She moans as my thumb rounds her clit.
“How does it feel, sweetheart?”
She sighs and thrusts up into me with a groan searching for my cock, but I take my time with her, pulling my fingers from within to taste her sweet nectar before diving in myself.
Her breath catches at the touch of my lips to her core, and her body responds with lifted hips against my face.
She grips the side of the desk and my button down, thrusting upward in small circles as she squeezes her thighs against my ears.
“Don’t stop,” she begs, reaching for my zipper. She pulls it down slowly, as a strangled moan leaves her lips. My mouth suctions over her clit and I move my tongue in circles around her, striking two fingers inside as I work her body over.
Her thighs tense on my face and her fingers thread through my hair. Her moans are loud, unbridled, and riddled with relief as she spills her sweet pleasure onto my face.
I lap her up, kissing, licking, touching, admiring her in every way possible as she unzips my pants and grips my cock in her hand.
My eyes close and my head hangs back with the scent of her on my beard.
“You’re huge,” she says, her voice cracking. “How are you ever going to fit?”
A loud bang hits at the door and I jump. “Professor Hill. It’s Dean Marshalls. We have an issue.” What the hell would the Dean be knocking on my door for? I can’t remember the last time she requested a personal conversation.
Then again, I’m currently fucking a student in my office, so the meeting might be warranted.
Raven looks toward me, biting her lip and scurrying off the desk to fix her clothes and hair. “I got you fired, didn’t I?” she whispers, panting. “Where do I go?”
I point toward a chair in the corner as I zip my pants and beg my cock to hide itself. “It’s okay. Have a seat in that chair. I’ll fix this.”
“One second, Dean Marshalls. I’m wrapping up a meeting with a student.”
The deans voice goes stern. “This can’t wait, Professor. Please open your door.”
My jaw tenses as I look toward the locked door. There’s no reason I should be locked in my office with a student. That’s going to raise some flags. Then again, I guess that’s what darkness does to a man. But I’m one hundred percent sure I would do it again… which may cause trouble with the dean.
Chapter Five
Raven
“You did what?” Addie gasps. I pull the phone away from my ear to save on the subsequent screaming that follows. “Well, you win. Turns out you’re way crazier than I thought.”
“Yeah, but I think he’s in trouble now. The dean broke up our… session, and she looked pissed.”
“Were you guys loud? How much did she hear?”
“Not much… I don’t think. I mean, nothing. We were being quiet. I just… I’m sure she thinks it’s weird that he was locked in his office with me and then I scurried away like I did something wrong. I’m sure she saw through it.” I sigh. “I should’ve stayed and made up some story, but I panicked.”
“How long has it been since you heard from him?”
“Forty-five minutes, but it feels like three days.” I go silent, waiting for her to give me some advice, but she doesn’t. She takes a big breath as she readies to probe me for more information. I should’ve known who I was talking to.
“Tell me everything! I need to know. How was it? Did he do all the things? Did you… come?”
“Okay, this is weird.”
“Oh please. Don’t get all tight lipped on me now. You’re out in the big city, making big city decisions, sleeping with professors. You owe me the details.”
I sigh. “Okay, well… it was great.” I can’t help but smile. “We were in his office, and he was touching me and his hands… they’re so big, and rough. And he’s just so strong when he’s taking me over like this animal that needs to fill a void and I’m there like prey while he eats me and then I come… so hard. Like… Addie…” I pinch my lips behind my teeth as a rush takes over my body at the memory of my orgasm. “It was incredible.”
“Okay,” Addie sighs, “that sounds like some book fantasy. So now what?”