Page 18 of Hot Professor (Tainted Professors)

When I drag open my eyes, Harrison is watching me with a satisfied grin. Then, he sticks his fingers into his mouth and licks them clean.

“I take it you like that.”His voice is deep, husky, and raw, unlike anything I’ve heard from him before.

“I did.”

“Do you want to stop?”

Looking deep into his eyes, I shake my head and whisper. “I want it all.”

He must read the need written all over my face because he smiles devilishly before pulling away from me and standing. I immediately feel a chill, but it’s soon forgotten as I watch while he slips his hands in the waistband of his lounge pants, and pushes them down his legs, taking his white boxers with them.

My eyes are instantly drawn to the hard throbbing length of him, and a frisson of fear blooms. How will that fit inside me? His cock twitches as though it heard my thoughts. Harrison steps up to the edge of the bed and takes my hand, guiding it to him. With my fingers wrapped around him, I squeeze tenderly. “It’s so hard, and yet so soft.”I move my fist up and down his length, testing, experimenting, and thrilled at his reaction when I see his stomach muscles bunch tightly and hear his sharp intake of air.

He curses softly, biting his bottom lip as if trying to hold back a groan of approval. “So pretty,”he murmurs, running his fingers through my hair.”

My heart pumps wildly knowing he watches while I touch him like this so when he puts his hand over mine, stopping me, I look up, questioning.

“I need to be inside you.”

My nod is jerky because I want that, too.I need it.

Harrison reaches inside his bedside table and retrieves a condom. He swiftly tears open the foil package before rolling the rubber disk onto his hard length.

I’m transfixed, curious, watching every move so I can learn how to one day do it for him.

Then, with a look of determination, he shifts me to the center of the bed and climbs on, settling between my spread legs.

“Um…”It’s time.I need to tell him.

Harrison grabs his cock in his hand and inches forward.I can feel the tip sliding through the wetness as he drags it up and down my slit.

“Harrison…”Will he stop the moment he finds out? Will he send me home? Maybe I shouldn’t say anything. But he’ll know in a matter of seconds, and I don’t want him to be mad. I don’t want him to end this before I finally discover what it’s like to be with a man.

I feel him nudging against my entrance.

“Harrison. I need to tell you something.”

He stills and glances up at me. His eyes, golden brown most times, are dark now and deep like the lake back home at midnight.

“Do you want me to stop?”I can see the vulnerability in his eyes, the fear that I took him this far only to tell him no. And while I know, without a doubt, he’d stop if I said the word, the opposite is true.

I shake my head. “No. But I need you to know something before we go any further.”

He waits as patiently as one can when they’re about to slide their cock inside a willing vagina. I can see the tension in his body, the slight tremor in his shoulders, the quiver in his arms.

“Um… I’m… I’m a…”

“Ivy?”

“Virgin, Harrison. I’m a virgin.”I spit it out and peer up at him, willing him to not care and keep going.Thinking I shouldn’t have said a word and just let it happen. Worried he’ll think I tricked him like that other woman and throw me out.

Harrison’s eyes widen first, but then they soften. He rocks back on his heels, and a chill settles over me.

This is it. He’s going to ask me to leave.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything sooner.”

He doesn’t say a word, and I can’t tell what he’s thinking from his expression. There’s no stain of red on his cheeks, no tic in his jaw. He’s not clenching his teeth or huffing his annoyance or anger. He’s also not tossing me my dress and insisting I go home.

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