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Her Professor's Pet TOGETHER
TOGETHER “Yes! Oh fuck, Yes!!!” I moan through gritted teeth. He pushes my head deeper into the sofa as he ploughed into me. Hard and fast strokes had me clenching my teeth and my dress. “Oh yes!!!” I cried out.Soon he slowed, his strokes soft and relaxed. “Uh!” “Fucccckkkkk..” I hiss when he does a movement with his waist. I can’t see how he looks as he is behind me, but from his muted groans and growls I could tell he was biting his lips. “yes, yes, yes, yes yes..” He increased his tempo again, randomly. I hold on to the couch for my dear life as he slid in and out of me. Suddenly, he turns me around to face him. “Look at me baby girl.” He says and pounds into me. I cry out in pleasure, unable to control my eyes enough to look at him. “Baby girl, look at me.”At his stern command, my eyes find his own. My lids start to flutter as his thrusts get even deeper. He groans and I moan. Our sounds mixing together with the slushing sounds from my sop
Her Professor's Pet WE
WE I take the plate that he is thrusting into my hands. Picking up the sandwich, I watch it for a while before I speak. “Let us leave the baby and children talk for now. If that’s okay with you.” He gives me a smile. “Anything you want Peanut. I do have faith in my pull out game though.” I snicker.“You haven’t had sex in years.” I say and bite into my sandwich. He narrows his eyes at me.“And So?”“And that means your pull out game might not be half as strong as it used to be.” His jaw drops so comically, I almost drop my sandwich while laughing. “You take that back.”The statement is even funnier that I find myself laughing even harder.“Never.” “Battle line has been drawn Peanut. Hope you can handle mine.” “Bring it on Vaughnhottie.”He quirks an amused brow, a laugh playing on his lips. “Vaughnhottie?”I shrug, “I used to call you that a lot in my head. It might be long but it’s accurate.” He chuckles as he seasons the meat. “What...?”
Her Professor's Pet STICKY
STICKY I clear my throat uncomfortably before I start. “I uh don't know Vaughn. I’m not so good with labels. I believe I should be asking you that question.” I quickly take a sip from my water. Willing it to wash away the awkwardness that hung around. His expression fell.“Oh. Uhhh. We are fine without any labels I guess.” He turns his attention to the meat he was grilling and now I feel terrible. I mean, I really am not into labels of any kind. But I also was not into love and it’s kind, yet, here I was, parading to be in love. The least I could do was parade the label as well. But I don't know a thing about labels. I sigh and pick up my phone.My heart skips as I see a missed call from Leo. Seven minutes ago. Must have been when I was playing the karaoke. It must have been too loud. I dial his contact again and hope he responds. “Hello?” he grunts into the speaker.“Leo? Is that really you?”“Nope, I’m a homeless man who thought of calling a deleted c
Her Professor's Pet GRATEFUL
GRATEFUL“You have always known.” I say more to myself than to him. He sighs and wipes his face with his hand. “Why don't we go downstairs together, eat and then talk about it?” I take a another look at the room filled with hundreds of drawings and sketches of me. “I can’t believe you always knew about it.” “Is it a bad thing that I knew?”“Is that why you paid for me exclusively?” He shrugs,“Yes.”“Why didn’t you say something? All those hours we spent alone together..” He gestured with his hand for a bit and then dropped it. “I don’t know. I didn’t know how you were going to react I guess. Plus, that was my favourite part of the day, if you had stopped it for any reason..” I nod in understanding, I knew what he meant by favourite part of the day. I looked forward to our sessions together all day as well. “I was very happy the day you talked to me for the first time.” He chuckles to himself. I remember that day clearly. I don’t know what possessed m
Her Professor's Pet BODY
BODY“I can make the popcorn.” I offer, just sitting on the couch watching him move blankets from the guest room to the living room. He sighs like I asked him to hand over his first born child.“Listen here young lady, when I say sit, you sit, if I need your help, I’ll ask, but until then, please do not lift your pretty butt of that sofa, do you understand me?” I gulp. Even with his voice and words even, I could feel my body come alive as he spoke. “Peanut? Where’s my confirmation?”“Yes, I understand.”“That’s my good girl.” He goes into the kitchen to make the popcorn and my eyes follow him. They never leave his body as he moves about in the kitchen. How can he make popcorn in such an erotic way? Was that even legal? I watch with lips slightly parted as he popped one piece into his mouth, I gulp as he chews. “Perfect.” He says to himself as he picks up the bowl and returns to the sofa.“Come over here.” He tells me.When I do shift over to him, he
Her Professor's Pet CAN'T
CAN'T “Wow, this is a real pigsty if I have ever seen one.”Cecilia comments as she opens the door to my room. I peep through slightly parted eye lids to watch as she saunters into my room, Jessica on her heels. “I thought I said I wanted nobody in here?”“Welcome to life, we almost never get what we want. Jessica tells me you’ve been like this for a while.” I shoot Jessica a look and she shrinks into Cecelia’s form. I throw the blanket over my head, covering my entire body and hoping to stay that way for a while. “You know you can't hide from the world forever right?” Ignoring them, I squeeze my eyes shut. “Okay, I tried the easy way, but I don’t think you want that. Don't forgive me for this.” Was Cecilla's only warning before the blanket is pulled off of me, I hiss from the onslaught of sunlight. “Cecilia!”“CeceStar. And get up now. Whatever the problem is, I’m sure it won't be solved even if you become one with your bed.” “What do you want fro
Her Professor's Pet USED
USED The wind from the sea bit deep into my skin. “I need to stop feeling. I need to not feel. I need to stop thinking..” I mutter over and over to myself as I rush into the changing room. Hurriedly, I change into my surfing gear and without doing any form of stretches, I paddle into the cool water. Desperate to stop thinking. Being on the water muted all of my thoughts. And I very much needed to stop hearing the last words Cecilia told me before I dashed here. “You played with someone's feelings...” I groan and push off from the board. I push off to a stand and start to surf, but my mind still felt crowded, too crowded. I needed more, I push myself even further. I felt a cramp in my ankle but that would not stop me. I could not let it stop me. Pushing myself even further, I felt myself lose my balance on the board. I right my legs, and continue to go forward. I cross my ankles, in a position I use to right myself when I felt untethered on the board, not how I u
Her Professor's Pet TOMORROW
TOMORROW My legs, heart and throat must not be receiving the same command, because my legs are taking me in his direction. And my heart keeps telling me to run the opposite direction. My throat won't work. He has a hopeful look in his eyes by the time I reach him. He definitely did not hear a word of the conversation. He was far away from us anyway. “Peanut..” He whispers when I reach him.I choke back a sob at the nickname. I hated the name before, so why was I being sentimental over it now? I couldn’t wait to be rid of it any way. “Are you okay? You.. were you crying? Did you get hurt? Did something happen?” he takes a step towards me, his eyes roaming my body. “I’m fine.”His brows almost touch. “You don’t look fine to me.. your eyes are red..”“From the salt water. Water got into my eyes. I’m fine. Really.” He swallows and then nods. Most likely swallowing his hurt. My chest tightens from hurting him that way. “You must be getting cold. Let’s get you
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