Rebecca tried to pay attention for the duration of the class. Her mind wandered here and there, but mostly she forced herself to pay attention to the lesson. Those deep blue eyes were watching her now, she had no choice but to focus on her work. As soon as the class let out, the other stunts booked it as fast as they could until it was just the two of them alone.
Once the door shut behind the last student, Nick crooked his finger at her. She sighed and dumped her books into her bag along with her laptop before she wandered to the front of the class. There, she tucked golden locks behind her ear.
“About that, I'm sorry Professor-.”
He held up a hand. “Rebecca, this is the third time I've caught you daydreaming. Is there something on your mind?”
She bit her lip. 'You, definitely you.' The girl could just imagine him throwing her onto his desk, ripping her clothes off. His mouth would be all over her body. Those strong hands delving into the deepest parts of her.
'Stop that!'
“N-no. Nothing that I can think of,” she mumbled quietly.
Nick looked her up and down. Those eyes seemed to bore into her as he examined her. A blush touched her cheeks as she softly glanced away. That bit of self-confidence that she'd had at first was quickly dwindling. How was she supposed to make a move when she felt like this? He was so powerful in the way he moved, the way he talked, it was hard to match that when she had no experience whatsoever.
“Rebecca, if you need to talk to me, you know you can right?”
The man had softened. His eyes were so gentle and his lips pulled down into a slight frown. She wondered how his lips would feel against hers. They seemed to be very soft. She had to stop herself from reaching out a finger to trace them.
Finally, the girl woke herself back up and nodded. Of course she could talk to him about anything. He'd been the one to get her home safely the day her boyfriend dumped her in a strange part of town. Rebecca could still feel his hand on her back, his jacket over her shoulders. That's what she wanted again, all of him.
“Yeah, I'm fine, really. I think I'm just a bit stressed out with the workload, but I'll figure it out.” She gave him a soft smile. “It's just taking some adjusting that's all.”
Nick nodded. “Well, if you need me, you know where I am.”
The man smiled and she just about felt her knees give out. Her heart fluttered. Why did he have to be so attractive? It made her feel even more inexperienced and silly. Rebecca bit her lip and nodded quickly.
“And your door's always open, I remember.”
He smiled at her before he reached into his drawer. Pulling out a book, he handed it to her. She recognized it as the poetry they'd been studying earlier, only this book had the entire works, not just snippets for them to study. She took it gingerly before she titled her head, inquisitive as to what this was for.
“More homework?” She asked as she raised a brow.
He laughed and shook his head. “No, I just want you to read it. The poetry is amazing, I think you'll like it.”
Rebecca clutched the book to her chest. It was a prized possession from Professor Hale. Now, she couldn't wait to make it back to her dorm and read it. Picking up her bag, she slung it over her shoulder.
“Thanks, I'll take a look tonight.”
“Make sure you do. Have a good night, Rebecca.”
“Goodnight,” she waved, before she slipped from the door and practically bounced back to the dorms.
Chapter Two
“Tough day? You look kinda defeated.”
Rebecca sighed. “Yeah, I'll be okay though.”
“Wanna come to a party? I hear it's going to get crazy.”
“No, but you go ahead. I have a ton of studying to do.”
Rebecca waved as her roommate, Rebecca, headed out to her party. Maybe she should have gone. It would have taken the edge off of the thoughts running through her brain. Instead, she kicked off her shoes and crawled into bed before she remembered the book and pulled it out of her backpack.
“Lady, I will touch you with my mind.
Touch you and touch and touch
until you give
me suddenly a smile, shyly obscene ...”
She had to push her legs together. If she didn't, she was pretty sure those slender digits would find themselves inside of her panties. Biting her lip, she read each poem, one after the other. Each one was more erotic than the next, all from poets she'd thought to be chase and clean, but they weren't.
Rebecca had to put the book down. It was becoming more and more of a problem. She rolled over onto her belly and crossed her legs at the ankles. Tapping the book, she wondered if the professor was back home. She still had his number from that night.
Slipping her phone out of a side pocket, she scrolled to his number. Her blue eyes stared at the screen as her heart began to thud in her chest once again. No, she shouldn't do this, it could end up just being embarrassing for the both of them. Then again, what if he felt the same way?
She needed answers. Finally taking a deep breath, she texted him and asked if he could help her with her work, she was stuck. After a minute, she was pretty sure that he wouldn't return her text. Feeling embarrassed, she jumped when the phone chimed. Fumbling with the phone, she answered it and grinned.
'Meet me at the classroom.'
That was all she needed. Rebecca ran her fingers through her hair the moment that she was out of bed. Adjusting the button up shirt that she wore and fixing her makeup a bit, she checked out her reflection in the mirror. Not bad. Grabbing her bag, she slipped into her shoes before she jogged to the literature room. There was a light glowing softly inside, so softly you could barely see it from the hall.
