Sinful Touch : A Dark Professor Romance

13. Jaxon

Icontinue to write the different characteristics of a morally grey character on the board.

This class has been interesting. All the students have been putting in their two senses of what they believe a morally grey character is.

I set down the marker and slowly turned around, looking over each one of the students.

I stop on Liliana she is hard at work taking notes, my heart races as I make my way over to my stand. I rest my forearms on it.

“Can anyone tell me why it is important to know your MMC?” I ask calmly.

I scan the room, and everyone is quieter with this question. No one seems to want to answer. Interesting.

I look at Liliana she is still taking notes, she is the only one in this class who seems to get lost in our discussion and feels the need to take notes on everything. She is fucking adorable, and even though she didn’t raise her hand, I know she knows the answer.

“Liliana, can you tell us why it is important to know your MMC?” I ask her softly.

She sits back in her seat and eyes me for a moment. I can see the desire running in her eyes; she knows the answer and all the answers. And I am the only one that gets to be looked at like this by her.

Holy Fuck, her being in my class is going to be harder than I fucking thought.

It is hard to teach a class when the only thing I can fucking think about is how she signed the contract and has willingly given me her. There are so many things I want to do to her right now, but I have to settle with her answer for now. Once the class is over though, I will be able to do whatever the fuck I want to her, and the best part is she wants it, she wants me.

“Because you must know them to know their limits,” Liliana says softly.

I hold back the smile on my face.

“Explain,” I demand of her.

“Every character, no matter how morally grey, has limits, lines they will not cross. To know the lines, you must know the character,” She says with a small smile.

I nod “Good, very good.”

“Any other opinions?” I ask the rest of the class.

“What if they don”t have limits?” Chad says calmly.

My eyes move from Liliana to Chad.

“Everyone has limits,” I say as calmly as I can.

“Well, if they are truly morally grey, wouldn’t that mean that their limits are not what we believe are limits?” Chad explains in a low, dark tone.

My heart races as he turns and looks at Lil and then back at me. “Like with revenge, for example, if you truly want revenge, then there will be no lines, right?” he asks.

“Depending on the character, the villain normally does not have many, but we are talking about the MMC,” I confirm.

“Well, if the MMC wants to protect the MFC from the villain, then he, too, must not have many lines he won’t cross because if he does have lines, he won’t be able to protect her,” he says calmly, sending a chill down my spine.

What the fuck is he trying to say, before I can respond, the bell rings, and the students start to pack up.

“Liliana please stay after so we can talk about your paper, I will meet you in my office,” I tell her.

She nods and starts to put away her things. I watch Chad as he gathers his books and notebooks and puts them into his bag. He slowly stands up and starts to make his way up the stairs.

He stops before exiting, slightly turning and locking eyes with me. I don”t know what the fuck he is going to try and do, but I do know I don”t play games.

Fucking kids.

I shake my head and gather my things. Exiting the classroom, I make my way down the hallway and push open my office door, closing it behind me and making my way over to my desk.

I set down my things and take in a deep breath.

I slowly turn around as my door opens and closes, I sit on the edge of the desk watching Liliana closely as she sets her bag down on my couch.

She is so fucking beautiful, Chad’s words are running over and over again inside my mind. If he is trying to get my attention, he now has it.

Liliana makes her way across my office, stopping when her chest touches mine.

“Are you okay?” She asks, tilting her head to the side.

I nod and take in a deep breath “Yes, Darlin, I am fine.”

“What do you want Jax?” She asks, looking into my eyes.

“I want you,” I tell her with confidence.

She tilts her head to the side, her blue eyes looking straight into my fucking soul. “Hmmm.”

Fuck.

“Well, Sir, I am here; what do you want from me?” She asks quietly.

Fuck me.

I place my hands on her shoulders and squeeze. My mind is racing with so many different fucking answers, but it stops on one thing, one act that I know she will understand.

I slowly start to push her down; she allows me to lower her to her knees in front of me. She keeps her eyes on me as her breathing starts to increase.

I grab her hair, forcing her to keep her eyes on me. I unzip and unbutton my pants, pulling them down with my boxers just enough so I can grab my hard cock.

“I wanna see your eyes stay locked on mine as the tears go down your cheeks from taking my cock like the good fucking girl I know you can be, Darlin,” I say through gritted teeth.

“Yes, Sir,” She whispers, causing my cock to twitch in my hand.

“Do you want to make me happy, Darlin?” I ask her.

“Yes, I want to make you happy,” She confirms in her sweet innocent voice.

For fuck sake.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue and take my cock.” I demand.

I watch her slowly open her mouth and stick out her tongue to me, causing my heart to race with how well she is falling in line with the submissive role.

She leans forward, taking my cock into her mouth. A growl leaves me as her warm wet mouth wraps tightly around my cock.

I start to push in and out of her mouth, tightening my grip on her hair. She begins to gag as I hit the back of her throat.

“You are taking my cock so fucking well, Darlin. You’re such a good fucking girl for doing as I have asked.”

She moans against my cock from my praise.

My eyes begin to roll back into the back of my head, but I stop them. I need to fucking see her like this. On her fucking knees, willingly taking my cock to please me. She has no idea what she is doing but it doesn’t matter, she is perfect.

“You are my good girl for doing as she is told. Good girls get rewarded Darlin,” I whisper as my balls start to tighten, I tighten my grip on her hair, watching her take me as much as she can.

Fuck me.

I finally allow my head to fall back. A moan escapes my lips as I release into her mouth.

“Lil,” I moan. She slows down her pace and then stops. I lower my head and look down at her as she pops the tip of my cock out of her mouth. I watch her closely as she swallows my release.

She slowly stands up as I pull up my pants and boxers.

I grab her by the throat, pulling her against me. I look straight into her eyes as I turn us, forcing her to sit on the edge of the desk.

“You are fucking beautiful, Darlin,” I whisper.

She keeps her eyes on me as I release my hold on her throat and grab onto the top of her leggings, I lower myself to my knees taking down her leggings and underwear with me. She lifts each one of her legs allowing me to remove them. I set them to the side as I grabbed her left leg and lifted it, resting it on my shoulder.

She grabs onto the edge of my desk.

“I told you good girls get rewarded,” I whisper as I lean in and kiss her pussy.

She moans and shoves her pussy into my face, I smile against her pussy, then I open my mouth taking her clit, pulling and nipping it. I lick between her folds, making my way down to her entrance.

It will always fucking end with her pleasure, not mine.

We will both get off with each sexual encounter, and it will always end with hers because she is the most important.

This is what she will learn with me, she is the center of my life, in every single fucking way now.