Page 15 of Tutor Daddy
"All Brian knows how to do is complain. Forget all of the publicity and press we get from publishing in the journals. Get the students, get the money, get them out."
"Yeah," I agree as I move furniture around to make room for Addison and me to work around my dining table. "His complaint with me is the mentorship?—"
Emily cuts me off. "These brats can't be mentored. They use AI for everything, and when they have a little digital yes man in their pocket, our expertise becomes obsolete. So which of the brats are you taking on? Shaw or Henry?"
"Shaw," I grumble, feigning disappointment. "Henry and I have a shitty history, so I'm steering clear of him and his family until he matriculates. Besides, Brian was adamant that I tutor her or look for another job."
She chuckles. "Miss Shaw is a promising student. She's just easily distracted and can't seem to get over this hump in her course load."
Fortunately, I'm able to keep my juvenile thoughts about humping Addison to myself. Instead, I assure Emily, "I haven't seen you pull out the Tasks of Torture in a few years. Nothing's challenged me in a while, either. I think this is the perfect time for me to tutor Miss Shaw while guiding her through your assignment."
"I'd hoped you would say that," she says calmly. "I plan on retiring, and I want you to think about taking on more duties around the department until my replacement comes in."
"You sound just like Brian trying to get me to mentor students and raise your matriculation rate."
"Just consider it, Aidan. Thank you for running the study groups as well. I know most of the students appreciate them, even if they're too occupied by their phones to acknowledge it."
I thank her and end the call just in time for a soft knock to come from the front door. When I swing it open, Addison is standing there with two boxes of pizza and a bag of snacks.
Addison's gorgeous face beams. Those soft brown eyes lure me in close enough to forget she's here for tutoring. My hand snakes around her waist as I take the items out of her hand to lean down. Our lips connect. I suck on the bottom one just enough to reel a moan of pleasure from her throat and pull away.
She lets out a breath. "I figured we could save time if I ate here."
I nod and move to let her inside. She takes a look at the set up and immediately sets her bags down while I bring the food into the kitchen. There are cans of energy drinks, chips, and other sorts of junk food that remind me how young Addison is.
However, I turn around to see her shedding the sweatshirt and sweatpants she wore over here. Short flowy cotton shorts and a skin tight tank top also remind me how young she is. She fumbles around with her hair, twirling her curls into a ponytail that's the perfect size for me to grip while fucking her from behind. The looseness of those shorts would let me slip right inside of her without taking them off. I can caress her tight little ass as it bounces back and forth against me.
"You aren't going to make this easy for me, are you?" I ask her.
Addison tosses a flirty smile at me while she spreads her pages of notes and textbooks onto the table. "How about I don't make this easy if you don't get hard?"
"I don't like where this is going," I laugh. "We need to get started on your assignment from Professor Tamson. The Tasks of Torture are nothing to sneeze at. We're going to be up for a few hours, depending on how far you've gotten."
"I like my idea better. I think it's only right I torture you since you refused to discuss my weekend findings."
I plop on the sofa, folding my arms across my chest. "Fine. Tell us how to tackle everything tonight."
"I will study. You will tutor, and then you can quiz me on what we've gone over. If I answer correctly, I can touch you anywhere I want, and you're not allowed to get hard."
"What happens if I get hard?"
Addison smiles devilishly. "Then I get easy, and you have to take my virginity wherever we are."
"You are not in control of this cock, little girl," I warn her. "This is not the Pandora's box you want to force open. I told you that there are things we should talk about before we even consider having sex."
"Well, let's talk now. You know how long it takes to complete one of these assignments from Professor Tamson. We both know I won't be leaving here for a few hours. We have the time. Let's get it out the way so it's not a distraction while we work."
"Okay, fine. Let's talk about sex."
