5: Professor's Cumdump

ELIJAH

The kiss wasn’t soft.

It wasn’t gentle either.

The perfect description was the famous 'this is hunger made flesh' line.

His mouth crashed over mine with the speed of a predator after prey.

His lips were hot against mine, his mouth engulfing my own in his.

He devoured me as if he had been starving since the start of his life.

I wasn't any better.

I gave myself up readily like I had also been waiting for this all along.

The truth was I had.

I had waited for Michael Bolin for what felt like an eternity in this moment.

This was a dream come true.

I moaned into his mouth as his desperate tongue slithered into my speech orifice.

His hands gripped my jaw, forcing my mouth wider to take more.

Our tongues tangoed as I kissed him back with the same fire he gave me.

I moaned into his mouth, the sound muffled against his, making me cock hard.

Our spittles mixed lavishly as his yielding lips plundered every inch of my mouth.

This was wrong.

And I knew why.

But I couldn’t stop.

I didn’t want to.

My hands reached for the edge of his shirt to pull him closer to me.

His hand travelled over my body.

My head arched back as his lips left my mouth and began to trail downwards.

"Ohh, yess," I whimpered as his teeth sank into the groove of my neck.

His tongue slid over my skin expertly and sensations went down my spine.

"You asked for this," he whispered before his wandering hands cupped me.

My mouth fell open.

His grip tightened around my member and my eyes rolled to the back of my skull.

I gasped.

"Oh fuck!"

"Feels good?" he asked against my pinna as he lightly squeezed my balls.

My cock jerked.

"You taste even better," he said before he straightened and captured my lips.

Again.

His lips were fiercer.

My breath hitched as his dug dug deep into mine without any form of restraint.

A hoarse sound slid out of my mouth as our tongues played sword with each other.

Sensations I had never felt in my life slithered through every nook and cranny of me.

My body was on fire.

When he finally broke the kiss, both of us were breathless, and panting.

The kiss left me dizzy.

And it was not because this would be my first time kissing him after everything.

But because of how hungry he was.

My cock was throbbing so hard inside of my tight underwear that it started to hurt.

Almost unbearable.

My lips were damp and swollen, damp with the mask I wore slightly askew.

Still hiding me though.

That small piece of fabric was now my shield, my trick and my power.

My chest was heaving.

His intense gaze held mine, eyes glinting like stars, dark and definitely hungry.

He looked like he could devour me whole.

He stared at me.

“Who the fuck are you?”

I smiled slowly.

“Does it matter?”

He said nothing.

And I wondered where the untouchable lecturer had disappeared to.

The same man who had coldly dismissed me again and again for days.

Who exactly was this man now afore me, gripping me like a starving dragon?

I knew who it was.

The man I met at the bar.

The Michael I knew.

He was breathing hard.

I watched his chest rise and fall.

“Fuck,” he muttered.

I let my lips curve into a grin.

“You need more than just a kiss.”

He quirked a brow.

“What are you suggesting?”

His hands stayed on my cock.

I leaned close.

My voice was a whisper against his ear.

“The hotel upstairs. I have a room right on the top floor,” I explained to him.

The one I had booked in hopes of crashing out with someone after the party.

Lucky it was him.

He hesitated for only a second.

Then, he nodded.

“Show me.”

Triumph filled me.

That was because I had finally succeeded in getting past Michael Bollin’s wall.

The funny part?

He didn’t even know it was me as I guided him gently through the crowd.

Our bodies were so close together with his arm heavy on my shoulders.

It was as if he couldn’t quite steady himself.

That led me to suspect that there might be drugs running around in his system.

It was a common occurrence here, spiking the drinks of unsuspecting men.

He had fallen victim.

Better to be a victim with me than with a stranger he knew nothing about.

A smirk curved my lips.

I liked this side of him, harsher, more desperate, but not in any way weak.

His presence was still dominating, exuding power with command in his strides.

People stepped aside for both of us as we moved through the throng.

They probably thought we were just another pair sneaking off for the night.

The hotel was attached to the bar.

The place for those who wanted their nights to stretch into something more.

The place where drinks were easily spiked and men were used like whores.

I always avoided that place.

Guess no one wanted Bollin.

We didn’t bother to stop at the front desk because I already had a key from earlier.

I had been planning something reckless tonight—though not this.

Not with him.

Silence engulfed the space the moment the elevator doors closed before us.

Michael pushed me against the mirrored wall, his mouth finding mine again.

The kiss deepened even while his impatient hands were roaming my body.

“Fuck,” he growled.

I moaned against his tongue.

“I need—” He cut himself off, kissing me so hard that I almost lost my balance.

I let him take control.

My body bent to his will.

"Damn," he whispered, his hand grabbing and squeezing my ass below.

My cock pressed against his thigh.

Throbbing.

But I stayed focused.

His hands reached up to my face, seemingly to try and take off my mask.

I flinched.

He halted.

"What?" He mouthed.

I swallowed.

The mask couldn’t come off.

Not yet.

Not until I had him.

"The mask stays," I said.

He studied me for a moment.

"Oh bother," he groused.

His defeated voice instantly told me that everything was alright by him.

"Come here," he said, kissing my chin softly and moving his tongue down.

My head arched back.

His tongue was hot against my skin, teasing me in a way that left me breathless.

"Tasty," he whispered, his breathing ragged as he sank his teeth into my flesh.

A groan instantly tore out of my mouth.

And it was at this point that I first wondered if I would actually survive the night.