All Chapters of The Professor Wants Me and So Does My Bestfriend: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

KaidenThere are many ways to describe emotions, words crafted to fit fleeting, intangible feelings. Some people might call it satisfaction, others contentment. But the specific emotion I was feeling right now? Bliss.The kind of bliss that came when everything was finally going my way.I have never felt this before even when I first landed my modeling job, all I felt was courage to pursue my dreams.I ran a hand through Sage’s hair, careful not to wake him. His breathing was steady, his face relaxed in sleep, unaware of the chaos I had carefully set in motion.There was only one way he would let me back into his life, if he needed me so I made him need me.Yes, I sent the picture to the school board.I am not proud of myself.Okay, yes I was. I was damn proud of myself to have thought of it.I hadn’t expected things to escalate so quickly. I thought the board would at least investigate, maybe suspend the professor, but no. He was a slippery bastard, wiggling out of it with some ridi

RiverThey say the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach.But that wasn’t the same for the beautiful boy under me. He liked sex so much that you would think he makes money from it. Lifting him off my dick, I moved my hips, spreading my legs while he knelt in between, slumping against my leg with a tired sigh."Why'd you stop..?" He pouted, and it was as sexy as it is adorable.I ignored him."Put your cock in me." He breathed out the words in a rush, grabbing the lube and stroking some quickly onto my dick, magnified in its state of tumescence. The thing is fucking huge right now, and rock solid, which has me quivering below the waist.I was trying so hard not to unload on him.He bit his lip, scooting in closer while I aimed my cock between his ass. He wiggled his ass and lined it up in front of my cock, he pushed it in, and we both groaned out loud."Fuck me..." he hissed, but I was already doing it, pumping into him with his palms on my chest. "Harder... faster... deeper, l

KaidenThere was a particular kind of satisfaction that came with watching things fall apart exactly as you planned.I leaned back against Sage’s couch, stretching my legs out while I waited for him to get home. The smell of takeout filled the apartment, his favorite dishes, of course. It was all part of the process.Cook him food, since he couldn’t right now. Then push him just enough so that he needs me. Then pull him back in with open arms.It was working beautifully.I had put something between him and that damn professor. A wedge, a crack, a growing divide that would soon be impossible to repair.And knowing who Sage was, he was the type of person to escalate things since he tended to overthink. He would use the professor’s words and twist it into something to make an issue of.And now, I was here, food in hand, ready to remind him who had always been by his side.Me.I needed to be his best friend again so he would accept me and that meant putting my jealousy and aggressiveness

SageOut of nervousness, I threw the wine back in my throat. It burned but it gave me a little bit of courage.I wagged my finger at him as he poured me another glass,“Don’t think I don’t know what you are doing,”“And what am I doing, Sage?” He rumbled in that thick voice of his.The list hit me out of nowhere and I struggled to clamp my legs together.“Inviting me to your house and offering me wine knowing I am a lightweight, what do you hope to achieve?”He shrugged, “I don’t know what you are talking about, Sage. I just want to catch up on my favorite student, is there something wrong about that?”I scoffed, “so now I am your favorite student?” I gulped the content in the glass, “days ago, you were calling me a mere student.”He chuckled and took another sip of his wine. “You know the problem with you? You always overthink things. I thought we could be friends.”For some reason, that word seemed to ignite something in front of me.“You called me here to tell me that? You should

SageMy mouth watered, he didn't look like he was done with me and frankly, I didn't want him to be.I missed him so much.I had no idea why I was torturing myself by staying away from him. Being with him was the best thing that has ever happened to my body.Look at the way it was singing praises just because it was close to the professor.I don't know what surprises me, the ease we both slipped into our role or the way I still wanted more. He carried me in his arms and leaned against the table, his cock slipped in easily, my legs were high up in the air and his hands supported me under my ass.“Professor," the moan slipped out as he thrust into me, deeply. My eyes rolled to the back of my head with just one movement.His lips came to my ear as he whispered, "Stroke your cock for me,"I gripped my cock with a trembling hand, my whole body shaking from intense pleasure. If I had known this was how I would feel, I would have begged him to take me sooner.I stroked my cock faster as he