Page 27 of One Night With My Grumpy Professor Daddy

Chapter fourteen

Drake

After that night at her apartment, Ava and I don’t see each other till the day of the seminar.

I’m talking to George, one of the guys from my days at my practice. When Ava approaches, she is dressed in a simple black gown that shows off her curves and heels. Her hair moves with her every movement, giving me flashes of my fingers running through it.

“And who is this?” George asks, looking way more interested than I’m comfortable with. I have to put on my poker face to hide my irritation with this asshole.

“George, meet Ava, my supervisee. Ava, this is George, former coworker,” I grit out. He looks at her and smiles before stretching out his hand. “Hmmm…. So that means you’re almost done with law school. I Trust you started an internship?” I pick up on the fact that he hasn’t let her hand go. Ava just smiles, a blush spreading on her cheeks. “I was just going to start applying.”

“Well, you know how it is for these things. The earlier, the better,” he chimes. He’s completely eye fucking her right in front of me, and for a moment, I can’t help but wonder if the rumors about him sleeping with junior associates for promotions are legit. But then, who am I to pass judgment? I mean, I’m not supposed to be with Ava, but here I am, fuming because some other guy is keeping a grip on her hand for way too long.

“Thanks, George. And it’s nice to meet you.”

I clear my throat, and Ava looks at their hands and finally withdraws. George seems oblivious and reaches into his blazer pocket. “Here’s my card, in case you’re ready for that internship.”

“I’ll be sure to give you that call.” She smiles again. He winks at her, and I’ve finally had enough of this shit.

“Alright,” I say, and they both turn to me. “The program is starting.”

The first half goes great. While we’re on break, I catch sight of Ava speaking with George again. Seeing them together makes my blood boil, so I take a walk instead of socializing. A few feet away from the hall, I hear footsteps following me.

“Um. Where are you going?” I look back to the familiar voice, turn away and keep walking. “Don’t you have a program to oversee?”

“Don’t you have guests to host? Drake, will you just stop for a second?” I do as she says and turn to her. “You shouldn’t be away from the hall. You’ll be missed.”

“There’s a whole team to oversee if anything goes wrong. Wait... what is this about?” She takes a step closer. “Drake?” Someone walks past us, and she takes a step back, maintaining a respectable distance. “Come on, someone might see us, let’s go somewhere private.” I take her hand, pull her into an empty classroom, and slam the door shut.

No more waiting.

I pull her in and lock lips, tasting her upper lip, her lower lip—then the corners of her mouth again and again until she moans.

“Be quiet.” Trailing my lips down the curve of her cheek I run the tip of my tongue over her ear. Hungry for her, I suck her earlobe into my mouth. Another moan escapes her.

Ava…“I said be quiet.”

In a heartbeat, the kiss turns rough. I fist my hand in her hair, force her head back, and kiss the exposed skin of her throat, nipping the sensitive spot just beneath her ear. Trailing little bites down the satin skin of her throat, I slide my hand along her soft thigh and under her skirt. She’s wet and not wearing any panties, which makes me rock hard.

“So, you’ve been walking around like this all night?” A wave of possessiveness hits me in the chest.

She nods a little, and I thrust a finger into her, excited to find she’s wet. My eyes widen, and her mouth opens, a silent gasp as I thrust in and out of her pussy, Increasing the pace as my fingers thrust in and out of her wetness, while watching her face twist in ecstasy.

“Why did you come here with no panties? Were you hoping I’d notice? That I’d touch you like this?”

“Hmm, yeah…. Oh fuck!”

She reaches for me, but I move out of her reach. “Don’t touch me, I command, just hold still, just like that…that’s it, that’s a good girl.”

Another finger goes to her clit, rubbing in perfect circles while my finger curled in just the right angle thrusting inside her, by the way she moans, I know she loves this –the thrill of getting caught, the rush of danger. Being commanded to take it like the good girl she is.

She makes me so hard.

“Oh god,” she moans once I find it a start sucking and nibbling her lips, tilting her head to take my tongue even deeper, consuming her.

“More?” I whisper in a ragged breath, with a small smile playing on my lips.

“Drake,” is the only breathless reply she gives me before I undo my zipper and plunge into her. I lift my hands under her ass, her back against the wall, while I plunge into her. Swallowing her soft moans with every stroke, I feel her tightening around me. Her hold around my neck gets tighter, and that’s how I know she’s at the edge. I slam her down my cock as I sink deep into her.

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