All Chapters of In My Professor's Arms : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The faint hum of the loft lingers in my ears when I wake. The red dress lies crumpled on the floor beside the bed, a quiet reminder of last night’s tension. José sleeps deeply, one arm hanging over the mattress where I should be. I slip out of bed, the air cool against my skin, and head for the kitchen. The coffee maker gurgles to life, its steady rhythm keeping me grounded as I move through the haze of my thoughts.My body still feels charged, my mind trapped on the moment Victor’s eyes found mine at the reading. That single look, piercing and deliberate, burned itself into me. I pour the coffee and lean on the counter as steam curls upward, my phone lighting up beside me. Notifications flood in from Whispers in the Dark.The post I made after the reading—subtle but full of suggestion about a certain professor’s allure—has exploded. Over a hundred likes, dozens of comments begging for more. My heart races as I scroll through them, excitement and unease fighting inside me.I sit at th

I woke up suddenly as morning light filtered through the curtains and spread across the bedroom floor in soft streaks. The memories of last night hit me hard—the intense sex with Victor on his office desk. My body felt sore in a satisfying way, with a dull ache between my thighs and faint marks from the silk tie still visible on my wrists. José lay asleep next to me, his face calm and unaware of what I had done. I carefully got out of bed and felt the cool floor under my feet as I walked to the kitchen.I started the coffee maker, and the rich aroma soon filled the air. But my thoughts were focused on Victor: the way his hands gripped me, how his cock filled me completely, and the raw sounds we made together in that empty office. I poured myself a cup of coffee, but my hands shook slightly. I leaned against the counter and tried to understand the person I was turning into.I sat down at the kitchen table with the warm mug in my hands. I opened my laptop, and the screen lit up with a b

The bed creaked softly as Victor straddled me. His knees pressed against my hips on either side, and the warmth from his thighs soaked through the thin fabric of his boxers into my skin. The room smelled strongly of our excitement—his cedar cologne mixed with the sweet scent of my wetness that had already soaked my panties. I took a shaky breath, filling my lungs with that intoxicating mix.His hands moved to my hips. His thumbs brushed the edge of my underwear, right above my pubic bone, teasing the sensitive skin there. I moaned and lifted my hips toward him without thinking, craving more contact. He started grinding slowly. His cock felt hard and thick under the cloth, pressing directly against my clit through my soaked panties. The friction sent waves of pleasure through my body, making my clench tightly with need.I grabbed his ass with both hands. My fingers dug into the firm muscles, and I guided his movements as he rolled his hips. The bulge of his erection

The bed shook under me as Victor pushed his cock deep inside. His hips pressed tight against my ass. The stretch filled me completely, creating a burning pleasure that spread from my core. I took deep breaths, gasping with each one. Victor held my hips firmly. His fingers pressed into my skin as he pulled me back onto him with every slow thrust. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the quiet room. My face pushed into the mattress. The sheets were wet from sweat and my juices. I moaned loudly, the sound muffled but full of need. My body shook from the heat building inside me. Victor leaned forward. His sweaty chest pressed against my back. The coarse hair on his chest scraped my skin. He kissed the back of my neck. His lips felt wet and hot. His tongue licked out to taste the salt on my skin. Then he bit gently. The small sting sent a sharp jolt to my clit. My pussy tightened around his cock. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he said i

The mattress dipped under our combined weight as Victor drew me against him. His chest, slick with sweat, pressed firmly into my back. The coarse hair there scraped across my oversensitive skin and sent fresh sparks through my exhausted body. The room smelled thick and heavy—his cedar cologne completely drowned out by the sharp, musky scent of his release mixed with my own tangy arousal. Every breath pulled that intoxicating blend deeper into my lungs.His cock, now softening, lay warm and slick against the curve of my ass. It served as a constant reminder of how deeply he had thrust into me only minutes ago. I felt his cum slowly leaking from my pussy, sliding in warm trails down the inside of my thighs. The messiness thrilled me even as my muscles trembled from overuse. My entire body still hummed. My clit gave faint, rhythmic pulses, and small aftershocks rolled through me. The loud moans from earlier had faded into quiet whimpers.Victor pressed his open mouth