3. Emma
The car ride was silent. I was attracted to him, that fact my body made clear. His perfect smile and beautiful eyes glanced over at me occasionally to make sure he was headed in the right direction. I bashfully responded to him each time, clutching my bag in the passenger seat.
“You have the most intense blush,” he said, chuckling as he pulled to the curb outside of my building. “You don’t need to be so shy with me, Emma.”
His voice rolled over me in waves. He turned to face me in the driver”s seat. His eyes were bright under the streetlamp. His full lips were the perfect fit for his chiseled face. He was clean-shaven and smelled like the ocean.
I wanted to drown in him.
My thighs clenched together, wetness hitting me like a flash flood.
“Sorry, I guess I’m just a nervous person,” I stumbled over my words as I reached out to open the door to the expensive car. “I should get going. It’s getting late. Thank you, Dr. Lowe.”
“Hey,” his voice was just above a whisper. His gentle touch caressed my cheek, “we will be spending quite some time together, so no need to be shy around me.” My hand shook on the door handle, “And call me Chase.”
“Chase,” I said, loving how the name tasted. “You’re probably right,” I laughed, popping the door open, stepping one leg out, “I’ll be less awkward by the end of the week.”
He smiled at me and nodded as I shut the door. I made my way to the entrance, turning one last time to see him waving as I got in safely. Nodding at some of the other tenants, I hurried to my apartment, eager for a bath.
I tossed my things on my loveseat and quickly stripped in the bathroom, making sure to get my little waterproof friend out of my bedside drawer. Turning the water up as hot as it would go, I poured salts and bubble bath in and waited eagerly for the tub to fill. I was wrung tightly and needed release.
Just the tiny interactions with Dr. Lowe, Chase, had me wound up. I couldn”t imagine spending the next few weeks with him. I was going to go insane, I thought, dipping a toe into the scalding water.
Wetness dripped down my inner thighs in thick globs. I sank my entire body under the suds and got to work on the much-needed release. With one leg hooked over the side of the tub and the other bent with my knee to my chest, I ducked the rose-shaped toy under the water to my clit. It sucked on me sweetly wringing several quick bursts of pleasure out of me. I could feel myself getting wetter, even submerged in water. No sooner than I had started, I was coming in hot gasps. My legs went to jello, my body glowing with a sheen of sweat.
Chase’s name on my lips.
Needing to pull myself together, I finished my bath and dried off. As I made a TV dinner and picked at it, my mind was occupied with thoughts of Dr. Lowe. It was nearing eleven p.m. so I tossed my unfinished food and called Anna.
“Oh my God!” she hissed into the speaker, “you have to hook up with him. And then you have to tell me all about it!” She was in hysterics.
I laughed tucking my legs under the covers in bed, “I only told you because you’re my best friend. Don’t make it weird around the office.”
“I promise not to. But you haven”t been with a guy since your ex, and Chase is much more of a hunk than Nate ever could be.”
She wasn’t wrong. Nate had those boyish good looks. He was tall, lean, and athletic. His blue eyes and reddish-colored hair made most girls swoon, and the light dusting of freckles made him look innocent. He wasn”t. Nate loved to get around. He was your typical college athlete. He was taking one of Dr. Lowe’s classes which never was weird…until now.
“Yeah but wouldn’t that be weird? We work together. My ex is in his class. We work together,” I yawned lazily, pulling the covers to my chin.
“I don’t think it would be that strange. Dr. Lowe is more mature than Nate. I doubt he would make a big deal out of it if it were to end there,” she said, “but listen, I’ll have to catch up with you tomorrow. I need to get some sleep.”
“Same.” We hung up and I laid in bed for hours, my mind unable to stop running through all the possibilities of Chase and I.
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The week passedby in a blur of random office “emergencies” and faculty freaking out over nothing. I saw Dr. Lowe every day since that Monday, whether it was stopping by my office or running into him on my lunch breaks. That Friday evening, we were scheduled to work together in his office regarding the conference he’d be traveling to.
