Her Dirty Professor Series (21+)

“Good night,” I say, trying to shrug off the fact that he knows I was trying to avoid him.

“Yes,” he says, “I am having a very good night.” He throws the blanket back, and I think I gasp. I’m not sure. I am sure I must be dreaming.

Trevor is completely naked, his cock standing at attention as he slowly jerks himself off. His eyes never leave my face, and mine never leave his cock. I’ve never seen a cock that big in real life. Only in the rare times I’d watched porn-few and far between. He’s thick and long, his fingers barely able to wrap around himself. He lets out a groan as he completes another slow stroke. “I can’t help it,” he says. “I’m hard every time I look at you. I had to do something about it.”

“But…why?” I don’t understand. He’s young and…stunning. With a body and a cock like that he could have any woman in the world. I’ve stepped closer without realizing it, and now I’m looking down at him, watching him touch his cock while he looks at me.

“Because, Stella.” He puts an emphasis on my name, because he can call me by my first name. Because he wants to remind me that he’s a man. With that cock right in front of me-well within reach of my hands-I have no problem remembering that he is a man. “You are. So. Damn. Hot.” He punctuates every word with a jerk on his cock, and I realize that I want him to come. I want him to come thinking about me. He closes his eyes for a moment. “And I have wanted to fuck you since the first time you made me an after-school snack.”

Heat floods my body as I flush, both embarrassed and turned on. He opens his eyes again and suddenly he reaches out and grabs my arm, and pulls me onto him. I’m flush against him now, our faces together and his cock hot and hard against my stomach. My body comes to life and I’m already soaking wet again at just this possibility. This close to him, I don’t know how I can resist, especially since I don’t want to. Every excuse and every obstacle disappears as he kisses me roughly, gripping the back of my neck and holding me still so he can go deeper.

He releases me, and his gaze pins me in place. “I want your mouth on me, and I think you do too.” God, yes. I do. I want to be the reason he comes. I want to taste him. So I do.

Starting with his chest, I put my mouth on him. I love the feeling of his skin on my lips, warm and soft over the tautness of his muscles. I like feeling him tense and shudder as I lick my way across his stomach, tracing the lines of his abs. Then I’m poised above his cock, and I just have to stop and look. To touch. I run my fingers along his considerable length and watch him twitch under my fingers. The skin is so smooth and soft, and it reminds me just how long it’s been since I’ve been this close to a man. I touch him again, teasing, and he makes a sound closer to a growl than anything else.

He glistens at the tip and I flick my tongue across the broad head of him, tasting. It’s a little salty, with a deeper taste that doesn’t have a name, but isn’t unpleasant. Opening my mouth, I suck him in slowly, starting at the tip and working my way down. I flick my eyes up to him, and find Trevor watching me with a sort of reverent awe. I pull back, swirling my tongue around his head and watch his eyes fall closed in pleasure.

I laugh around him. It may have been a while since I’ve done this, but I do know some tricks. I bob my head faster, sucking hard every time I draw my head back. Gradually, I increase my speed to a frenzy, and as I feel him tense, I slow suddenly, taking him as deep as I can and stopping completely. Trevor groans, in pleasure or frustration or both. If my mouth weren’t stuffed full of his cock, I would be smiling.

I don’t move, holding my place on his cock and instead swallowing and creating and releasing suction until his hips are thrusting off the couch. I release him completely, leaning down to take his balls into my mouth. I roll them around in my mouth, making sure to touch every bit of their skin with my tongue. I’m licking my way from the base of his shaft to the tip, slipping him back inside my mouth when I hear the creak on the stairs.

My entire body goes cold. Brad is coming down the stairs. Trevor realizes it at the same time I do, and in seconds, he sweeps the blanket over me. I try to make myself smaller, but that doesn’t solve the larger problem that my head is between Trevor’s legs, and my mouth is still on his cock. His hand snakes under the blanket, fingers tangling in my hair at the same time he thrusts his cock deeper into my mouth.

A wave of fear rolls through me as I realize he intends to fuck my mouth while Brad is in the room. I’m such an idiot. The very least I could have done was make Trevor come with me into my room, lock the door, possibly bolt it. I let this happen. Adrenaline fires through my veins-we’ll almost certainly be caught, and I have no idea how I can possibly explain this.

“Hey man,” I hear Brad say, and Trevor thrusts his hips, his cock hitting the back of my mouth.

“Hey.”

“Do you know if my mom is asleep yet? I wanted to ask her something.”

Another thrust and another, small increments back and forth. “I haven’t seen her since I came down. Sorry.” Trevor’s voice is surprisingly even.

“Her light is off. Must be asleep.”

“Yeah, probably.” He pushes my head down onto him further until I can’t take more.

“Thanks,” I hear Brad say

. “See you tomorrow.”

“‘Night,” Trevor says, and I hear just a hint of the strain in his voice now.

I listen to the sound of Brad retreating up the stairs, of his door shutting once more. Trevor rips the blanket off me, and I come up for air, gasping. His other hand finds its way into my hair and guides my mouth back onto him, and I seal my mouth over him and suck, knowing I’m no longer in control. I keep my eyes on him, and Trevor watches me, eyes burning as he fucks my mouth. I’m taking more of him than I thought I could, his cock plunging into my mouth deeper and faster. With a groan, Trevor presses into me, his orgasm flooding my tongue. I swallow him down as he comes, longer than I thought possible.

