Page 72 of The Truth Between

I quickly packed my things, grabbed my coat and tossed my bookbag over my shoulder. By the looks of the people that were still standing around Soren, he would be there for a little while, so I had some time to throw my little plan into action.

I glanced around and noticed the empty halls as I slipped away, unnoticed by the students and faculty to head toward where most of the professors had their offices in the economics building. It didn’t take me long to find the office labeled "Professor Soren Grant” and slip inside.

I let out a deep breath before I tossed my coat and bookbag down in one of the chairs reserved for guests. Thinking better of that this would be an extra touch, I found myself toeing off my shoes and pulling my sweater off my body. After removing my jeans, I found myself in the dark purple bra and panty set that I’d put on just before I headed over to the lecture.

I quickly walked over to find his chair behind his desk. There I found his bag, confirming what I'd thought all along. He was definitely going to have to come back here and get his things.

I sat down and adjusted my positioning and waited for him to return. A few minutes later, I jumped when my phone vibrated and I couldn't help but wonder if that was him sending me a text message because he wanted to know where I was or what I was up to.

I grinned and folded my arms over my chest. My mind drifted back to the time he and I had fucked in Professor Hamby's office. This was going to be fun.

When I heard something touch the doorknob, my heart lodged into my throat. Even though chances were that it was Soren entering the room, thoughts about how this could all go very wrong due to someone else entering his office did flash through my mind. I was taking a huge risk by doing this, but the reward could be even bigger.

I heard the knob turn and the office door open. Soren entered, his eyes widening in surprise at the sight of me. His gaze traveled up and down my body before he regained his composure and closed the door behind him. He stepped closer to me and asked, “What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to congratulate you on the amazing lecture you put together and surprise you,” I replied with a smirk. “Did it work?”

His lips curled into a smile as he took another step toward me. "That it did, petal. That it did."

Soren placed the papers in his hand down on the desk and held his hand out, pulling me up from the chair. His hands slowly moved down my body until they were around my waist just before he pulled me toward him.

The air in the room quickly shifted when he entered. Gone were the nerves that seemed to float around me and what had settled into the air was anticipation. As he looked at me, the intensity in his eyes only grew leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable.

That is until he slowly unbuttoned his jacket, revealing his crisp white shirt undone at the collar. I could see the outline of muscles in his chest flexing beneath it as he moved to take it off. He leaned forward and I could feel his breath tickling my earlobe.

“You're so brave,” he murmured, causing goose bumps to rise on my neck. I knew he wasn’t just talking about what I’d done tonight. “Thank you for my present.”

Soren finished unbuttoning his shirt and took both the suit jacket and the shirt off at the same time. He moved his hand and allowed it to trace my jawline gently before running it through my hair, guiding my head back as he leaned into me. Our lips met in a fiery kiss that left me wanting more.

As our kiss deepened, I could feel the ache that had started in the lecture increasing tenfold because of my desire to have him in any way I could. His tongue began to explore my mouth, tasting and teasing me. He made sure that his hands focused on every inch of my body, caressing me in ways that made me melt into him. His touch sent waves of pleasure through my body, making everything else around us seem insignificant. All I wanted was to stay in this moment with him forever because it felt like nothing could ever compare to it.

My nails dug into his shoulders as he pulled away from my lips, leaving a trail of kisses down my neck and collarbone. I couldn’t help but shiver because of his touch. My body involuntarily arched into him, craving more of his touch.

With a groan, I felt his hand slide up my thigh, brushing against my lace panties. I grasped his shoulders even more, not only steadying myself, but choosing to hold onto him as if he were my lifeline.

One of Soren's hands trailed up my back, while the other found my butt, choosing to cup my ass and pull me even closer to him. I whimpered softly as his fingers traced the elastic band of my panties, once again teasing me with what was to come.

“I need this so fucking bad.” The words rushed from my lips and I wasn't completely sure that I'd said them until Soren's gaze darkened even more.

“I know you do,” he replied just before the hand that had been on my back shifted gear and ended up between my thighs. I gasped as his rough fingers found my pussy, choosing not to tease me anymore. He smirked and leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. “Don't fight it because I know exactly what you want.”

I gave him a low moan in response as my body rocked against him. His fingers shifted the panties out of his way and he hissed when he was able to slip a finger into my pussy. "You're so fucking wet for me, petal."

“Soren…” My voice was a hoarse whisper and I didn't even recognize it.

He fucked me with his fingers, testing my readiness for him. It took everything in me not to yell out. Instead, I bit my lip so hard that I swore I could taste blood.

Soren turned me around and made me lean over his desk, his roughness mirroring the hunger in his eyes. “This isn't going to be romantic,” he said. “We'll have more time for that when we get back to my place. What I’m going to need for you to do is to be quiet. Do you think that you can do that?”

I nodded my head, but I wasn't sure I could keep that promise. Apparently, Soren had the same thought. Next thing I knew, he was shoving my panties down my legs.

“Turn your head toward me and open your mouth,” he said. Once I had followed his directions, he stuffed my panties into my mouth just before I felt his hands grasp my hips.

Before I could take another breath, he slammed into me, claiming me in every way, shape, or form. Once the shock wore off, he began to move and I welcomed every single bit of this. While in some ways it still felt oh so wrong, this was one of the best things that ever happened to me.

We began to move together, choosing the perfect rhythm for us. Every groan, every moan, every gasp filled the quiet room and while the noises were mostly muted, I knew that if someone walked by, they would know exactly what we were doing.

Soren's hips pumped harder, faster, driving me closer to the edge. My whole world was currently nothing more than his touch, his taste, his scent. My body began to tremble as I got closer to my release.

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