The cubicles sat empty as I made my way to the elevator. I’d never been to his office before but had a vague sense of where it was. My heart thundered in my ears, I was both nervous and still awkward despite my promise. The elevator opened letting me out, there were offices, lockers, and classrooms lining the hallways. One at the end of the hall had a light shining under it, so I made my way towards it, knocking lightly.
“Come in,” came Chase’s voice. I pushed the door open and he greeted me with a perfect grin, “Good to see you tonight, Emma.”
“Good to see you, I hope your week hasn’t been too hectic,” I took a quick look around his neat office and sat on the leather sofa in the corner.
“You haven”t managed to keep your promise have you,” he teased, “You’ve been blushing since the moment you arrived.” He stood walking around his desk to lean against it.
His hands were casually tucked in the pocket of his dress slacks, I couldn”t help but stare at the lean shape of his body. His dress shirt was tucked into the slacks with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows revealing thick forearms with veins running up and down. An expensive watch decorated his left wrist.
“So you’ve noticed,” I tucked a strand of my short hair behind my ear nervously.
“I notice everything about you Emma.”
The words caught in my throat. His words replayed in my head. Oh God, he notices me? Does that mean he might want me too? His scent filled my nostrils as he stepped back behind his desk taking a seat and resting his chin in his hands. He studied me for what felt like forever.
“Right so um,” I rummaged through my bag pulling out my laptop nearly dropping it, “so here are the hotels and the flights I managed to find for you. They are both well within the budget but, maybe not quite as nice as you’d like.” I pulled up the information on my screen as I spoke.
His eyes never left mine.
With only the subtle sound of the AC kicking on, there was nothing but him and I. We talked about his trip for an hour before I finally felt prepared to plan it for him.
“You did such a good job pounding out the details, Emma,” he praised me softly. His words felt dirty to me, sending heat to my pussy where it began to throb. Pounding out the details.
Filthy images played through my mind.
I nodded stupidly, squeezing my thighs together with friction so intense I was sure my tights were going to catch on fire. My heart raced in my chest so hard I was sure he could see it. He was leaning across the desk looking at me with his green eyes exotic like the most priceless emerald.
“Thank you,” I choked out as I stood. I couldn”t be near him any longer without this ending so bad, yet oh so good, “I’m always happy to be of assistance to you.”
He stood smiling, “You’re incredibly helpful,” he came around his desk. His hungry gaze devoured me, “You are incredible.”
My body was on fire. My hands shook, barely able to keep a grip on my laptop as I lowered it to the floor. The backs of my calves were touching the leather couch, my breathing quickened as Chase closed the distance between us. “You’ve got a stray strand,” he said, his fingers reached out and tucked one of my waves behind my ear.
His touch felt like explosions across my skin, leaving me wet and wanting. Good thing I was standing. I would’ve left a wet mark on that leather for sure. I soaked through my panties, feeling it trickling down my thighs.
Chase’s hand was still on my face, I blinked up at him, wetting my lips with my tongue. His eyes followed the motion. His breathing hitched as he inched closer to me.
“You’re more than incredible,” he said, his eyes flicking back up to mine, “you’re beautiful.”
His lips brushed mine, softly at first. Then with an all-consuming force, his tongue ravaged the seam of my lips demanding entrance. His hands came around me steadying my languid body, devouring me. Our tongues met and danced between one another”s mouths in a tango of teeth and saliva.
I was a hot dripping mess.
I felt the stiffness of his cock on my lower belly, desperate to break through. My hands came around his neck clawing him closer to me. He swallowed my breathy moans engulfing me in another scorching kiss. His hands ravaged my body that writhed against him desperate for friction as they shoved under my blouse. His cool skin on my bare torso weakened my knees. Falling into his embrace, my pussy was desperate to be filled by him.
“Emma,” his voice groaned, piercing the silence. He sounded winded and sexy, his whiskey-smooth voice sounded like gravel, laced with need. He stroked my ribs just under my bra, “I fucking want you so bad.” He shook as he spoke the words, pressing his erection into me.
My breath hitched, the scent of my arousal wafting up to me between our hot bodies. His gaze darkened as he looked at me with desire. I kissed him hard, biting his lower lip between my teeth just hard enough to taste the iron.
“Take me, Professor.”