Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

LORA'S POV.

“Professor Cole definitely has a crush on you.” Lorelei, my best friend whispered in class, twirling her pen between her fingers while her other hand rested under her chin. 

My eyes moved from my book to the tall, handsome professor who was explaining a slide in front of the class. He stole occasional glances at me, but I wasn't interested in him. He was handsome, but nothing like Roderick. 

“I don't think so. I think he looks at every girl like that.” I tilted my head towards Lorelei, pouting my lips. 

“What? You've got to be kidding. He's totally smitten by you. I mean, who wouldn't be? That fat ass of yours turns heads wherever you go, no one can resist.” She giggled lightly and I rolled my eyes. 

If no one can resist me, why is Roderick different? The one person I want won't even look at me. This morning, right before I left for school, he ignored me when I asked him a question and just left for work. He was avoiding me and he wasn't even trying to hide it. 

“I'm not interested in him.” 

“Why not? I would give anything to be fucked by Mr Cole right now.” She bit her lip and my forehead creased. 

“You're unbelievable.” I shook my head and turned to the book in front of me. 

After the class, I headed out along with everyone else but Professor Cole called out to me right before I stepped out of class. I didn't like the way his eyes lingered on my body, especially at my exposed cleavage like he had never seen breasts in his entire existence. 

“I am yet to see your assignment in my mail, miss Clark.” He cleared his throat, finally taking his eyes off me even if it was for a second. 

“Well, it's not due until Wednesday, is it?” 

He chuckled. “Alright, you got me. I actually wanted to ask you to come to my office later today. I would like us to work on something together.” 

I rolled my eyes, already aware of what he really wanted. “I'm sorry professor, but my guardian is particular about me returning home early. I will not be able to make it.” 

“You mean Roderick Lester?” He called the name through gritted teeth, like it was a chore. I had no idea that he knew who Roderick was. Was he stalking me? Or did they have some sort of history?

“How did you know..?” I raised a brow, taking a step back. 

“He's quite er.. popular.” He let out a dry chuckle. “He has always been overprotective.” 

I remained silent. 

“It's okay, maybe I'll find another student for the work.” His deep brown eyes trailed my body one last time, longer than before, and I turned around and walked out as quickly as possible, already creeped out. Something was definitely wrong with that man, but what did Roderick have to do with any of it?

I met Lorelei outside and reminded her to come over to the house the next day for our assignment before I made my way home. All I could think about was Roderick, and I just couldn't wait to get home and set my eyes on him. Plus, I had a plan, and it wasn't going to fail this time around. 

Roderick was usually late, but today, he got home before me. Excitement rushed through me when I found his car outside the house, at least I didn't have to wait all night. I made my way to his room and found it open but when I peeked in, he wasn't there. 

I walked into the warm, dimly lit bedroom, the sandalwood scent wrapping itself around me and making me melt against the door. I walked over to his bed, running my finger over the sheets as I imagined what it would feel like to be tangled up in them. Then, I heard the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. 

Curious, and with my nipples already rearing their heads through my dress, I tiptoed towards the bathroom, gently pushing it open, only to hear his sweet, exasperated moans as he gently stroked his cock under the shower. 

My eyes widened at the sight of the big, meaty, veiny cock. It throbbed as he stroked it, faster and faster, with his head thrown back. My pussy dripped. I wanted that cock so bad, and I couldn't take my eyes off it, and how his large hand worked up and down the shaft. 

I had no idea when my feet shifted, making a noise that caused his head to snap in my direction. His eyes went wide with shock, and he turned around quickly, hiding his erection from me. 

“Shit! What are you doing here, Lora?” He questioned, but I could only see the water running down the muscles of his flexed back.

“You shouldn't have seen that.” He added, but I dared to walk inside, aching for him, for his touch, for that big cock. 

“I can help you..” I spoke softly, soft enough to melt his defenses. I heard him groan, and walked over to stand in front of him, not minding that my dress was getting drenched under the shower. 

His eyes ravaged my body, resting on my boobs, and the way the water made my nipples poke out of my dress. I wanted him to touch them so bad, but he folded his palms and turned away. 

“Lora, you should leave.” 

“But you need my help..” I slowly wrapped my palm around his hard cock, unable to cover it completely, and a soft groan escaped his throat. “I will never ask again if you just let me help you this once. I'll be a good girl for you, daddy.” I ran my tongue along my lip, and started to stroke him slowly. 

“Fuck, Lora..” 

My clit twitched instantly, responding to the sweet sound of his raspy voice. He was so fucking sexy and I couldn't get enough. 

“Do you want me to help you, daddy?” I corked my head to the side, pushing my chest forward, my breasts yearning for his touch. 

He didn't say anything, so I slowly lowered myself, kneeling before his cock under the shower. I looked up at him and his furrowed brows, and a smile played across my lips right before I took his dick into my mouth. 

“Oh..” he grunted, one hand on his waist while the other found its way to the back of my head, grabbing a handful of my hair. 

“Look at your filthy little mouth around daddy's cock..” he moaned, pushing his shaft down my throat. I took it all, rolling my tongue over the smooth, leaking cap. 

“God.. yes, Lora! Take it all like the good girl that you are.” He ordered and started to bob my head on his cock, occasionally lifting my eyes to look at the pure look of pleasure on his face. His head tilted, his lips parted as soft, passionate moans escaped through them. 

“Don't stop.. take that cock.” He ordered again, thrusting down my throat, causing tears to trail down my face and triggering my gag reflex. But I didn't pull away, I kept going, allowing him to fill my throat and steal my breath. 

“Fuck..!” He roared, throwing his head back as his thighs clenched hard. He shot his cum down my throat before gently slipping out of me. I licked the cum on his top and swallowed everything. 

“You're such a good girl, Lora.” He sighed, helping me to my feet. 

“I'll be on my way now..” I said innocently, turning and making my way out of the bathroom with a satisfied grin on my face. 

Just before I grabbed the doorknob and left his room, I heard his heavy footsteps behind me, and his large hand grabbed my wrist and spun me around. 

“Every good girl deserves a reward.” He grabbed my boobs through my dress and I moaned out loudly.