Chapter 103 Healing Her In My Way

Chapter 103 Healing Her In My Way
Will’s P.O.V.

I had been waiting for this day.

Seeing her walk back into the college this morning felt like watching the sun rise after weeks of darkness. After the nightmare we've lived through, seeing her try to reclaim her life felt like a small victory.

When I dropped her off, I tried to keep my voice normal, my smile easy, but inside I was holding my breath.

I wanted so badly to see my professor again. The confident woman who walks into a classroom and owns it.

But I also know the truth. Her loss is huge. Bigger than anything either of us has ever faced. Healing from something like that doesn’t happen overnight, no matter how much we want it to.

Still… seeing her step out of the car with her bag hanging on her shoulder gave me hope.

So I return to work today too. The first real meeting I’ve attended in weeks. The marketing team was talking about numbers, contracts, and investments, but my mind was somewhere else entirely.

With her.

Every few seconds, my eyes drifted to my phone kept on the table.

I wanted to text her.
Just one message.

Are you okay? Do you need me?

But I didn’t.

Because if I kept hovering over her, she would never feel normal again. I needed her to believe she could stand on her own feet.

So I sat there, pretending to listen, nodding at the right moments, while my chest stayed tight with quiet fear.

And then my worst fear walked straight through the door.

The conference room doors slammed open, and there she was, my Iva. Tears on her face, hair messy, and eyes full of panic.

For a second, the entire world stopped.

My heart shattered. A surge of pure guilt rushed through me, I should have never let her go alone. I should have known the ghosts would find her.

I cleared the room instantly. Seeing her collapse against me and sobbing, I knew there was only one way to pull her back from the pain. I had to drown her memories in sensation. I had to become the only thing she could feel, the only thing she could think about.

So like last night, I took her pain and turned it into pleasure, using my hands, my tongue, and my body to push the darkness out of her. I watched her eyes filled with lust, watched her body surrender to my commands, and for a moment, the grief was gone. I gagged her with my belt and fucked her on that table, wanting to remind her that she is mine and she is alive.

But I’m not done. Not even close. Because I want to give her so much pleasure, not just because I enjoy it, the reason is different today. Today, I want her to forget all her sufferings and remember only the pleasure I give her. And I know she wants that too.

So I turn her around once more and push her hair aside. My lips brush against her neck as I press a kiss there, feeling the shiver run through her body.

And then I reach for my tie and secure her hands behind her back with it. She doesn’t resist. She never does when she gives herself to me like this.

I pull my shirt off and toss it aside. My eyes run over her body for a second before I grab her thighs and spread her legs. Then I thrust my dick into her from behind without warning while we are both still standing.

God, I've missed fucking my Professor. Every time I've entered her since last night, I've felt so alive again. I’m healing, too.

“Will!” she moans the moment I start pounding into her.

“Yes… scream my name, Professor.” While pounding into her, I reach forward and start unbuttoning her white shirt. The buttons pop open one by one until I pull her black bra down and expose her breasts. From behind, I grab them both in my hands, squeezing them while I keep driving into her.

Every thrust knocks the breath out of her. Her body moves with mine, helpless under the force of it.

“Fuck… Iva, I’m going to come,” I groan near her ear.

The pressure snaps inside me and I release deep inside her, my eyes closing for a moment as the wave hits.

But I’m not finished with her yet.

I turn her around and press her back against the wall, my hand gripping her neck as I pin her there. Then I grab one of her legs and lift it in the air before pushing my fingers inside her again.

She gasps as I start moving them faster and faster. My other hand stays around her throat, holding her firmly against the wall while I finger fuck her relentlessly.

Her thighs begin to tremble.

The speed makes the skin on her legs vibrate, and suddenly she breaks again, squirting hard over my fingers and onto the floor.

I pull my fingers out slowly and move them toward her lips. “Open your mouth and taste yourself.”

She obeys immediately.

I push four fingers into her mouth, still wet with her release. My other hand grabs her hair as I slide my fingers deeper, pressing her lips into her cheeks while I stare at her intensely.

Then I slowly pull my fingers out.

“Oh God… Professor,” I breathe, shaking my head slightly. “I can never get enough of you.”

I lean forward and kiss her deeply.

After a moment, I untie her hands. The second she’s free, she grabs my hair and kisses me back hungrily.



We are now lying on the table together, half-naked and tangled in each other’s arms.

She rests against me while tracing circles on my bare chest with her finger. “You make me forget about my pain, Will.” 

I play gently with her hair and kiss the top of her head. “That’s what I want to do, love.”

She lifts her face and looks straight into my eyes. “I love you, Will.” Her eyes are filled with gratitude.

“I love you more, Professor,” I reply, brushing her hair away from her eyes as I stare into the same blue eyes that made me fall for her the first time I saw them.

After a moment she suddenly sits up, guilt crossing her face. “What about your meeting? I’m sorry I came in the middle of it.”

“Don’t apologise, Professor,” I tell her in a calm tone, sitting up behind her and wrapping my arms around her from the back. “And don’t worry about the meeting. I can have it later on.”

She leans back into me. “I didn’t think about anything… I just needed you.”

“You can have me anytime.” I caress her arms. “Wherever and whenever you want. Even if I’m busy, I’ll always choose you. You’re the most important to me.”

I hold her tighter and kiss her cheek softly.

She doesn’t say anything after that. She just melts into my arms. 

And as I hold her, I feel it.

Little by little… she’s healing.

One day, I’ll get my old professor back.