Rebecca gave a light knock until she heard him say come in. Turning the knob, she took a deep breath before she moved her way inside. The girl was determined this time. There was no way that she was going to back down for a second time.
Walking up to his desk, she dropped her bag when she made it in front of him. She sucked in her breath. He'd unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt, revealing a chiseled chest underneath. In his hand, he held a glass full of amber liquid. It smelled like scotch, but she wasn't too sure.
“Drinking already?”
Nick laughed. “It's already seven. I thought I was allowed.”
Rebecca grinned at him as he took a sip and then set his glass down. Every movement he made just captured her eye and she couldn't stop looking at him. She smoothed down her skirt.
“So, what can I do for you?” He asked.
“Well, I was reading that book that you gave me...”
He quirked a brow. “Oh? And what did you think?”
Rebecca nervously rubbed her arm. “I thought it was, well, hot.”
She spat the words out, feeling her cheeks heat up in that instance. Had she really just said that? With an inward groan, she wondered why she had to be such a dork.
“Hot, huh?” The man chuckled. “Well, I guess they were pretty racy for their age.”
Rebecca felt it. She couldn't just leave their conversation at poetry and not bring; up how much she wanted him. It was obvious in her eyes and she wanted him to want her in the same way. She walked around his desk before she perched herself on the edge. Slowly, she let her legs drift apart.
“What are you doing?”
Nick's tone was sharp. So sharp that she almost hopped up and danced away, but she couldn't. Already, she'd come so far and she only wanted to know what it was like. How he would taste when their mouths met.
“I'm doing this,” she said softly as she leaned in towards him.
Right away, the professor jumped out of his seat. The man moved away from her before he frowned. Her blue eyes fell on him and she hiked the skirt up a bit more. The white, lacy panties underneath were just visible.
“We can't do anything, Rebecca. It would be wrong. I could lose my job.”
“I won't tell anyone.”
Rebecca hopped off of the desk an
d sauntered over to him. Her hand rested on his chest as his heart hammered against her palm. She drummed her fingers on his chest before she leaned up towards him.
“Just one kiss. One tiny little kiss and I'll go.”
Despite the professor's protests, he seemed to be falling prey to her lust. The lust that was mirrored in his own eyes. Her lips enticed him. Those same lips curled into a grin.
“We can't,” he whispered, his mouth already moving towards hers.
“Too late,” she mumbled.
Rebecca could see that he was fighting every instinct that he had. His fists were clenched at his sides, jaw shut tight. He was like a caged beast, coiled and ready to fight at the first sign of trouble. Only, she was that trouble and he was trying to keep himself in line.
Chapter Three
The moment their lips touched, he let out an almost feral moan that delved to her core. She shivered and moved her lips against his, the softness and warmth of his mouth highly enticing. Her small moans in answer to his echoed throughout the class room. And then she felt his hands, running over her leg, her face, brushing her hair out of the way. It was like he was hungry for her.
Nick's fingers reached up and pulled the buttons apart on her shirt revealing the white laced bra underneath. He took a breath from them kissing to look at her before he groaned. Rebecca smiled. Clearly, he liked what it was he was seeing. He leaned down, kissing her again as she felt his fingers travel to her back. The bra was revealed and her perky breasts slipped free. Nick ran a hand over one, his fingers running over a pert pink nipple.
“Just as good as I thought it would be,” he moaned.
Rebecca smiled. He'd been thinking about her the same way this whole time. That was comforting and made her confidence soar as she gazed up at him. Reaching out, she unbuttoned his shirt one by one until she pulled it from his chest and onto the floor. As she did, his breathing was labored and husky, running over her ear and making her want him even more.
His hands went to her skirt next. The zipper came undone slowly and moved past her hips, slipped down her legs until it hit the floor. She was eager, wanting him to remove her panties now, but he didn't give her the satisfaction. His fingers trailed down her flesh before he leaned down and ran his tongue over her nipples. A moan left her lips and she covered her mouth a bit, whimpering at the new sensation. It felt so good.
“Sit on the desk.”
It wasn't a request, more like a dean. A shiver ran through her body as she nodded and moved to the desk. Hopping up, the girl leaned back onto her palms, displaying her half naked body to him so that he could admire every inch of her. A soft smile touched her lips.
Nick moved towards her as she kicked her shoes off one by one. When he was between her thighs, he kissed and licked her neck, leaving behind a little bruise there. She leaned against him, her lips slightly parted as she felt his hand rub over her panties. Right away, Rebecca's wetness soaked her panties the more he rubbed and teased. After a few moments, she was moaning more loudly and she blinked when suddenly there was a hand over her mouth.
“Too loud, quiet down.”
Rebecca nodded, but it was so difficult. “I'll try,” she said as he moved his hand.
“Good girl.”
