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“It’s a little risky, don’t you think?” I look out the door where Maise came from. “If we get caught, what’ll happen?”
He clearly wants me to change my mind, to drop to my knees once again and finish what I started, but I don’t think I can do it. At least not here and now. He nods his head and pulls his arms away from me before grabbing his own briefcase.
“Then I’ll just see you in class tomorrow,” he says with a wry smile.
3
GABRIEL
As soon as I get home, I open my laptop and search for Grace online. My desire for her reaches far beyond the physical. Something within her calls to me, and I want to know everything I can about her.
I find her social media accounts and pull up pictures of her with friends, at concerts, beaches, and hiking in the woods. There's no indication she has a boyfriend, and that makes sense, considering what she told me. Knowing that she's never been touched the way I touched her only makes me want her more. I want to be the first to show her how to make love, to teach her everything I know, and to be the only man she ever loves.
I find one photo of her in a tiny string bikini, holding a starfish in her hands excitedly, and I immediately start rubbing my cock. What was about to happen in my office would have been a dream come true. Since the moment I laid eyes on her, she’s been on my mind. No woman has ever had this effect on me, and I almost don’t understand it.
The other student had to come in at the worst possible moment. It feels like some kind of cosmic joke being played on me. I don’t know how I’m supposed to teach a class with Grace in it all semester without dealing with these feelings.
The next day, everyone comes to class as expected, including Grace. Maise sits in the front row near her just to remind me of what I missed out on. Throughout the entire class, I find it hard to focus on anything but Grace. Once again, she’s wearing a mini skirt that shows off too much of her thighs, and the cardigan she wears is tight enough that I can see every curve of her body. It’s hard not to imagine what lies underneath all of it.
To avoid looking unprepared or distracted, I break the class into groups to discuss the readings and sit down at my desk, watching over them all. Grace sits in a group with two other boys in the class, and I can see how they look at her. Their eyes fall to her chest and legs, hardly able to focus on the task. I feel my blood pressure rising at the idea of one of them thinking about her in that way. She’s not for any of them; she’s all for me.
As the class ends, Grace lingers behind, slowly putting books back in her bag. To my dismay, Maise lingers as well. It seems like both of them are waiting to be the last person left in the classroom with me.
While they wait, I pull up the teacher portal on my computer, looking for room reservations to see when the next class will be in the room we are in. Thankfully, it seems like I’m the last for the day.
“Miss Simmons,” I call from over the screen, pretending to look uninterested. “I have some of those recommendations for you.”
I look up to see Grace walking toward me and Maise taking the hint to leave. She finishes packing her bag and walks out of the room. When the door closes, I lean forward and touch Grace’s hand. I almost expect her to pull away, but she doesn’t.
“I can’t stop thinking about last night,” I say to her. “You’re intoxicating.”
She looks down at me and turns away for a moment, a blush creeping on her cheeks. “I can’t either. It felt so good, but I just don’t want to get you in trouble.”
“Don’t worry about that.” I shake my head and lean closer, sticking two fingers in the waistband of her skirt and pulling her closer to the desk. “We can be quiet about it.”
“Dr. Griffin, if we take this a step further, I assure you there won’t be anything quiet about it.”
My cock throbs in my pants at the idea of it, and my mind focuses entirely on how badly I need her. I look around the room, searching for somewhere we could go to be discreet. I need her right now. I stand up, grab her hand, and walk toward the back corner of the room, farthest from the door.
Grace leans against the wall, wrapping her arms around my neck again as I lean down to kiss her. She moans as my tongue fills her mouth, and I grab her legs to wrap them around me. I push myself against her, feeling her soft body close to mine and teasing her with my hard cock just as she did the night before.
“Dr. Griffin,” she breathlessly whispers in my ear, weakening my knees.
I turn her around, prop her on one of the desks behind us, and stare at her body for a moment, admiring how her clothes cling to her before taking them off. I slowly unbutton the tight green cardigan she wears, and as I do, I see she’s not wearing anything under it at all. Her plush breasts and light pink nipples are on full display for me.
“I wanted to give you something to look at during class today,” she admits as my hands reach for her breasts.
“You certainly did,” I say, leaning down to take her nipple in my mouth. She tosses her head back and moans as I swirl my tongue around the supple, pink flesh. My cock is nearly bursting through my pants, so I unbutton them and push them to the ground.
Grace’s mouth hangs open as she sees all of me for the first time.
“Still want me to teach you about this?” I ask her, stroking my cock in front of her, watching her lick her lips at the sight. She nods her head slowly and sits up. “Get on your knees, and I’ll show you what to do.”
She tentatively wraps her hand around my cock and strokes it, staring up at me with an eager smile. I cover her hand and teach her how to do the right movements. “You’re such a good student,” I whisper, seeing how quickly she’s picked it up.
Without any instruction, she opens her mouth and licks the tip of my cock. I groan and smile down at her, letting her know she’s doing a good job. She lathers my cock with her spit before wrapping her lips around the tip and gently sucking it, swirling her tongue around it to tease it even more. She looks up at me the entire time, savoring the pleasure on my face as she sucks my cock.
“You’re a natural at this,” I say, looking down at her while holding her hair away from her face so I can get a good view of it all.
