Chapter 10 Undress, Professor
Will’s P.O.V.
As I pin her against the wall, she breathes out, startled, her eyes wide as they meet mine. "Will?"
That expression on her face… It’s not just filled with shock. It’s something else. Relief. Maybe even happiness.
"What are you doing here, Professor?" I ask in a low and steady voice, despite my body burning. “This isn’t your type of place."
"You don’t know my type, Will," she responds as always with full confidence.
I like it.
Hell! I’m liking everything about her. The way she moves, talks, looks, takes my name, and even the way she breathes. I don’t know what kind of spell she’s doing on me.
And after a week, hearing my name from her mouth and feeling her presence, it’s…
I don’t have words to describe. My name sounds so good on her tongue.
"I want to know.” As I move closer, our bodies nearly touch. Her breath becomes heavy as I reach up and brush my thumb across her lips slowly.
Her voice shakes as she takes my name again, "Will…"
"Don’t stop me tonight," I say, eyes locked on hers. "Because here, you’re not my professor, and I’m not your student. Here, we’re just Iva and Will. Two individuals who came here to fulfil their fantasies.”
"But I know you're my student. It’s wrong..."
I shush her, placing my fingers on her lips. “Stop pushing me away, Professor." I look at her with pleading eyes. "Tell me you don’t feel the same. Look me in the eyes and lie to me."
She doesn't speak. Instead, she asks, "Why haven’t you been coming to college?"
I can hear in her voice that she missed me as much as I missed her. And knowing this makes me feel so much better.
I give her an honest answer, “Because if I saw you… I wouldn’t have been able to stay away. And I don’t want to hurt you, Iva. But not seeing you? That hurt too.”
Her eyes soften, listening to my words, but she stays silent.
"Did my absence affect you?" I ask her.
I’m certain that it affected her, but I want to hear it from her.
She bites her lower lip in nervousness, and that small action drives me to the edge. I can feel my pulse quicken, my mind racing with thoughts of eating her lips. I can’t wait any longer to taste her luscious lips.
"I know there's a part of you that wants to forget what’s right and wrong. Just for once, forget everything and give in to your desire. Please, Iva.”
Hearing her name on my lips seems to break something inside her.
Her gaze darkens, and before I can say anything else, her fingers twist into my hair and her lips crash onto mine.
Damn.
Fire.
That’s the only word comes to my mind.
Fuck. Finally, she’s ready to accept her desire, forgetting everything else. I grab her butt, pull her closer, and deepen the kiss.
Damn, after one month of waiting, I finally get to taste my professor’s lips. It’s sweeter than my imagination. I can devour them for my entire life.
I feel so damn lucky. Every guy in class wants her, but she wants me. And that thought satisfies something deep inside me.
I squeeze her round buttocks and press my body against hers, feeling every curve, every inch of her softness. Every part of me burns for her.
We’re devouring each other’s lips like we’ve been starving for ages. In this moment, it’s just the two of us. No rules, no consequences, and no lines to cross.
She’s pulling me closer, grabbing my collar and kissing me hungrily. All that control she hides behind in class? Gone.
Grabbing her waist, I pin her against the wall as my lips trail down her neck. Then I bite her lower lip before sucking her lips again, harder this time.
“Give me your tongue,” I order against her lips.
As she takes her tongue out, I suck it, squeezing her boobs over her dress, causing her to moan. Damn! I was dying to feel it. They’re so soft.
I eat her lips like a crazy man, massaging her soft assets and grinding myself against her. She is responding to me with equal wildness, clutching my hair.
When we finally break apart, we pant.
She confesses breathlessly, “Will, from the day I saw you in my class, I wanted you to kiss me like this.”
"I knew it.” I grin, brushing her cheek with my thumb. “And I’m going to give you more than just a kiss tonight.”
I study her expression. She’s nervous. Curious. Turned on. But not afraid.
“Tell me something,” I ask, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Have you ever tried BDSM?”
I curiously wait for her response.
Her cheeks turn red, and she shakes her head. “No. But I’ve read about it. A lot. I always knew I wanted it, but never felt safe enough to try it with anyone.”
“And now, do you want to try it with me?” I smirk at her, raising my brows.
“Yes. Will, I want it badly. Control me. Fuck me. Ruin me.” My eyes slightly widen with her bold words. I wasn’t expecting this response from her.
Am I dreaming? I really can’t believe it. Just a week ago, she was begging me to keep my distance from her, and now…
“I didn’t know that you’re hiding someone bold behind your polished professor look.” My smile widens as I lean in closer.
“Don’t you like this side of me?”
“Of course I do. I love it. And I feel so damn lucky… because I’m the only one who gets to see this version of you.” I grab her chin and tilt it upward. “The version that’s craving to be dominated.”
She doesn’t deny it. Her eyes say everything. That deep, hungry look. The same look I had imagined every night this week while thinking about her.
Suddenly, I grasp her hair and pull her head back. Her mouth parts slightly, her body arching toward mine.
“You know what I’m going to do to you tonight?” My lips are only an inch away from hers, almost brushing against them.
She shakes her head, breathing heavily.
“First.” I slide my thumb across her lips. “I’m going to punish this mouth for disrespecting me.” I push my thumb between her lips and she wraps them around it, sucking gently. My cock twitches hard in response.
I can’t even imagine how her lips would feel around my dick. Fuck! I can’t wait.
“Then, I’ll punish you for running away from me... for making me lose sleep thinking about you... for making me skip college just to avoid hurting you.”
Her eyes darken, and I can hear her heartbeat accelerating. I’m certain she’ll be dripping wet right now with my proximity and my words.
“After that,” I continue in husky tone, “I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll forget your own name. And the only name you’ll remember is mine.”
She pants, eyes burning with lust.
I smirk. “And I forgot to tell you… You look so fucking hot in this black dress. But now I want to see what you’re hiding underneath it.”
I step back, watching her chest rise and fall. She stands there, trembling, wanting this. Wanting me.
I lower my voice with authority, fixing my eyes on her. “Undress, Professor.”
Fuck! Fuck! I was literally dying to control her. To order her like this. I feel so satisfied tonight.
Her eyes widen at the command, but there’s no fear. Just the tiniest smile forming at the corner of her lips.
She reaches for the strap of her dress and slowly drags it down one shoulder.
Fuck. This night has just begun.
And I’m going to make sure she remembers it forever.