Sinful Touch : A Dark Professor Romance

8. Jaxon

Ipull up to my normal parking spot behind the college.

I watched her interaction with Chad; he advanced, and she turned him down. He made her a promise, a promise that made me sick to my fucking stomach.

I thought the ride back to campus would calm me down but it hasn’t, all I can think about is bringing to life whatever the fuck she is writing, and all I can picture is punching Chad in the motherfucking face and telling him to back off.

Fuck, I don”t know why I am acting like this, but I can’t turn it off, I can’t run from it. the more I watch her, the more I fucking need her.

I swing my leg over and remove my helmet. I place it on the back of my bike and make my way to the back of the school. It is late, but there are still some other professors here getting ready for the next class or grading papers.

I open the back door and walk inside, unzipping my jacket.

Luckily for me, my office is the closest to the back door, so it is easy for me to come and go as I please.

I take in a deep breath as I stop at my door. It is already slightly open, and I can see the light from my desk. I slowly push the door open. Sitting on my couch is Lil. She must have circled back once she left the library.

She is writing something in her notebook as I approach the office and close the door behind me.

She looks up from her notebook and closes it setting it on her lap.

“Hey,” She says with a small smile.

“Hey,” I say back as I make my way over to the front of my desk, I sit on the edge of the desk and cross my arms over my chest.

Seeing her right now is not making my obsession any less, and my jealousy for what Chad said to her is through the fucking roof right now.

“I need your help with something,” She confesses to me.

“Okay,” I say as calmly as I can.

“I am writing this scene for my paper, and I was wondering if you could look it over for me,” She asks, looking at me. Oh fuck.

I nod and watch her get up from the couch and make her way over to me, but all I can fucking picture is how gorgeous she would be crawling across the floor with a gag in her mouth.

I take in a deep breath she stops in front of me and hands me over the notebook.

I scan over the two paragraphs she is working on. Lucky for her, she chose a piece of paper that doesn’t mention names, at least not the names of the characters. I do see, however, that this scene is a praise kink scene; by the way, the MMC is saying good girl to the MFC.

I don”t know why the fuck she thinks she needs my help with this part; from what I am scanning over, she has it handled perfectly, actually.

I look up from the notebook to see Lil looking at me. Her breathing is stable and even. Her blue eyes are deadlocked onto me, waiting for me to speak. Her hoodie is wet from the rain, and her breathing is stable and even.

“I think it is a good scene,” I confess to her.

“Really?” She asks in a surprised voice.

I slowly nod as I place the notebook on my desk. I turn and look at her; there is still surprise in her eyes at my response to what I read. Her confidence in herself I can tell is very fucking low, and I don”t like it, I don”t like it at all.

“I would maybe use a few different words with the dirty talk, but except for that, it is good, Lil,” I confess to her, seeing he eyes light up with my confession.

“Different words?” She asks as she tilts her head to the side looking over my face.

I nod, “Yes.”

“Like what?” She asks.

Oh, fuck me.

“Well, this scene is about praise, correct?” I ask, knowing very well what the fuck it is.

She nods, “Yes.”

“There are many different directions you can go with the praise kink, Lil,” I confess to her.

“Like what?” She asks in a curious and innocent voice.

I have always been better at showing, I push off of my desk and start to walk into her, and she immediately starts to back up from me.

“You have to be able to read the situation; different sexual positions mean different praise,” I say to her in a low, dark voice as I continue to walk forward, causing her to move backward.

“Why does it have to be so complicated?” She asks, keeping her eyes on me.

“It doesn’t have to be complicated, Liliana. You read their body language and react,” I tell her softly.

“Really?” She asks, needing my reassurance.

I nod as she takes another step back, and the bookshelf stops her from being able to move any farther.

Her breathing starts to increase as I walk into her pinning her between me and the bookcase. I grab onto the bookshelf edge on either side of her head and lean in my lips now almost touching hers.

“The body tells us everything we need to know, Darlin,” I say in a low voice.

She does not say anything as I grab onto her throat with my right hand and lean into her more.

I rest my lips against her ear, her breathing now rapid.

I position my leg between her legs as I take in a deep breath.

“If you change the scene to her getting on her knees, there is a lot you can do with the dirty talk,” I say with amusement.

“Any examples,” She asks.

