Maybe His

Maya's POV

I find myself stumbling quickly up the staircase, straight into my room, and shutting the door as quickly as I can before leaning against it, panting hard. I'm desperately trying to catch my breath and recover from the extreme, uncontrollable palpitation of my heart after what I just experienced a few minutes ago.

Okay, this is fucking crazy. This is literally the most bizarre experience I've ever gone through in my life. I can't believe what the hell is going on right now. My brain is literally having a hard time trying to process everything and organize all the thoughts in my head.

He fucking touched me. God, he even kissed me on the shoulder.

I shake my head quickly, feeling the strange sensations already moving through my body. And then the confusing fact that he was actually extremely hard as hell just makes me feel so stupid right now. I'm suddenly feeling extremely funny between my legs, feeling my pussy pulsating with an uncontrollable desire I thought I would never experience in my life.

Oh, good lord, this is really, really crazy. Things are about to get extremely intense, and I'm directly at the center of it.

I chuckle nervously to myself as I scratch my hair furiously, gazing around the room with confusion. 

What the hell did I even come in here to pick up? I wonder to myself, biting hard against my bottom lip, still remembering the feeling of his hard dick against my ass. The fact that I had actually imagined bending over so he can have access to my pussy at that very moment is what's making my entire body feel so riled up.

Oh, good lord, this is so crazy. I can't control it. I can feel it taking perfect control over my entire body. My nipples are erect, my pussy is pulsating uncontrollably and clenching tight with an extreme craving to get filled up while I curl my toes together with frustration and raw desire.

I'm suddenly panting hard and struggling to regain control of myself, feeling my entire body trembling visibly. Okay, this is really, really crazy, and I hate to admit this, but I guess his presence has already made the entire feeling even far much worse than it was previously.

 Everything he had just done to me in the past few minutes has already given me a very huge suggestion.

Yeah, I know he said he's only here to teach me and nothing else, but why the hell would he tap against my ass in that manner and then make feel him extremely hard against my buttocks? 

What the hell is making him hard? And why would he confess to me having a very nicely shaped butt?

Oh, good Lord, I rake my fingers through my hair with frustration, not even caring that they are becoming disheveled. Will I be able to contain what I'm going to experience if I get back down to that sitting room? 

There is literally no way nothing is going to happen with the level of tension I'm already feeling coming from him. He's going to do so many fucking crazy things to me, and I just know it.

Everything has been evident in his eyes directly from the very beginning, his stepped into my door. For some unfortunate, strange reason, I don't know why I'm not even feeling guilty about it. I'm feeling fucking extremely excited. I want it. This is something I've been craving for literally almost every single fucking day of my life, and now it is right here before me, before my very eyes.

Crap.

I chuckle nervously as I finally remember what I actually came into the room for. I walk over towards my bed and pick up all my lesson notes and textbooks, glancing at each and everyone of them to ensure that it is the right one. Then I quickly step out of my room, slowly shutting the door as calmly as I can.

I glance at the staircase ahead of me, thinking if I should really relax first before stepping down there. Stepping back down there is like stepping into a realm of something that might probably change the course of my life forever.

I shake my head quickly, allowing my body to do the thinking this time. 

There is really nothing to think about. I'm going to head down there, and I'm going to sit down and focus on the lesson no matter what he tries to do to me.

"And then if he attempts to seduce you?"  I hear my mind asking me, and this makes me bite against my bottom lip. I can't lie to my soul, but hell, there is no way in fucking bloody Massachusetts that I will be able to resist if he decides to touch me. 

There is no way I will be able to. I am definitely going to fucking succumb.

I shake my head quickly and tuck my hair behind my ears before quickly stepping down the staircase with my books in my hand. The sitting room finally comes to view, and I observe his huge-looking muscular body relaxed against the sofa, staring around with a mischievous kind of smile on his face. Then he slowly turns his head to look at me.

"Well, you really, really took your time, didn't you?" he says, forcing me to smile nervously at him.

"I'm really so sorry. I just wanted to ensure that I was picking up the right books."

He looks at me for a brief moment, and I observe his eyes trail down towards my nose and then my lips and then towards my breasts. I feel a strange tingling sensation that moves through them, making them feel extremely taut and erect beneath my singlet.

Crap.

Why am I feeling the sudden urge to take them off right now?

