Page 20 of Sinful Professor

“Then just let me take care of you tonight, okay?”

“Okay,” he says slowly. “I will.”

“Thank you,” I whisper.

“Oh, my sweet Sadie,” he growls. “I have a feeling I’ll be the one thanking you later.”

When we’re done eating, he insists on cleaning up while I settle in the living room. After he’s finished, he pulls me to my feet and then lifts me into his arms as he carries me to his bedroom and then into his bathroom. Then he sets me on my feet and insists on a shower. I agree and I’m rather surprised that we don’t get dirty at all while we get clean. Of course, I plan on taking care of that very shortly.

We dry off and brush our teeth. Then he once again carries me in his arms and gently lays me on his bed. With a smile, he bends his head to kiss me. And I welcome it. Until I feel his cock pressed against my thigh.

“Lay down,” I breathe. “Get comfortable, Brock.”

He pulls back a bit reluctantly but does what I want. With a bit of trepidation, I settle between his parted legs and stroke his cock with both hands. While I have had a man’s dick in my mouth before, I was never the one in control. And that’s what I want now. When I look up at Brock, the smile on his face tells me that he knows exactly what I’m about to do.

“Be gentle, my goddess,” he pants. “I may not last long in that luscious mouth of yours.”

“As long as you come in my mouth,” I whisper.

“Only if it’s what you want,” he says.

“It is and you know it,” I smirk.

Then I take him fast and deep. He curses as his hands fly to my hair. So, I get to work, sliding my mouth up and down his cock while caressing the underside with my tongue. The more he pants and curses and moans my name, the more emboldened I become. With each rise and fall, I do my best to take him even deeper. Then he shouts my name.

“Sadie! Fuck!”

As I lift my head, he explodes into my mouth. At first, I choke a bit, then I get myself under control and start to swallow. His taste is foreign yet thrilling. And I make sure I take everything he gives. Given how many times I’ve come on his face, I feel that it’s only fair to return the favor. But when his hands fall limp to his sides and I lift my head, the sight of his chest heaving as he gasps for air is more than enough reward for me.

Very slowly, I crawl up his body and settle myself against his side. Several minutes pass before he’s able to hold me. Then he rolls onto his side and looks down at me with an expression full of awe and desire and…something else I’m not sure I’m ready for.

“My God, Sadie,” he breathes. “That was fucking incredible.”

I give him a shy smile and my entire body seems to relax. His brow furrows as he brushes his hand over my cheek. Having read me like a book, he questions me.

“How could you not think I enjoyed that?”

“Because I didn’t know what I was doing,” I choke out.

“Oh, my sweet Sadie,” he sighs. “Anything you do to me is perfect simply because it’s you. Haven’t you realized that yet?”

“I…I want you to need me as more than your muse, Brock,” I whisper. “I don’t want to lose you because-”

He cuts off my words with a hard kiss. I gasp when he pulls back and my body shudders under his dark look.

“I want you for everything, Sadie,” he says darkly. “And I’m going to do everything I can for as long as I can to prove it to you. Because I don’t want any other man to have you. Ever. I want you to be mine…always.”

Fourteen

For the next hour, I worship my goddess. My only goal to convince her that I want her for everything. Yes, she became my muse the moment we met, but since then she’s become so much more. I can’t imagine a day passing without her in it. When I spend myself inside her beautiful body for the second time, I sigh with relief. And I speak the words I can’t believe are true after only a week.

“I love you, sweet Sadie.”

She hums lightly before succumbing to sleep. I stay where I am and watch her for a long time. Never before have I experienced such a wide range of emotions with a woman. If I’m not in love with her, I don’t know what else to call it. After I crawl out of bed to clean up, I force myself not to go to sleep just yet.

No, instead, I head back to my song and start to put it into my notation software. The contest asks for a manuscript and a recording. I can take care of the recording tomorrow at the university. But this part always takes me a bit of time. Knowing Sadie is waiting for me in my bed, I manage to finish just before midnight. Then I save my work and crawl into bed with the only woman I ever want in my arms again.

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