Chapter 5

Carter

A smirk formed on my lips when Tessa closed her eyes enjoying me stroking her little pussy. I had been keeping it cool inside me for the past week from touching her. I know it's a forbidden stuff. She's Mila's daughter and Mila is my wife. I shouldn't be harboring any wild thoughts with my stepdaughter. But fuck. The very first time I walked into the house and Mila introduced me to her, I couldn't stop myself from accessing her in a dirty way. She has a large breast and a round ass for a young girl like her.

Mila and I had been dating for quite a while before we decided to take it to the next level. She told me a lot about her daughter. Praising her and stuff. I haven't taken interest in any woman after my wife's death even with the amount of disturbance I get from my daughter urging me to get a new wife. Not like I care but at times when I think about how lonely Juan had been since the death of her mother, I have to consider her, and she doesn't seem to mind me getting a new mother. Mila is a nice woman which was why I gave myself a chance. I just hope Juan will like her and her new sister when they meet.

Back to business, a low moan escaped from Tessa's lips snapping me out of the memories trance I ventured into. Her eyes were shut. She closed in on my hand between her legs. I know she was turned on as much as I was. My cock was already hard and needed a release. I haven't had sex in a while. Whenever I get horny, I either watch p**n or pleasure myself. It had been going on like that.

But now with the hot girl sitting in front, nipples erect indicating she wasn't wearing a bra. She was fucking naked underneath the baggy top she was wearing. Did she do that on purpose? Knowing that will get her in trouble.

Heat coursed through my body as different thoughts of what I would do to her body flashed before me. How I will have her mouth wrapped around my cock while she sucks the life out of it. And the way I will fuck her from behind and front senselessly.

The way my clock bulged from the fabric of my pants made my hand travel up to the hem of her leggings. But I didn't get to dip my hand inside because Tessa's hand stopped me.

She opened her eyes and fixed them on mine. "We can't." Her voice was barely audible. I wonder who she was trying to fool. It had to be herself. Because all I was seeing in her eyes was need. She was aroused. But she doesn't want to admit it.  I was going to make her do it. First I will start with the teasing part.

I withdrew her hand from mine and proceeded to do what I intended to do. I dipped my hand inside her legging and located her pussy. Damn, she wasn't even wearing any panties. Looks like she was waiting for me to make a move.

"No bra. No panties. Huh?" I said with amusement in my voice.

Her breasts were fuller underneath her baggy top. I picture them pressed against my chest. In all their glory. I caressed the front of her pussy by drawing circles over it. "Um..." she moved her hips on the chair, jerking her head back.

"We...can't.." She stuttered out biting her lips a hundred times or more, I can't count. She was so enjoying it.

"Why can't we?" I mused.

"Because... you're my mom's husband." I didn't fail to chuckle at the way her voice came out husky. "This is forbidden." She added.

"And so? But you want me to touch you. That is why you are not wearing bra and panties."

"You like me touching you," I added in a low voice that I was sure she heard because her eyes widened. She parted her lips as I continued to tease her front. I want her to be the one to tell me to enter her. To beg me.

She didn't say anything but the way her body reacted says it all. Her body wasn't agreeing with her words. I pulled on her chair the way she would be closer to me. I so badly want to have my hand roam all over her round breast so I slide my hand inside her shirt and squeezed on the big tits. The size filled up my whole palm.

Damn! I can go all day feeling their softness. And maybe sucking the life out of them.

I watched the way her whole body was shaking from what I was doing to her body. One hand inside her pussy, the other massaging her breast. I pinched her nipples making a moan to escape her. "Say it. What do you want?" I whispered asked.

She said nothing and continued to move her hips now and then. I pinched the other one and did the same to her pussy. Unknowingly she gripped my arm as she arched her back.  She was getting there. She just needs to beg for it. To beg me to fuck her. And I was going to do that. Crazily and humbly.

"What do you want?" I asked again. Her mouth parted as if she wanted to say something. My cock will fit into her full lips. They would do a good job of giving me a blow job.

"I—"

"Say it, Tessa." I urged her, my actions not stopping.

Her nails nearly dug holes in my skin—if not already. She was trying to fight with her heart and body. But the body will win. I have no doubt. "I want..this." Her low voice filled my ears.

A smile dangled at the corner of my lips. "You want what?"

"I want you to keep touching me." And that was when I carried out my next plan. I withdrew my hand from her pussy and from inside her top. And left leaving her needing and aroused. She will come begging me for more.

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The class was quiet being mu voice the only thing rising in the big hall. The students gave their full attention. They knew not to make noise or misbehave in my class. That, I don't tolerate. Across the class was a certain person whose eyes were fixed on the book in front of her taking notes of what I was teaching. I emitted a smile. I had succeeded in keeping her on the edge. She was all quiet and was avoiding anything that would make us have eye contact. The weekend flew by in a blur. And just like that Monday came. I don't know what she told her mom, but she left before me. I knew it was because of the way my presence affects her.

As usual, I asked a few questions which the student managed to make an effort to answer but Tessa didn't do as much as make a move. Heck, she didn't even look at me. All in the name of avoiding me. Maybe she doesn't know but that only powered up my need to push her buttons more. Forbidden or not, I want to taste her.

I rounded up the class and made a walk out of the class not before sparing a glance in her direction. I saw her bite her bottom lip seeing as our eyes met. She quickly cast her head down. Interesting.

I returned to my office, loosened my tie, and grabbed my seat. I heaved out a sharp breath running my fingers over my temples. Lecturing is a hard part of being a professor. And studying is the worst of all. I hate it. Never in the slightest bit, did I think I would become a professor. I happened to venture into it without preparing. Maybe it was because of my late wife. We were both doing our internship back then and she always tells me she wants to become a professor. Her dream was fulfilled but was short-lived. She passed away from a brief illness.

Thirty minutes into going through the scheme of work for the next class, I was already exhausted. The subtle knock that sounded on my office door got my attention "Come in." I ushered the person.

Surprised filled me up seeing Tessa stepping inside my office holding white paper sheets in her hand. A smile then followed it up. I had made her the class representative for my class period on purpose. And last time I checked, I didn't ask the student to submit the assignments which I gave last week.

She slowly closed the door behind her and stood there. I knew she'd come to me. I had left her hanging or much to say her pussy hanging. My eyes raked her body. She wasn't in any baggy top or leggings. She was wearing a white top with skinny jeans. But that didn't do as much as hide her perfect curves. I could still imagine her erect nipples right from where I sat. "Get your legs moving and come sit your pretty ass on my lap while I give you the best pleasure of your life."