However, I shake my head and struggle to regain control of myself before sitting down about a few feet away from him on the sofa.

He chuckles and looks at me for a brief minute. He shakes his head before lifting up his hand slowly and unbuttoning his shirt, and I look at him with wide eyes.

Uhhmm, what the hell is he doing?

"You know, you don't actually need to be so extremely nervous whenever you are with me, Maya. I need you to be free, okay? Just be yourself. We are not in school, and there's no one to criticize you or judge you about anyhow you behave. Just feel free to be you. I'm not going to criticize you, and if I see that there's something you are not doing right, it is my duty here to correct you and not make you feel embarrassed, okay?"

I look at him with confusion, my eyes wide, completely distracted by the view of his glistening smooth, silky, well-carved muscular body as he finally takes off the last of his shirt, leaving him completely bare-chested on the sofa.

Fuck.

Okay, this is so fucking crazy, but why the hell is he suddenly getting naked in my sitting room?

"Uhm... Sir, please, why are you removing your shirt?" I ask, looking at him as he smirks.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, my bad. I hope I'm not inconveniencing you. I'm just kind of feeling really, really free, and I feel the need to let go of it because I have been battling with the intense clutches of this shirt all day in school, and since I am here, I'm comfortable enough to take it off so I can regain the freedom I have been craving for literally 15 hours."

I chuckle nervously at him, nodding my head, as if understanding what he is saying. Yeah, he sounds really stupid, and it doesn't even make sense what he is telling me right now.

I know what he is doing. He is trying to fucking rile me up. He is trying to get me aroused so that I won't be able to resist probably if he tries to seduce me, and goddess knows that he is really, really succeeding.

My brain is not in its normal state right now as my eyes remain glued to his nice-looking, perfectly sculptured abs.

Fuck.

He is sweating right now. The fact that his skin is looking so god-like and glistening, is making my pussy clutch with extreme crazy desire.

It takes all my willpower to look away from him as I divert my focus back to my books on the table.

Oh, help me, Lord.

This is so not going to be an easy one month. I just know it.

I chuckle nervously as I begin to glance through one of the books, scrolling through the pages endlessly before he takes the book away from me and drops it down.

"You don't even know what you're doing, so stop being so nervous, okay? I'm not going to bite you. Come closer so that we can begin."

I slowly turn my head to look at him with wide eyes.

He chuckles.

"You are far away, Maya, and there is no way I can keep on shouting to teach you. Why are you about 5 ft away from me?  please come closer. I need to be as close as possible so I can get the lecture into your head."

I continue to look at him, reluctant to make a move before he chuckles and glances at his wristwatch.

"I really do not have the time for this, Maya. You are wasting my time," he says with his face suddenly becoming serious, and I feel my heart spinning in my chest.

I slowly and reluctantly move over to him, sitting down about a few inches away. But he takes hold of me, gripping my waist tightly and pulling me towards him so my body makes contact with his.

I am suddenly hyperventilating, finding it hard to focus with the magnificent feeling of his muscular body against mine.

"Good," he says, his voice a sexy kind of whisper, a few meters  away from my ears.

I can feel all the blood in my body going crazy with overdrive, moving to the inferior sections as if confused about the next cause of action.

Yeah, this is seriously driving me crazy right now.

"So, with nothing in the way anymore, I guess I'm going to go through to the point and state our first lesson of the evening," he begins.

 "We are going to build starting from the origin of psychology. I'm going to take my time to explain to you the in-depth details of psychology, what it entails, why it is needed in society, and then its importance and uses."

I find myself nodding, trying to pay attention to everything he says. But then, within the next few minutes, I'm suddenly distracted by the feeling of his hand slowly sliding down my waist until it comes in contact with the side of my butt against the sofa.

I swallow hard, finding it now uncontrollably hard to focus as he squeezes against my butt and pulls me closer towards himself.

Oh, shit.

Just like I predicted, I knew this was so going to fucking happen.

I'm still struggling to catch my breath with the enticing feeling of his hands caressing my ass when he slowly slides his hand up my back and begins to trace his fingers against it. 

Endless feelings of some spiraling sensation course through my body, and I feel my pussy screaming with a crazy urge to just wrap itself around something huge.

Something like a dick.

Maybe his, to be precise.

Fuck.