Chapter 3

Emberlyn:

When Prof. Sullivan said he’d take me home, he meant his home.

The elevator opened to a private foyer. The floors were neatly polished in white marble and the quiet subtle smell of vanilla filled my nose as we walked. The living room was expansive and at the same time cozy. Plush creamed sofa, layered in silk and cashmere throws

A grand Piano sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows. How was a college professor able to afford such an expensive house?

He’d held my fear-filled self softly as we walked deeper into the house.  My fist turned cold when I recalled the incident. 

“Why have you brought me here?” My gaze fell on him and I took in his features. Beautiful grey eyes void of emotion. He looked empty..

“Because I am incapable of leaving you on your own, Emberlyn.” The incident replayed in my head one more time.  A gun was pointed at my head, the funky smell from the man. The way he called my name like he knew everything about me and suddenly my eyes were tearing up and I broke into a sob.

“What if they killed me? Who was that man? How did you find me?” I had too many questions that I needed answers to.

“We can talk about this once you’ve settled in. You’re not going back out there.” He informed me that he wasn’t asking. 

“I can’t, my family will be worried.” I dug my hand into my hair, ruffling it.

“Text your family and tell them you got stuck, give them an excuse. I’m not letting you go out there, it’s dangerous.”  I wanted to protest but for some reason I didn’t. 

“ I’ll show you to your room, you need to freshen up.” He grabbed my hands and led me up the stairs and I followed.

A crisp white room welcomed me, the bed was oversized and draped in a light blue quilt.  It felt empty like it was never occupied by anyone.

“The bathroom is that way, I’ll get some clothes for you to change into.” He pointed at the door at the far end of the room and I nodded. 

What the hell was I doing? I should be home but every bone in my body was too scared to leave this house.

When he left to get the clean clothes, I took off my clothes and headed into the bathroom. The bathroom itself was bigger than my entire room back home and it felt like a spa.

I stepped in, the shower system staring at me and I was staring back at it. It was complicated. It looked too fancy for me to understand.

A few minutes had gone by and I stared at it still figuring out how to turn it on.

I pushed one of the buttons and hot water splashed on my skin almost immediately. It wasn’t so hot but it could have been worse.

“Miss Vale?” His voice echoed from behind the fast-closed bathroom door and the next second he was rushing in. 

His brows furrowed in worry and he rushed in, pressing some button on it and turning it off.

I looked at him. Hair tussled by his mighty hand. His white sleeves folded until they covered his arms. His buttons opened and the water from the shower dampened his shirt.

“This is hot and this is cold.” He pointed. “Pull them together to get warm.”

“Warm..” I tasted the words in my mouth. That was how my core felt just staring at him. I was naked in front of him and heavens! If there was anything I wanted more than rest, it was having his lips on mine.

The way he kissed me on his desk filled my head again, ‘let me remind you of how good you came’

As he headed out of the shower, I grabbed his hand as quickly as I could and he turned slowly to look at me.

“Shower with me,”  my breath hitched and I watched his eyes cascade over my naked body. Taking every part of me slowly. I wish it wasn’t with his eyes.

I took another step closer, reached for his buttons, and slowly undid them. His chest comes into view. 

“Jaxon” I whispered tasting his name on my lips.. His hand slowly reached for my waist, caressing down to my naked back.

“Kiss me,” I begged and he slammed his lips against mine and my hand wrapped around his neck.

“Emberlyn.” He whispered his lips against my lips, and our breath hitched.

My lips tugged on his and my fingers dug deeper into his hair as his tongue fiddled with my mouth.

I reached for his shirt, pulling it away from his body and reaching for his belt. I unfastened his belt as we kissed. My mouth was warm and my body was wet.

Jaxon’s trousers fell to the ground and his briefs followed. His hand on my hips as we kissed and my hand on his clock feel it grow hard.

He touched the shower and the warm water fell on us. Wetting my hair and all of us.

He kissed from my neck down to my boobs, his tongue on my nipples tugging on them while moans escaped from my lips.

“Ahh, please,” I begged

“Please what?” He kissed me, his free hand finding its way to my pussy, pushing my legs apart as he nibbled on my already sore breast.

“Please fuck me.” I moaned when his fingers found my core and he grazed my clit.

“Like this?” He rubbed on my clit as the water cascaded all over our bodies.”

“Please..” 

“As you wish.” He lifted me like I was nothing.  My hand gripped his neck as he pushed me to the wall, slowly easing into my body. My head tilted as sweet ecstasy consumed my body as he filled me up with his hard cock. 

“Ahh, Jaxon.” I moaned, my hand tightening around his neck.

“Let me remind you how good you cummed the other night.”  He kissed me as he pumped into me hard and fast.