Alessandra Russo POV Sociology 1001. My second class of the day. I’d been so nervous about my first day of college I’d skipped breakfast which I now realized had been a terrible mistake. Now my stomach was beginning to grumble, luckily lunchtime was quickly approaching. Entering the massive theatre room classroom with a few hundred seats inside, I made my way to the front of the class. I was going to make the most of this experience and was aiming for the Dean’s list so that meant being front row center for every class. Luckily, most people weren’t so anxious to be in the line of fire. Finding the perfect seat right in the center in front of the podium that that professor would presumably use, I set up my laptop and waited as the rest of the class filled the room. I’d read and taken notes of the first two chapters of the textbook already so was confident I’d have an answer to any question on the contents.The quiet of the room quickly turned to a loud rumble as students chattered amo
Zandro Bernardino POV I watched her as she raced down the hallway as if hell hounds were nipping at her heels. Damn, she had a fine ass. She had the kind of ass that made you want to grab it as you’re… I groaned to myself feeling my dick begin to rise in my pants. I should have made her take a different course, she needed electives, and she could have taken this course with someone else next semester, at worst. But I didn’t want her to. I’d been thinking about her since I woke up the previous morning and she’d been running rampant through my mind ever since. But it could be dangerous to my career.Although, all it had been was a one-night stand before I even knew she was a student of mine. Nothing would happen between us again, regardless of how much my dick wanted it to. She disappeared around the corner. If she’d given me a moment before bolting, I would have told her that she needed to turn in the opposite direction to make it to the main lobby of the building, but she’d figure it
Two months later Zandro Bernardino POV Almost done. Grabbing my coffee cup, I took a long drink of the black coffee inside and then grimaced. God, it was disgusting, but I was burning the midnight oil on campus trying to finish work for the day so I could free up the weekend. Marking the tests was such a tedious chore, especially when there were nearly two hundred to go through. Luckily the card reader did most of the marking, but I still needed to verify the results and input them. Did anyone even pay attention to my classes?The grades on many of the tests were disheartening. This was Intro Sociology; it should be a simple class to do well in. Maybe I was a shitty teacher this term? Who the fuck knew for sure? In previous years the grades hadn’t been this bad. Maybe it was a fluke. I really hoped it was a coincidence otherwise I’d have to figure out what was different; as if I didn’t already know.There were a few students who shone brightly over the others. One in particular had
Alessandra Russo POV I felt like such an asshole. His cheek was already starting to swell up and I could only imagine what his balls were feeling like right now. I’d nailed him with every bit of strength that I had in me. I hope this didn’t affect my grade…. At the last thought, I couldn’t help but giggle. That was such an inconsiderate and asshole thing to think when the poor man before me was in pain due to my paranoia. I’d been trained to sense being watched and take note of my surroundings and I’d been getting some eerie feelings that I just couldn’t shake lately. I didn’t think it was a coincidence, although I knew Zandro wasn’t the one who’d been following me lately. I could call the family, but then what? Either they’d send my brother and his goons here to deal with it or force me to return to Italy. I was enjoying it too much here to risk Papa sending me home. Chances are if there was someone following me then it was one of Papa’s men anyhow.I should have known better than t
Alessandra Russo POV I tossed and turned all night barely getting a moment of sleep, my mind wouldn’t turn off and it was all because of Zandro. It shouldn’t be like this. I shouldn’t be this obsessed after all this time. We should have slid into a normal teacher and student routine by now and I had thought that we had – until last night. Maybe I’d been fooling myself. If anything, the past couple of months seemed to solidify the bond we were both trying to convince ourselves didn’t exist.Throwing the blankets from my body, I slid out of bed and took a quick, cold shower hoping to wake myself up while hoping the shower wouldn’t wake Editha. At least it was the weekend and I didn’t have classes today or I’d have been a walking zombie. Toweling myself off, I got dressed in the bathroom and then went back into the bedroom where my roommate was still loudly snoring. She’d come home shortly after I had, stumbling into the room and knocking over the lamp next to her bed before falling alm
Alessandra Russo POV My heart was thumping rapidly in my chest as I waited for him to respond. Admitting that I had been thinking of him was a gamble. I didn’t want to be rejected, but what else could I do? I had to be true to myself and my feelings. If I didn’t take that chance, then I’d never know. Branching out and trying to make it on my own was all about taking chances and finding out who I was. That wasn’t going to happen if I didn’t go and get what I wanted. God knew my father and brothers went after what they wanted with everything they had in them. That’s why they were all so successful. I was a Russo while that may be bad in many ways, it also meant I had balls. I needed to take chances to achieve my goals and right now my goal was the man sitting across from me. No one had to know, at least not for a while. Not until it was safe. “Alessandra…” “Look. You can’t tell me you didn’t feel what I felt last night. There was a spark left over from when we had that night together
Zandro Bernardino POV Watching her eat, I found I was at odds with myself. She was twenty-one. My student. There were so many things wrong with this situation, but I was having a hard time listening to my brain. It was my dick that was taking the wheel on this situation and to a lesser degree my heart, but I wanted to know her more intimately. Not just the sex, the sex was a given as I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about our night together.But I also wanted to know everything about how she became who she was today. From my current perception of her, she came off as an intelligent, witty, caring, and fucking bombshell of a hot woman. She was perfect in my eyes. With breakfast finished, I began clearing the table.“Okay, so let’s just say we take a chance on us seeing each other romantically. How in your mind would that work?”Finished cleaning up, I leaned back against the kitchen counter and watched as she rose from the chair and came over to me. As she drew closer the smell of
Zandro Bernardino POV Her body was so soft, so perfect. The way her sweet pussy gripped onto my dick milking me of every drop of my cum felt like heaven. She felt like heaven. I hadn’t been lying. There hadn’t been many nights that had gone by that I hadn’t thought of her. She was like a disease that had invaded my body and refused to leave. And God forgive me, but I didn’t want her to. As my dick depleted itself inside of her, I slowly pulled myself from her welcoming moist core. “You drive me crazy woman.”I chuckled as I pulled out completely. Kicking off my jeans, I removed my shirt and tossed it onto the floor with my jeans. Spinning her around, I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head, the bra coming off quickly after. “Shouldn’t we have gotten naked before we had sex,” she teased.My eyes moved up her body, over her shaved mound, her perky breasts that were just the perfect size to fit in my hands, and then to her face which was flushed as she pant