004 Dripping For Professor Nathan 4

~NORA~

I woke up the next morning with a contented smile plastered on my face. I was sore, but damn was I satisfied. The event of last night came rushing back in full force. My legs were still shaking from the aftershocks, but that didn't mean the hunger had died.

Heck, it was just getting started.

"Fuck." A groan escaped my lips as I bit my lower lip, feeling my pussy still clenching. I wanted him again. My nipples were hard, pushing against my tank top, begging for his hot wet lips. And I was hella sure that my panties were already sucked.

Needing to make sure, I reached down from under the comforter and slipped my fingers into my shorts. 

"Damn..." The slick wetness that greeted my fingers awed me. Who knew I would be this wet this early in the morning? 

"And I fucking have lectures." I groaned into the sheet. But I knew that if I didn't satisfy this ache that had pulled in between my legs, by the time I entered the lecture hall, I would be a wet, aching mess. 

The sight of Nathan always does that to me.

So, I carefully reached out to the drawer of my nightstand and brought out a vibrator. 

It was one of the most reckless things I have had to do, buying a vibrator. Heck, I never needed one. But since this obsession with Nathan fucking Williams started, my hands couldn't do it for me anymore.

I promptly flicked the vibrator on, its buzzing sound intensifying the ache between my legs. The ache I knew only Nathan could quench. 

Everyone called him Professor Williams, but I went to great lengths to learn his first name, not liking the way Williams rolled off my tongue. 

But as soon as I learned it from my father's computer where he keeps a list of staff intakes— secretly, of course— it was worth it.

So, when I flicked the vibrator on, I pulled down the comforter, guided it down my thighs, and positioned it in front of my pussy, enjoying the slight air the buzzing sound blew into my clit.

I hovered it in front of my wet, dripping pussy before sliding it.

"Fuck! Nathan!" A loud cry tore through me as I imagined Nathan sliding that thick, big, veiny cock into me, stretching me, and filling my insides.

I bit my lips to stifle the moan as the vibrator buzzed its way deeper. The lodge doors weren't soundproof, and we weren't allowed to fuck inside the dorm house.

"God!!" I curled my toes, hands bracing on my knees to keep them steady as I slid it deeper, imagining Nathan's dark green eyes flashing lustfully at me while thrusting into me at a maddening speed.

"Part those legs, baby." His voice sounded in my ears as I snapped my eyes closed, going right back to his desk last night. 

But this time, the desk was replaced with a bed. My bed. 

He was kneeling in between my legs, thrusting in a steady, speedy rhythm till it morphed into outright pounding.

"Fuck me!!" I screamed, my legs vibrating uncontrollably, hips arching all the way to give me access to plunge in deeper.

That he did and a loud whimper tore through my lips, all I could do was buckle repeatedly. The pleasure was intense shooting through my insides like a ball of fire.

With each maddening thrust and heartless pounding, Nathan's groans and guttural grunts filled my eyes, the ball of pleasure pulling in my abdomen making straight for my pussy.

Damn, I was close. 

The buzzing sound filled my ears, but was slowly replaced by Nathan's deep groans as he continued pounding mercilessly, gripping my knees.

My hands found his waist and pushed him deeper, arching my hips further till it was only my back that was resting on the sheet. 

"God!!!" I all but screamed. The intensifying of the pleasure, paired with the sizzling sensation caused the wall of my pussy to contract.

I let out a loud cry, buckling as the orgasm left me numb and jelly. With a deep breath, I fell back against the sheet and tore my eyes open.

Nathan was gone— or rather the image of him that I conjured.

I had pressed stop on the vibrator because my vibrating legs couldn't take any more buzzing.

I wasn't outrightly satisfied. Damn, how could I be when the image of his thickness stood in the forefront of my thoughts? I wanted him, but my body was screaming tiredness. 

Hell, I had the irresistible urge to skip class today. But I couldn't because I knew he would be there. And if I did, he might even show up on my doorstep.

"Time to take a shower then." 

Yeah, that was the logical thing to do as my eyes beheld the 7:15 blinking red light on the alarm clock. But my body just couldn't move.

"Olivia would surely kill me." I let out a sigh. We always went to classes together. The first lecture was starting by 8:00, but here I was still under the covers, my body still vibrating from the aftershock of my orgasm.

My body was all tingly, still craving for more. Not the vibrator, but the thick, veiny flesh that filled my insides last night. 

"Fuck, what he could do with his lips and hands." I bit my lips seductively as the image of his tongue flicking over my nipples while pinching hard on the other flooded my mind.

My hand reflexively made for my nipples, pinching them through my tank top and enjoying the pleasurable sparks that shot through me.

"God, you're hopeless, Nora!" I groaned into the sheet in sexual frustration. I bloody wanted more, but there was no way I could get it, not this morning at least.

Just then a knock sounded on the door and I let out another groan.

"Seriously, Olivia? Can't you wait for one freaking minute before showing up?" I screamed into the room as though Olivia was there listening to me.

I finally dragged myself out of bed after the second knock and trudged toward the door, stringing a lot of curses along.

But that died immediately I swung the door open and beheld the large, muscular frame that filled the doorway. My eyes widened.

"Fuck me!”