A groan leaves my lips as I tighten my grip on her throat, her scent taking me over.

“Well, I would force her to her knees in front of me by grabbing her shoulders, keeping my eyes on her the entire time as she lowered herself in front of me. Once she was on her knees, I would grab her by her hair and force her to continue looking up at me as I grab onto my cock.” I whisper.

Lil doesn’t say anything, but I can tell she is hanging onto every fucking word I am saying.

“I would then tell her I wanna see her eyes stay locked on mine as the tears go down her cheeks from taking my cock like the good fucking girl she is,” I whisper, my desires coming out full force in my tone.

My cock pulses against my jeans as images of Lil come flooding into my mind.

“I would then ask her if she wants to make me happy; if she said yes, I would tell her to open her mouth and stick out her tongue and take my cock.” I say through gritted teeth as I tighten my hold on Lil’s throat.

Oh fuck.

“I would watch her as she did as I demanded, watching her gag around my cock, I would tell her how good it feels to have her warm mouth around my cock.”

Lil’s breathing starts to increase, I can feel her racing heartbeat against my chest.

“I would praise her telling her she is taking my cock so fucking well, I would tell her how well she is taking me, and praise her for doing as I asked.”

Fuck, fuck, if my cock gets any fucking bigger right now, the pain from it being confined to my jeans is starting to make my vision go blurry.

“I would tell her that she is being such a good girl for doing as she is told, I would remind her that good girls get rewarded.”

Lil is panting as I pull back and look into her eyes, she is now holding tightly onto the bookshelf behind her, and her knees are shaking.

I look over her face, then her eyes, and she is turned the fuck on by my confession. The confession of what I would say to her.

I lean back in, my lips once again almost touching her. “Do you trust me, Darlin?” I ask her.

“Yes,” She says, trying to catch her breath.

I look into her eyes for a moment then I lean back in smashing my lips to hers, forcing her to open her mouth with my tongue, she does as I ask without words, and I slide my tongue into her mouth.

She moans into my mouth, causing me to go in deeper, needing to taste her, needing her.

I tighten my grip on her throat as I lean into her more, knowing very well she can feel my hard cock.

I pull back just a little “That is what you do to me, Darlin; you drive me fucking mad.”

“Jax,” She moans as I lean in, nipping and licking her skin; I make my way up her neck stopping once again at her ear; I take her ear lobe into my mouth and gently tug and pull, sucking. She lets out another moan as she grabs onto my hips pulling me into her more.

Fuck.

I rest my lips against her ear, both of us starting to lose control. “There are so many things I want to do to you right now, Darlin.”

“Then do it,” She says, challenging me.

“I can’t, not yet,” I say in a pained voice. There are rules, rules I live by for a reason.

I pull back and look over her face, I see the disappointment in her eyes as I release my hold on her throat and place my hands back on the shelves behind her. “You gonna be my good girl Liliana?”

“I will be whatever you want me to be, Jaxon,” She confidently confesses to me.

“Fuck me,” I say under my breath.

I rapidly search her eyes and lean back in, gently connecting my lips back to hers. “You are going to destroy me, Darlin,” I whisper against her lips.

She turns her head breaking the kiss, I lean forward resting my head against the side of hers.

“You have already destroyed me, Jax,” She says, her voice starting to lose the confidence she just had.

Her confession hits me hard.

Fuck, fuck.

“I was telling the truth, Darlin,” I tell her.

“What?” she asks

I pull back, and she turns her head and locks eyes with me again “Those are all the things I want to say to you when you are ready for me.”

She doesn’t respond as I take a step back, lowering my hands to my side.

She pushes off of the bookcase and walks around me. She grabs her stuff and makes her way to my door. I want to turn back but don”t; I continue looking at the bookcase.

“I guess we will both destroy each other,” She says as she opens the door and walks out, closing it behind her.

“Fuck!” I scream as I grab onto the bookcase and pull it down; I go to the next one and the next one, pulling the bookcase to the ground. I walk over to my desk and slide my hands across it making everything crash down to the ground. I slap my hands against my desk and lower my head, taking a deep breath.

There is no fucking turning back now, we have both felt the sinful touch and now that I have I can’t fucking go without it.

She is my drug, and I know I will need my next fix very fucking soon.

Fuck please let her be ready, please let her say yes.