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  “I think…” The words slipped away from me as he entered me painfully slow, his cock spreading me wider than I had ever been spread before. We were face to face, our bodies molding to one another’s and every slip into my body brought me closer to the inevitable.

  “Fuck me, Ava.” His jaw was clenched and his words were barely audible as he moved us around so he was sitting on the couch and I was riding his cock. This position was deeper and gave me the chance to take from him just what it was that I wanted. I stared down into his emerald green eyes, a mixture of emotions swam in them and before I could decipherer what exactly he was feeling, his cock was thrusting upwards reminding me of just what it was that we were doing.

  “Get out of your head. Own me. Fuck me. Break me. Take from me whatever you want, baby girl.” I couldn’t stop myself from doing just what it was that he asked of me. Pushing all the emotions that seemed to swim between us away, I raked my nails against his chest, the sweet moan that escaped his mouth sending pleasure straight to my core.

  “Sit back and relax, Professor Caldwell, because the teacher is about to be taught.” I smirked, grinding my pussy against his cock, the parting of his lips and the flutter of his eyes closing told me I was doing just the right thing.

  I moved slowly, in a circular motion, each slow grind wreaking havoc on his body. His fingers dug into the loveseat as he tried to restrain himself from taking control.

  “Do you want me to fuck you?” I leaned into his face, my lips right next to his ear. I wanted to bite him and taste his skin.

  “Please…” He croaked, on the verge of snapping. I smiled against his throat as I ran my teeth along his throbbing pulse. Knowing all too well that one single bite would push him over the edge, I grabbed onto his shoulders and held on for dear life as every patient nerve he had was ripped to shreds.

  “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Instead of pulling away and letting him mark my body, I marked his, meeting him thrust for thrust as he slammed upwards inside me. My body bouncing up and down furiously, as I came down hard on his cock.

  “You’ve tempted me for far too long, little girl.” He purred in my ear, as he took a fist full of my hair into his hand. I felt the sting of pain on my scalp, as he pulled harder with every thrust. The combination of pain and pleasure filled my veins until I felt nothing but his cock inside of me.

  It didn’t matter that we were breaking some rule. It didn’t matter that we were hiding from the world. All I wanted was him . My professor. The one man I should want the least.

  “Cum for me, Ava. Want your juices to coat my cock.” The deep growl that emitted from his throat, coupled with the perfect angle of his cock, caused me to spiral out of control. My pussy clenched uncontrollably around his cock, as fresh oxygen entered my lungs.

  “Andrew.” I screamed out his name, as I rode every single wave of pleasure he gave me. Seconds later his seed filled my tight hole. I didn’t care if we used a condom or not. I wanted his cum inside of me. Knowing that I carried a piece of him with me all day warmed my blood.

  If this was wrong, then I never wanted to be right. The way he fucked me told me this was about so much than a passing grade. It told me he felt something, deep and foreign inside his chest.

  I didn’t know if he had ever been in love before, but I wanted to. If he hadn’t, I wanted to be the first woman to claim his heart.

  I crumbled against his chest, my face resting on his shoulder. I could feel the steady beat of his heart against my palm, and the sound of air filling his lungs in my ears. A part of me said this could never work between us because, let’s face it, we were fighting against rules that had been put in place for a reason. Still I wanted to at least try and develop a normal relationship.

  “I was wondering if you would accompany to my family’s New Year’s Eve party?” I spoke softly, not wanting to ruin this perfect moment between us. No matter where life took me, I would forever remember the way he owned me, marking my body with his own.

  Silence accompanied my question, so I assumed the answer was no, until his throat cleared above me.

  “Is that really a good idea, Ava? Are you ready to explain to them why you’re dating, and most definitely fucking, your business teacher?” Okay, when he put it that way it kind of made me nervous, still, I wanted him to meet my family. I wanted that normalcy.

  “You didn’t say no….” I trailed a painted fingernail over his chest. “Which means you feel the same way I do….” I left the question open-ended, hoping he would feed me the answer I wanted to hear most.

  “I want you, Ava, but that doesn’t mean this can work between us. I don’t know if there is any kind of normal future for us. All I know is that I can’t get enough of you. Every kiss, every stroke, it makes it that much harder to deny us both what we desperately want and need.” His confession was endearing and the truth in his words brought tears to my eyes.

  He must’ve seen them, because he had my face cradled between his hands in a flash.

