Page 55 of Forbidden Professor

“Carter…”

“Please let me finish,” he says, running a hand through his soft hair. “I know we have obstacles. And I’ve been weighing our options. And the thing I keep coming back to is that I don’t want to live my life constantly wondering ‘what if’. What if we tried? What if we could be something spectacular? I know that won’t go away. So, I came to the conclusion that my job isn’t more important to me than trying to have something with you, Eve. My mother, Aiden, your father, their opinions aren’t more important to me than trying to have something with you.”

“Oh, Carter,” I whisper, my eyes filling with tears, my heart swelling with emotion.

“I wanted to come here first and tell you this. I wanted to make sure you feel the same way. If you say that you do, I’ll go blow my life up on Monday morning by telling my boss about our relationship. And then I’ll tell Aiden.”

“Oh!” My hand flies to my heart.

Carter takes my hand and looks deep into my eyes.

“So, Eve? Do you? Do you feel the same way?” He looks at me with such intense vulnerability, it almost breaks my heart. “Do you want to try with me?”

“Oh, Carter, yes! Yes, of course!”

His smile stretches across his face and his eyes light up with joy that mirrors what’s happening in my heart.

He bends his head, kissing me passionately. He pushes me back on the couch and hovers over me, his mouth pressed hotly against mine as his tongue dives between my lips. All the love and desire and yearning that has been building up inside of both of us finally breaks free, flowing between us like a river that can’t be restrained.

“Eve, I want you so badly,” he says, breaking away and staring down at me.

“Carter, I’ve been waiting all this time. Waiting for you. I need you,” I hiss.

His eyes dilate with pleasure and he inhales sharply. I tug on his shirt.

“Now, Carter. Please?”

He nods, silently, kisses me gently again and then raises himself to his feet and reaches a hand out to help me up.

“Let’s go to your room.”

Hand in hand, we walk down the hallway and close the bedroom door behind us.

Standing at the edge of the bed, Carter reaches for my blouse and pulls it over my head, smiling when he sees the black lace bra I’m wearing. He fingers the strap, pulling it off my shoulder. I reach behind my back and hold his gaze as I unhook my bra, letting it fall to the floor.

“Oh, Eve,” he whispers, his voice thick with lust. I wiggle out of the shorts I’m wearing, letting them fall to the floor, too. Standing in front of him in just my panties, he takes a moment to let his eyes rake up and down my body, my skin shivering in response.

He rips off his shirt, exposing his smooth, dark skin stretching tight over his rippling muscles. My eyes widen as he reaches down and unfastens his jeans, pushing them over his hips and letting his boxers fall to the floor. As he steps out of his clothes, my eyes are glued to his bobbing cock between his legs.

He’s beautiful. His cock is hard and throbbing and magnificent.

But it’s sobig. How is that supposed to fit inside me?

A wave of fear washes over me as I contemplate whether I’ve chosen the right partner or not. But as Carter pulls me into his arms and kisses me tenderly, I know he’ll be gentle with me. I kiss him back, wrapping my arms around him as we fall onto the bed together, tangled up and deliciously naked.

He hovers over me again, kissing me deeply before trailing feathery kisses down my cheek to my collarbone. I gasp at the feeling of his lips searing my skin, so gently, so softly. His hands roll over my skin like silk, smooth and easy, coaxing my body alive.

He leans down, cupping one breast and pulling the nipple to his mouth. I immediately groan at the sensation of his hot, wet mouth on my flesh. He rolls it around with his tongue, then bites it very carefully, almost like he’s testing me.

“Ahh!” I gasp. “God, that feels so good.”

He smirks, looking up at me. “Everything I do to your body should feel that good.”

Then he elbows me aside, lying down. I look at him a little quizzically, but in the next second he lifts me onto his body, so that I’m straddling him. He angles me so that he’s planted face first between my breasts, and my bare ass is in the air. I’m a little shocked at how easily he picked me up, but he clearly has other things on his mind.

He licks the skin between my breasts with his tongue, then pulls one nipple into his mouth. I moan as he bites it and sucks it, alternating pain and pleasure for me. His hands wander down to my hips. He runs his hands over my ass, groaning as he shapes my body.

He releases my breast with a wet pop, looking up at me. “Fuck. Do you know how turned on I am?”

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