Page 5 of Baby for the Professor
“I…err,” I couldn’t finish my sentence. But my blush must have given my dirty thoughts away because he groaned faintly.
“Are you sure you want to do it?” he whispered. “I don’t want you to regret it.”
His breath tickled my skin and my lady bits clenched in response. “Yes. I won’t regret it. I’m not drunk. I know what I’m doing,” I said, surprised by my decisiveness.
He stamped a kiss on my cheek and then led me into his bedroom.
His room was packed with books: on the floor, the desk, not to mention the bookcase.
"Most of them belong to the library," he explained. "I'll have to return them next week." He quickly pushed the ones on the floor aside to make room for us.
Standing by the bed, he pulled me to him and kissed me again. His firm lips sucked on mine urgently as his hands stroked my back. As I pushed my pelvis toward him, I felt his thick and hard manhood against my belly. I could also feel his powerful heartbeat against my chest. I was dripping within seconds. Gosh, what was wrong with me? I had never been so horny in my life. Truth be told, Kevin and I had to use lube most of the time. It had to be the alcohol, however little I had consumed. And, of course, this man's incredibly addictive kiss and his gentle hands.
Jackson nibbled my earlobe as his hands slid over my chest, grazing my hard points to make me shiver. Oh God. This must have been what they meant by foreplay. Kevin had never done it. He followed a Grab-Kiss-Fuck formula in all those years we were together and never bothered to change.
Jackson’s hands were molding my ass when I decided I couldn't wait any longer. I was going to explode. So I pushed him away, unzipped my dress, pushed down my straps one by one, and let my dress fall onto my hips.
His eyes turned stormy the moment he saw me in my bra. "Christ. You're an angel."
I chuckled. "Are you going to stare at me all night?"
"Fuck no," he muttered and held me, squeezing me against his firm abs for a moment before carrying me to his bed.
I bit my lip and rubbed my feet on the bed sheet like a restless, horny female mammal in heat as I watched Jackson yank off his t-shirt first and then shimmy out of his jeans. Gosh. I knew he would be gorgeous but didn't expect this supermodel of a body.
Jackson stood in front of me like a chiseled statue: sculpted shoulders and a rock-hard six-pack. His muscles were hard but smooth. The rest of him was out of a Michelangelo painting of a perfect man.
“How on earth did you have time for the gym while working on a Ph.D.?” I asked as I gawked at him, taking his sight greedily.
He shrugged. “It wasn’t hard. Exercises make study more efficient because oxygens are good for your brain.”
I thanked him for the tip that I could certainly use in the future. “You must’ve been the hottest TA your students had,” I said, my voice croaked with lust. “Why are you still single?”
He chuckled. “I didn’t have the time and didn’t want the stress from a relationship.”
I raised my eyebrows. Wise man. “When was the last time you had sex?”
“Oh, let me see.” He frowned slightly as he thought. “Shit. It’s been a year.”
My center ached at the fact that this gorgeous man had more or less saved himself for me, intentionally or not, and I squeezed my thighs together while cupping my breast.
"Fuck," he cursed and climbed onto the bed. Kneeling next to me, he draped my legs over his shoulders, spreading me wide.
I squealed with a thrill. This was such a wild position, and I could see every detail of what he was doing to me. I watched as he buried his face between my legs to eat me out. The moment his tongue touched my folds, I trembled all over.
He licked my juncture with slow and deliberate strokes while gazing deep into my eyes to see my reaction. “You like it?” He paused to ask.
I nodded. “Yes, more, please.”
He growled and did it again, massaging every inch of my girly bits with his velvety lips, flicking my nub with the tip of his tongue, and lapping up my juices.
He then nudged the tip of his tongue at my pussy entrance, groaning as he savored my taste.
Oh my God. I had never felt this way. Kevin had done this once, but I knew he didn't enjoy it and didn't swallow any of my body fluid. But this man, holy moly. He looked like a grizzly bear feasting on honey.
The hunger in his eyes as he gazed at me turned me on even more. I pushed my hips into his face, wanting to offer myself entirely to him.Yes, consume me. I'm yours.
He grinned and flicked his tongue faster and faster. I trembled as the orgasm roared in my belly. My heels dug into his back as I squirmed. He reached for my breast and squeezed it while gripping my hip to hold me in place.
