  She watched him now as he approached them. He had his leather briefcase with him, just another accessory to complete his look. He walked toward them now with a purposeful step and smiled warmly when he was close enough to interact with them.

  “Sorry, I’m late! I got caught up with one thing and then another and next thing I knew it was already 8:50 but I did rush here as fast as I could. I am sorry you had to wait out here in the cold.” Anderson looked in Monica’s direction presenting her with an apologetic look. Professor Anderson was even more attractive up close. Human Sexuality 101 was a lecture based class and since Monica and Eric always sat in the back they never saw Anderson up close and personal.