Page 49 of Forbidden Professor

I grab his hand, then break the kiss. He looks surprised until I turn and pull him towards the couch. I push him down gently, then straddle him and bend my head to kiss him again.

His tongue glides against mine smoothly, his lips soft and warm. When I feel his hands tugging at the hem of my t-shirt, I boldly lean back and pull it over my head, exposing my bare breasts.

Carter’s eyes dilate with pleasure, sending a shock of electricity through my veins.

“Eve, you’re so fucking beautiful. My god,” he whispers. Heat rises in my cheeks, and I find his mouth again as his hands find my breasts. He palms them a few seconds before gently pinching my nipples, drawing gasps of pleasure from my lungs.

His cock twitches against my center. The roughness of his jeans against my pajama bottoms is a welcome harshness and my clit throbs at the pressure.

His hands, gripping my hips, pushes down, increasing the friction between our bodies.

“Oh, god,” I gasp, shaking my head as I break the kiss. My eyes search his and I see nothing but a storm of desire brewing there.

My hands run over his muscular shoulders, sliding down to his hard biceps and back up. The morning light is falling on his face and I drink in the sight of him, determined to remember this first time forever.

I never expected it to be something that happened first thing in the morning before I’d even had a chance to get dressed, but I didn’t care.

It was Carter. It was exactly what I wanted.

“I can’t believe we’re finally —”

The buzz of my phone interrupts me. I start to shake my head, but Carter reaches for the phone before I can protest and hands it to me.

It’s my father calling.

“Ignore him,” I said, putting the phone down and shaking my head. I begin to kiss Carter again and the phone beeps again. And again. And again.

Not only has he called, but he’s sent a few texts.

I checked in with the monitor at school. You’ve lied to me, Eve! I’m very disappointed. You know what this means.

Why aren’t you picking up?

I need you to call me immediately, Eve Marie!

I groan at the sight of them. Why does my father have to ruin everything that’s good in my life? Why can’t he just let me be an adult and leave me alone? Why all the threats and fear? Why does it make him so good to ruin my day, every fucking day of my life?

“Everything okay?” Carter looks genuinely worried.

“Yes. No. I don’t know,” I say. “Not really, I guess.”

“Want to talk about it?”

“Now?” I ask, my voice rising an octave.

“You’re crying, Eve.”

“What?” I ask, my hand shooting up to my cheeks and finding them wet. I’m mortified. “God, yes, I’m fine. Sorry.”

“Talk to me,” Carter urges, wrapping his arms around me. I let my head fall on his shoulder and I can’t believe how amazing it feels.

It’s…comforting. I sigh, relishing in the feel of his tenderness.

“My dad wants to control my life. He’s monitoring every test, every grade I receive in each of my classes.”

“Oh, that’s why I have to send in that report. I thought it had something to do with a scholarship or something.”

“No, just my overbearing father.”

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