Page 66 of The Professor
I finally shower and decide to go get my hair cut. I might as well do something productive until Drake is back. Leaving my dorm, I lock up and take the stairs instead of the elevator. Walking down I pass a few students who also decided to stay and exchange pleasantries. Two floors until I reach the bottom and I hear someone else coming up. Moving to the side to give them room, I almost stumble when I come face to face with Drake.
“Emma,” he says with a sexy grin.
“Hey,” I say, returning his smile.
“Where are you headed?”
I tell him about getting my hair cut and he reaches up sinking his fingers in it, pulling it slightly.
“Before you leave, I need you,” he says, pushing his hard cock against me.
Looking up the stairs, I glance back at him. “Come on,” I say, going to turn around.
Holding me in place, he pulls me close to him. “No, right here.”
I bite down on my lip because there were just so many people in this stairwell, it’s really daring. It’s dangerous and it’s turning me on.
“Right here, you need me that bad, Drake?” I seductively say.
“You clear my head, Emma. I see Braylin and I get all fucked up, but once I’m with you I’m me again. Give me that clarity,” he says.
Fuck. I could never deny him and I’m not about to now. Pushing up on my toes, I kiss him and he roughly pulls at my hair. He’s making my pussy wet already. He spins me around and pushes my front up against the small bit of concrete wall. It’s hard and cold, the exact opposite of his muscular hot body pressed against my back.
He doesn’t say anything, but I hear his jean unzip and the condom wrapper. My hands are braced on the rough wall, as he yanks my panties off from under my dress. Without warning, he slams into me and I’m fucking glad I was bracing myself because it’s hard. He doesn’t let up, he pounds my pussy, taking out whatever it is that he’s feeling.
“Don’t hold back,” I moan out.
Wrapping his arm around my throat, he pulls my head back to him, with his arm pressing tightly on it. It feels so unbelievable and I don’t even give a shit if someone sees at this point. My pussy is greedy and wants to feel it all.
“You’re mine, Emma. Don’t forget that,” he groans out.
“Fuck, I’m yours,” I say the best I can with his arm wrapped around me.
Using his other hand, he begins to rub my clit and I see stars. It’s hard and it’s rough, but it’s exactly what he needs, what we need. My hands are getting scrapped up on the wall as I use them to help me push back against him.
“Fuck, it feels so good having your tight pussy squeezing me,” he hisses.
Moving his hand off my throat, he grabs onto my ass, digging his fingers in before roughly smacking my ass. It’s all so aggressive and I can’t get enough. I can feel my pussy tighten on him and my body starting to shake.
“Come on me Emma. I want to feel it so I can come inside you.”
My eyes drift closed and I let my body take over. Letting his touch sear my skin, his cock slam into me, and his hot breath against my neck. He makes me feels things no one else ever has and I can’t stop the force of the orgasm that starts to tear through me.
“Fuck, Drake,” I moan out as being torn in half.
“Oh fuck yes, Emma. Give it all to me,” he groans.
He never slows down, he continues to slam into me dragging out my orgasm. After what seems like hours, but is surely only minutes, he shouts out my name. His body crashes against mine as his arms wrap around me.
After a few minutes, he spins me around and holds me close, kissing my hair. “I fucking love you, Emma.”
“I fucking love you too, Drake.”
* * *
The next fewweeks come and go ridiculously fast. Maybe it’s because I’m dreading the idea of the responses coming back about my internship. Maybe it’s because Drake and I have been having the best time. When we aren’t having sex, which is often, we’ve started to go out. We went to the county fair, out to dinner a few times, and horseback riding. I’m now convinced he needs a horse, but I just haven’t been able to convince him, just yet. I do bring it up every chance I get though.
Summer is definitely here and soon I’ll be graduating. I can’t believe my four years at Fox University are almost over. Nothing has gone how I expected it to go, it’s been even better. I’m graduating with honors, I’ll soon know where I’ll be doing my internship, and most importantly I fell in love. Although, if I’m honest, the thought of leaving Drake for an internship is starting to freak me out. I always wanted to get as far away from here as possible, now though, I’m hoping I get an internship close. It’s not that I’m not following my dream, it’s just changing a little.
