Sinful Touch : A Dark Professor Romance

24. Chad

Istand still behind the door as I hear her open and close her dorm door.

I have been waiting here for her for fucking hours.

Jaxon fucking Fox is so lucky he took her to his lake house when I got fucking served because I had some plans, and neither of them would have fucking survived.

But since being able to calm down, I just plan on teaching her a little fucking lesson.

After all, sluts aren’t paid to fucking say no, they are paid to fucking say yes, and from what I have heard and have imagined they have been doing together the least she can do is let me have a fucking taste.

It isn”t hard to figure out that he likes the darker shit, lucky for me so do I, and so does she, see we are a perfect fucking match.

She just needs to give me what I want, and I will leave her alone. I fucking promise, but until she gives in to me, though, all bets are fucking off on what I am going to do.

It didn’t have to fucking be this way, she chose to get the restraining order, if she thinks a little fucking piece of paper is going to make me stay away she has no idea who I am.

Neither does Jaxon; he is stupid for letting her come back to her room, but he is in a meeting with another professor, so she had to come back here to get more of her shit.

I hold my breath as she enters the bathroom turning on the light.

I look through the crack and can see that she is already partly naked. The only thing she is wearing is a tank top and her underwear.

I feel my cock move in my jeans as she leans in and turns on the water. Fuck, why the fuck does she affect me like this? She isn”t that fucking pretty, yeah, she is smart, but I have fucked a lot of smart women, and I rather have my women on their knees, not being able to speak, than hear the intelligence coming from their fucking lips.

I guess it doesn’t matter why she affects me like this as long as she does as she is fucking told, and from what I have seen, she is pretty fucking good at that. If she can fuck Fox, she can fuck me with no problem at all. He is nothing special; he will never amount to what I can.

She doesn’t want someone that can help her status because if she did, she wouldn’t fucking be with him. Once others find out about their little fling no one will look at her with respect, the moment she gave herself to him she was fucking screwed.

I quickly come out from the door and rush her, pinning her against me and the bathroom wall. I place my hands on top of hers against the wall and lean in, her breathing is rapid, she knows that I am not Jaxon.

I will never fucking understand what she sees in that fucker, but it doesn’t matter. None of it fucking matters.

“Get on your knees for me, Liliana,” I say to her, hearing the desire and need in my voice, pissing me off even more.

“No,” she says with a little too much fucking confidence.

I don”t need to guess where the fuck her confidence is coming from. Jaxon is giving her false hope that she matters, she doesn’t matter, girls like her never do, they will disappear into the rest of the crowd of people and never be with someone like me.

She should be kissing my fucking feet that I am putting in this much effort to allow her to taste me, feel me inside her. She should be thanking me, not fucking serving me with a restraining order.

I grab onto her hair forcing her head back I rest my lips against her ear. “Get on your fucking knees. Did you actually think a piece of fucking paper would stop me from claiming you slut?” I say through gritted teeth.

“No,” she says in a quiet unsure voice.

Her body is starting to shake as I release my hold on her hair and move back I grab her arm forcing her to turn around, and I slam her against the wall, my face only inches away from hers.

“Why do you have to make this so fucking difficult?” I scream at her.

I don”t give her a chance to respond, stepping back and lifting my fists.

All I see is fucking red, and I begin to hit her.

“Chad,” she screams my name as she slides down the wall, but it won’t help her or stop me.

I lift my foot and kick her in the ribs. I punch her in the face again and again.

“Fucking slut,” I say, catching my breath; I spit on her and then grab onto her hair, forcing her to look at me; her nose is bleeding, she has several bruises that are already forming on her face, her lip is bleeding, her eye is starting to become swollen.

“You fucking did this; you are the reason I am like this, Liliana; you bring out the fucking worst in me,” I say, hearing the darkness in my voice.

She sobs but doesn’t say anything. What can she say right now, anyway? She is beaten because of me. She is hurting because of me. It never had to be like this; she made me like this.

She is the only one who can stop this, all she has to do is get on her knees and please me, make me feel what she makes Jaxon feel. All she has to do is give herself to me as she gave herself to Jaxon, it is simple really, not too fucking complicated, maybe after this she will finally just do as she is told.

“You are a fucking ugly slut, and you will give me what I want” I whisper to her as I release her hair and back out of the shower, I turn and walk out of the door.