PLEASE He suddenly turns and faces me. I meet his stare with wide eyes, I was not expecting his reaction, or any reaction at all. He holds my arms in place. His eyes were dark now, like a sea in a storm. If I peer into them longer, I was certain I would feel wind from the sea. “What are you doing to me?” he growled. I open my mouth to respond and he roughly presses his mouth against mine, his tongue slips into my mouth, sweeping it’s way around my tongue. I take an unbalanced step backwards and he slips an arm around my waist, pulls me close to him and presses our bodies together. We stumble into the room together, our mouths still pressed together and his tongue still scouring the insides of my mouth. I moan into his mouth as his hand comes up to my breasts, he cups the left one in his hand, and squeezes. I groan when he pinches the nipple between his thumb and fore finger. We tumble on the bed in a heap of conjoined lips, and I land on top of him. His mout

LUSTFUL He slams into me, leaving me temporarily speechless and sightless. I couldn’t see nor feel anything. “Oh my god!!” i exclaim.But he wasn’t done, he slides out and slams back in within minutes. I felt stuffed, and full from his thickness inside of me. When I manage to look down, I find that he was not fully inside of me, he was still doing his halfway thing. “You aren’t used to me yet baby. Patience.” He says when he noticed my displeasure. He slammed into me before I could get my response out. Soon he was pumping in and out of me with great effort. His hand held tightly unto my shoulder and my hands grasped his arms for my dear life as he moved in and out of me with efficiency. “Fuck Yes, daddy. Just like that.” I gasp.He groans and mumbles under his breath. “You feel so good baby.”“Yeah?” “You feel divine.” He says as he thrusts deep inside me.I cry out in pleasure, thankfully this time he does not stop to ask of my well being. He ca

PEANUT His eyes bulged when his eyes land on something behind me. “Shit. When did it get so late?” he asks.I turn around to find a large digital clock staring at me from his room. It read 4:32am.My eyes bulged. “What? I could have sworn it was few minutes past eleven a few minutes ago.” He wraps a towel around my shoulders. “You know what they say, time flies when you are having fun.” He says and start to pat me dry. “And I don’t even feel the slightest bit tired.” As if on cue, I yawn. And he gives me a look that said; really? “Off you go to bed.”“What about you?”“Of course I will go to bed too. I have a class with you guys tomorrow morning.” I move in the direction he was pushing me, cocooned in his towel. “You can push your class until later. Other professors do it.” “Haven’t done that before, won't start now.” I roll my eyes at his practicality. Sitting on his bed, I watch as he searches his wardrobe and finds a black hoodie for me. He

TREMORS The class ends just before Jessica can respond to me, and believe me, I tried to sit still but my body just would not listen, nor will it rest. I also try to walk as casually as I can but when Jessica bumps into my shoulder and eyes me. “Running full speed ahead? What are you? Usain Bolt?” I right my steps and continue like I was walking to be beheaded and not to the man that was inside me few hours ago. When we finally reach him, I felt excitement form a lump in my throat. I swallow but it does not go down. “Professor? You called?” my voice comes out squeaky as I try to speak around the ball in my throat. Jessica has a look on her face that tells me she is holding back her laughter. I look away from her, and watch him gather his materials. I join him pack his materials and our hands meet when I move to put them in his bag. “Oh god, it’s like watching teenagers.” “I know right. Everyone can tell what is up from a mile away.” I drop the papers on the table

PACE I know for a fact that he is in his class right now but I can help but pace the entire space of his office. My nails in my mouth. I remember how he froze when he saw her. And she was nowhere to be found if he father thought she was with Vaughn. What if she runs into him on his way here? I can’t think about him just freezing on sight when he sees her, and in broad daylight now. I pick up my phone. My finger hovering on the call icon. He would be unable to take calls whilst teaching. I swipe to my messages, my fingers hover above the key pad as I wonder what I am supposed to write. If only I knew where she was, then I would be able to guide him away from there. I switch to her social media account, and true to herself, she just made a post with the school's statue in the background, I check the time stamp; seven minutes ago. The statue was at the front gate, and I cannot say for certain if he was close to her or not since I had no idea what class