Page 17 of Forbidden Valentine

“Hmm. Kinda like another brat I know,” he says with a grin as he pulls me into his lap.

“I have far too much clothing on for you to be calling me a brat,” I tell him.

“Why don’t you fix that for me then,” he says, challenging me.

“Why don’t you make me, Professor Vega,” I say with a flirty smile.

“Love, toys are my friends. If I have to make you, you will be unconscious by the time I am done with you,” he warns.

“Prove it,” I say, kissing him.

Gunner stands and grips onto my ass as he carries me through the house to drop me on our bed. He immediately starts yanking my clothes off as I giggle and play fight with him. Once we are naked, he flips me to my belly and disappears into his closet. When he returns, he pushes something into me that sits firmly against my clit and G-spot. He wraps his belt around my thighs to keep the object firmly inside of me before moving me so that I am bent over the bed. My feet are not touching the ground, but I know exactly what he is about to do when I hear the bottle of lube.

“You are way too fucking big to be in my ass,” I say.

“Trust me?” he asks.

“I do…”

“Then just relax. I will not hurt you,” he promises. I nod and relax into the mattress. When the toy inside of me comes alive, it viciously sucks my clit and vibrates against my G-spot. I moan loudly and grip onto the blanket as he holds onto my hips.

“Oh, God! Gunner,” I yell out. Just when I think he might be easy on me, he suddenly slams the full length of his massive cock into my ass just as an orgasm breaks free. His speed is immediately relentless and all I can do is scream into the blanket as myprofessor pounds me into our bed. This is what fucking fantasies are made of.

I am learning so much right now about myself. One, I love his cock. Two, I love pain. Him slamming into my ass like that isn’t exactly comfortable. It hurts but it fuels something inside of me. The pressure is intense, but pleasure is still explosive.

Gunner continues to violently pound into my ass and just as my orgasm breaks again and we both start to come; a flood of warmth rushes out of me alongside a deep groan from both of us. He strokes a few more times to drain himself deep inside my ass before pulling out.

“Jesus, you are incredible,” I pant. As he takes the toy out of me and stands me up. I turn to see that he is grinning.

“We’ve made a mess, it seems,” he remarks proudly.

“You are like a sexy forbidden valentine,” I say before kissing him.

I do not know what the future holds for us, but I do know that we will travel this path together. I have never been so certain of a decision in my life. Everything I have ever done has been controlled and manipulated by everyone else, but this is my choice. I am giving myself in my entirety to Gunner Vega and together, we will throw ourselves headfirst into this relationship, giving it our all from the very beginning. Until I graduate college, he can be my forbidden Valentine.

Epilogue

Four Months Later

“You ready?” Gunner asksme as he checks his tie in the mirror.

“Almost,” I say. When he turns, I push him back to sit on the bed before kneeling in front of him.

“Love, we have to go soon,” he laughs.

“Better come fast then, Professor Vega. You would not want me to be late for the last day of class with you?” I ask as I pull his cock free.

“Sucking my dick does not mean I will pass you. You still actually have to know the parts of the dick,” he laughs.

“I am appalled at the accusation, Gunner. I am just trying to get some last-minute studying in,” I grin. Before he can say anything, I take him down my throat and suck hard, making him groan deeply. He gathers my hair in his hand as he guides me down on his dick. He does not force me, but I want him to. I go slower and slower until he finally grunts his disapproval and stands and grips onto my head.

“Little brat,” he grumbles before he starts to fuck my throat hard and deep. I sit back on my heels and let him take me just how he likes. This is a happy day because after class, we will officially no longer be professor and student. He has opted to start his own practice for sex counseling, and I will be working for him. I am so excited to start our lives together, and this is just one of the many ways I like to thank him for helping me that night.

No one has seen or heard from Charlie Jensen, Charles Jensen, or Blaise Lawrence since the weekend of Valentine’s Day. No one seems to miss them either. They were horrific people who did terrible things. They got what they deserved, and everyone knows it. The theory on campus is that Charlie and his father skipped town when there was proof that he could not hide when he tried to drug me. No one seems to give a shit about Blaise.

I have my hands on his hips, gently stroking his skin as he violently thrust down my throat. He says that it is a mind fuck when I do things like that, but I think it is adorable the way he melts for me. When he starts to come, I greedily drink him down and do not stop sucking until he forces me off of him.

“Christ, woman. I am going to be thinking about that fucking mouth all damn day today,” he says as he pulls me up.

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