Rebecca shuddered at those words. Instantly, she was turned on more than she was before. Thank god, he was finally moving her panties down her legs. He tossed them to the side before he opened her legs wider and lowered himself onto his knees. Nick hooked his arms beneath her knees before he pulled her forward move. Leaning down, his tongue ran over her clit, the taste of her filling his mouth as he moaned from it. She was already squirming, unfamiliar with the feeling of a tongue between her thighs.
Nick took his time, but he avoided hitting her clit again. Instead, he ran his tongue between her folds, pushing it into her slit as she moaned and wiggled her hips. The more she moved, the deeper his tongue slipped, lapping up her juices eagerly. Nick slipped his tongue from inside of her and slowly moved back up to her clit. It was already swollen against his tongue as he flicked his wet muscle over it.
Rebecca was a panting, moaning mess as she reached up and gripped her breasts. Her fingers ran over pink nipples before she pinched and twisted them between her fingers. Her head tilted back, hair falling from her shoulder as he picked up the pace. Nick's tongue was flicking up and down faster and faster before she felt him sucking on it. She had to cover her own mouth this time and it was a good thing that she did, because he was suddenly pushing a finger inside of her. The girl tensed up.
“I-I'm a virgin,” she whispered.
Nick glanced up at her with a smile. “Not surprised by that at all. Don't worry, I'll take care of you.”
Rebecca smiled and closed her eyes as he pushed another finger inside of her. Her back arched and she whimpered at the new sensation. She'd never been one for fingering herself, choosing the vibrator to her clit than the feeling of putting something inside of her. This was new and exciting. He twisted and plunged those fingers inside of her before they brushed against her spot. Her eyes widened and she cried out as she came hard, her legs twitching and shaking.
Nick stood up and wiped his mouth. She watched him unbuckle the belt from his pants before he pushed the pants down altogether. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a condom before he rolled it onto his cock. She watched with nervous anticipation. Glancing up at her when he was ready, he took his rather impressive length and pushed it against her hole.
“Are you ready?”
“I'm ready,” she said eagerly.
Nick pushed inside of her bit by bit, allowing her to adjust to his size. She leaned her head against his chest, biting her lip as the pain grew and then slowly began to fade. He was thrusting now and Rebecca let out a moan as she held onto his shoulders. The motion of him rocking into her was more powerful than the pain she felt.
Finally, she was finally losing her virginity and to a man that she truly cared for. Rebecca wrapped her arms around his neck as he began to thrust harder and faster. She moaned out, her body trembling against his as she could feel that building orgasm beginning in her abdomen. Her breath came out as pants against his ear, which only made him thrust inside her faster. The way her pussy tightened around his shaft seemed to be taking its toll as the man started moaning more himself.
Rebecca shook her head. “I'm gonna cum,” she mumbled over and over again as the feeling began to overwhelm her.
“Cum for me,” Nick moaned.
Just hearing him say that made electricity run through her body. She shivered and her fingers dug into his back as he gripped her hips and pushed in more deeply. Back arching, Rebecca could feel it coming closer and closer. She cried out as she felt heat sweep over her body. Panting, Rebecca called out his name as he really moved inside of her, rubbing up against her spot. Squeezing her eyes tightly, she let her whole body relax before she felt it.
The orgasm tore through her like a tidal wave. One minute she was breathing slowly and the next her breathing hitched and she was cumming hard. She wet Nick's groin with her cum as she fell back onto the desk in exhaustion. Nick was so turned on that he pushed himself inside of her deeply before he came hard, groaning as he filled the condom with his seed. He rested a moment, exhausted after his vigorous thrusting.
Slowly, Nick pulled out of her. He smiled as he looked over her thoroughly fucked form lying on his desk. That was going to be the best memory he'd ever have in this classroom. He tossed the condom away before he came back over to her and kissed her thighs.
“You okay?” He asked with a grin.
Rebecca laughed. “Yeah, I'll be okay in a minute.” She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck as she sat up. “So, any regrets?”
Nick laughed and shook his head. “Not even one.”
She sighed as he kissed her softly, his mouth moving against her slowly. Rebecca let out a little sigh against his lips before she ran her fingers up to tangle in his thick, dark locks. When he pulled
away, he grinned at her and happiness shot through her body, making her spine tingle.
Rebecca hopped down from the desk afterward and began collecting up her clothes. Pulling them on slowly, she was still a bit sore as she moved. Finally, she was dressed and fixing her hair as he pulled on his clothing as well. They both looked a bit disheveled and couldn't help but to laugh at their appearances.
“Don't forget to finish your homework,” Nick said with a grin.
Rebecca burst into laughter. She couldn't think of a more perfect way to end the day.
Story Eleven
Chapter One
I don't know what I was thinking. Never did I like violent sports and things of that nature, but here I was letting myself be dragged to a boxing match. I didn't care for all of the blood and violence, but some part of me got revved up by seeing men in their most primal states. It was a difficult thing to describe, but I'd always had a thing for dangerous men.
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