Page 15 of Auctioned to the Professor

After a few minutes of searching, I spot her. Off by herself at the water’s edge, sitting cross-legged on the sand and leaning against an outcropping of boulders. I watch her for a minute, but that’s not enough anymore. I can’t keep her at a distance, I need her to be a real part of my life.

I carefully cross the sand and sit down beside her, making her jump a bit out of shock and then confusion. Her face is tear streaked which feels like a punch to the gut. Is this because of me? Her mouth drops open, but I need to speak first. I’m not taking any more chances.

“I love you,” I say simply. She doesn’t reply, but a fresh tear rolls down her cheek. “I’m sorry for being an ass. It took me a minute, but I’m here now. And I’m not leaving.”

She shakes her head, swiping away the tears. “You can’t give up everything for me, Grady. I can’t let you.”

I lean close enough to smell her coconut sunscreen. “You don’t have any say in it, my love.” I’m trying to tease away the anguish written all over her face, but she doesn’t smile and her eyes are tortured.

“You can’t give up your life,” she says more forcefully.

“I’m not,” I tell her. “Because you are my life. The only thing I need. Do you think some university job is more important than you? I still have my books, which I know you are a longtime fan of, by the way,” she blushes, and I continue, “I doubt anyone in the book world cares and if there’s a little scandal, that’s just more publicity for the next in the series. And I ended the last one on a cliffhanger with four main characters in mortal peril so, if they don’t like it…”

“You can’t kill your characters! I need to know that their journey was worth it!” She’s so damn adorable that my heart twists, but this time in a good way.

I laugh, “Fine, I’ll keep them alive for you. Because I’m going to make you love me, Faye. As much as I love you.”

Her shoulders shake and a new deluge of tears rushes down her face, mixed with a little bit of laughter. I reach to wipe them away, asking why she’s crying, unable to face the fact she might reject me after all.

“These are happy tears,” she says, half laughing as I keep brushing them away.

She holds out her hand and I take it, clasping our fingers together. She points toward the sea where the sun is just about to go down. Moving closer, she rests her head on my shoulder and we sit in companionable silence while we watch the sun finally dip below the peaceful horizon.

I put my arm around her as the gentle breeze turns cool and soon, darkness falls and the water up and down the shoreline glows a brilliant blue.

Her intake of breath makes me hold her closer, torn between the natural wonder ahead of me and the pure beauty of her joy. Then she jumps up, dragging me back toward the hotel. Not toward the glorious display in front of us.

“What’s going on?” I ask, surprised she’s so quick to want to leave the thing she’s waited so long to experience. “Aren’t we at least going to stick our feet in?”

She shakes her head, laughing as she pulls me close enough for our bodies to collide. “I’ve had enough of nature for the moment,” she breathes against my neck, before tipping her head back to look at me. “I need you now, Grady.”

My body responds instantly and we race back into the hotel. In the elevator, between fevered kisses, we decide to go back to her room instead of mine. Her hand trembles as she swipes the key card and the moment we’re inside, I lift her, dragging her soft body against mine.

“I need to feel every inch of you,” I tell her, nipping at the straps of her sundress.

“It feels like a month since I’ve seen you,” she tells me with a pout.

I wipe away her little frown by kissing my way down her chest. “Too long,” I agree. “Let’s never do that again.”

Has it really only been two days that we were apart? I won’t survive something like that again. I kiss her hungrily, her taste the only thing I crave. Her hands move up my chest and lock around my neck. Her sighs drive me onward, licking down the side of her throat. She presses tight against me and my cock throbs against her belly.

“Yes,” she moans. “That’s what I need. Right now. Hurry.”

I stop long enough to pick her up and sweep her to the balcony. Through the darkness the bay glows in the distance and I push her against the thick cement railing with pots of fragrant flowers set into it. She grasps the edge with her fingertips and leans over, thrusting her ass toward me. I grip her hips and rub my shaft in the space between her lush cheeks.

“Enjoy the view,” I tell her. “While I enjoy your body.”

She pushes eagerly against me, grinding her plump little ass against my cock. “I can barely see,” she gasps. “You make my eyes cross, I need you so much.”

“I like hearing that,” I tell her. “Though I still think you need a spanking for running away.”

She turns, mock outrage on her face. “Who ran away?”

I dip my head. “You’re right. I’m the one who deserves punishment.”

She twists out of my grasp and turns around to face me. With a wicked gleam in her eyes, she drops to her knees, tugging on my pants. When my cock bounces free, she grabs it and slurps up the moisture pooling at the tip. I groan, my own vision blurring as she wraps her lips around me and takes my cock deep in her mouth.

Her movements are fast and hard, a delicious punishment for turning away from her. Her hand slides up my leg to fondle my balls and I start to growl like a feral animal. “Keep that up and I’ll be coming down your throat,” I warn her.

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