His hands don’t soften, don’t release me, instead guiding me back up to him. That smirk is back, and it doesn’t fade as he pulls me against him and kisses me. I can’t believe that I let this happen. I can’t believe my son almost caught me sucking off his best friend. I could have been caught by my brother or his wife or the twins. I can’t believe how much his body makes me feel, how it makes me lose my head.

“Close call,” he whispers.

“Too close,” I say.

“Worth it.”

“Trevor…” I say, “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

He laughs softly, “I think it’s a little late for that.”

I push off him, standing, taking a few steps towards my room. “You make me feel things I haven’t felt-It doesn’t matter. This has to stop. It’s already gone too far.”

In a flash he’s next to me again, his utter nakedness distracting me. He makes me look at him and his eyes are serious. “It hasn’t gone far enough.”

“But-”

He slips a hand behind my neck and keeps me looking at him. “You’re afraid of getting caught? Of what people might think?”

“Yes,” I breathe.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“This has nothing to do with anyone but you and me, and what we want. There’s nothing wrong with it. When I return the favor, and I will return the favor, remember that.” He yanks me forward against him, and I’m overwhelmed by his body against mine as he kisses me. I’m immediately aroused again, and a sudden rightness clicks inside. He’s right. If we both want this, is it really so bad? Really so wrong?

Just as I’m about to grab him and pull him into my bedroom, I hear a door open upstairs and another set of footsteps coming towards us. I open the door to my bedroom as he takes a step back towards the couch.

He gives me a little smile. “Goodnight, Stella.”

I shut the door before whomever it is makes it down the stairs. It takes me a long time to fall asleep, the taste of Trevor still on my tongue.

….

I feel Trevor’s hand on my thigh, and my heart kicks into a rapid rhythm. I can’t make a move, or everyone will know what’s happening. I’m getting wet just because he’s touching me, and both of us know that I can’t do anything out. I feel his fingers move and his breath on my skin and I gasp far too loudly as his tongue sweeps across my pussy. Everyone is looking at me, and I don’t care because the way he’s sucking on my clit is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I close my eyes, groaning as the stubble on his jaw scratches against my thighs. He’s so good at this, and I’m so close. So close…

I’m awake, and pissed. The dream couldn’t at least give me the satisfaction of the actual orgasm? A flare of pleasure bursts through me and my eyes fly open, realizing why I was having the dream in the first place. Trevor is between my legs, tongue softly and slowly pressing against my clit. He sees me looking at him and smiles wickedly, and I shiver. “Good. You’re awake.”

I sit up, trying to move away. “What are you-”

Before I can finish the protest he pushes my legs apart and buries his face in me. His teeth scrape across me and he teases my opening with his tongue. “What am I doing?” he says, nipping my clit with his teeth and making me gasp. “I’m returning the favor.”

He closes his mouth over my entrance and I fall back onto the pillows. He works me with broad strokes of his tongue, moving from the bottom to the top. This has to be the best way to wake up, hands down.

But if I’m awake, then everyone else might be awake. I have a house full of people who could notice that once again Trevor and I are conspicuously missing at the same time. Suddenly everything that seemed so simple last night no longer seems simple. I don’t know what time it is. I try to reach my phone to check the time and Trevor reaches up and grabs my wrist. “Going somewhere?”

“I don’t know what time it is. Someone could notice that you’re missing, and that I’m missing, and they could-” The look on his face makes me stop talking.

His thumb draws circles on my wrist, “I thought you agreed with me last night that this only concerns us.”

“I do, but it’s not that simple.”

Trevor seals his mouth over my clit and sucks hard, swirling his tongue around it. My hips rise off the bed in response and he pushes them back down. His mouth is relentless on me, and I can feel an orgasm building from deep within. He slips his tongue into me, and the slick friction of him so intimately inside me brings me to the edge. This orgasm is building in my whole body the way I haven’t felt in years, maybe ever. I’m blind with it, my body writhing on the bed and I haven’t even reached the peak. I’m so close, my breath coming in gasps, and all I know is that I’m one touch away from exploding.

Until Trevor pulls away. He stops completely, and my orgasm collapses. I groan in frustration at being denied, not once, but twice, this morning. I don’t even care that the first time was in my subconscious. He stares up at me from his place between my legs, that maddening little smirk on his lips. “I think it is that simple.”

I drag myself up on my elbows, looking down on him. “That’s why you stopped? Trevor, you know it isn’t. You’re Brad’s friend. Not to mention how my family will feel about me being with someone half my age. Oh god, how old are you now?”

“Twenty.” He presses his lips against my clit, flicking his tongue against it. My entire body jumps. “And I think your family will be happy just to see you get laid.”

I flush up to the roots of my hair. “That’s not the point.”

“Stella,” he says, stopping me from continuing my argument, “I want you. I get that this makes you nervous, and I’m fine if you don’t want to tell anyone. But we’re both adults, and the age difference doesn’t bother me. There’s absolutely no reason that we can’t enjoy each other while I stay here.” I open my mouth to interject but he’s not finished. “Now, it’s early, and no one is awake. But if you don’t tell me that this is only between us, I’m perfectly happy to stay right here all morning, until everyone’s awake and we can ask them. I like the way you taste and I have a lot of stamina.” His grin is sinful as he pulls my clit between his lips, sucking it deep and working wonders on my opposition.