  “It doesn’t mean I don’t want this, that I don’t want you as my girlfriend. It just means that if we have a chance in hell of making this work, we need to keep it a secret as long as possible.” I nodded my head yes in understanding, craving his touch like a flower craved sunlight. He was my strength.

  “I want you to come with me, then… not just because I want you to meet my family but because I…” I stumbled over my next words. “I love you.” There. I said it. I let the words leave my lips carelessly, hoping he would return the words.

  “Crazy as it is, I love you, too.” We stared at each other for a long moment, nothing but affection and passion for one another consuming us. I wanted him again, and I knew he knew it.

  Gripping my hips firmly in his grasp, he ground my pussy against his cock, and every single worry and fear that we had faded to black.

  Chapter Six

  Andrew

  I agreed to do this for Ava and no one else. Still, worry formed in the pit of my stomach. What if someone discovered our sexual relationship before I could make a decision on what to do? I didn’t just want this woman, I needed her, and no one was going to rip her out of my grasp.

  “I promise they’re going to love you.” She whispered to me, adjusting my tie. I wasn’t the type to dress up but I wanted to look good for her family, that and Ava had promised me a present if I behaved, which was going to be very hard to do with her wearing that short red dress that accentuated her assets perfectly.

  “Not as much as I’m going to love ripping that dress off of you when we get home.” It was strange to know that Ava and I had a lot in common. Aside from her being my student and I her teacher, we were just two normal people flowing through life, taking whatever it gave us.

  “You keep misbehaving, and I’m going…” I landed a hard slap against her ass and then I squeezed it, her sentence coming to a halt immediately.

  “Did you just spank me?” She blinked, that sweet blush I loved so much forming on her cheeks.

  “Yes, I sure did, and I’m going to do so much more than that later on. Remember that, as you’re stuffing your face with ham and slamming back glass after glass of Moscato.”

  Her face brightened, warming the cold block in my chest. “I’m going to have you hard all night long. I. Promise.” She threatened, and before I could even get a word out, she was scurrying up the sidewalk of her parents’ house, while I was left next to the car trying to catch my breath, because the woman was right. My cock was already hard, and getting through this dinner without taking her up to her childhood bedroom and fucking her against her Barbie Dream House was going to be next to impossible.

  “Fuck!” I muttered under my breath, catching up to her, praying that my boner would slowly descend into my slacks. Ava smirked like a sly fucker next to me, as she rang the doorbell. Someone answered the door, not even a second after we pressed the ringer.

  “Behave.” Ava muttered, smiling and greeting her family with open arms. Everyone was normal, surprisingly. The h
ouse was simple, clean, and had a lived in feel that most homes lacked.

  “Mom, Dad, everyone, this is Andrew. Andrew, this is everyone.” She introduced us without skipping a beat. Oh, how I loved her courage and her desire to have me fit in. Yet, all of this was a stark reminder to me that if Ava hadn’t followed through with sleeping with me, she would be forced to move back in here.

  “Welcome, Andrew. I’m so glad that Ava finally decided to bring someone home.” Her father tilted his beer back, a look on his face that said fuck with her and you die. I forced a tight smile, and a jerk of my chin, letting her father know that I got the memo.

  “Thank you for having me. It’s an honor to accompany your daughter here.” I gave them my best charm and smile. Merely a week ago, I was still under the assumption that Ava was a stuck-up brat who expected me to pass her simply for batting her eyelashes at me, even though I told her continuously that she needed extra credit to pass my class. Yet, she refused to listen.

  Now, I was seeing her for the person she was underneath the image she tried to portray to everyone else.

  “We’re very pleased to have you here.” Her mother walked up to me, wrapping me up in her arms. Her hug was warm and inviting and it reminded me of home, of my parents.

  When she finally released me, I realized everyone had moved into the kitchen where the food and all the fun festivities were taking place. My eyes found Ava’s across the room, and the stare off of began. Her teeth sinking into her bottom lip making my cock harder than steel.

  Oh, I was going to make her pay. She was going to be begging for hours for her release, I could guarantee that much. Forcing myself to think about anything but Ava’s pussy and tits, I followed her into the kitchen, the sweet aroma of food, entering my nostrils.

  Looking at Ava’s mom I knew where she got her gorgeous looks. Between the two of them they could’ve been twins. I understood now, having met Ava’s family, why there was such an importance to her grades.

  Her family was picture perfect, and if she failed out of college, that perfect image would be shattered.

  I sighed, leaning against the counter in the large kitchen. Ava sauntered up to me a second later, her fingers weaving into mine as she stood on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear.

  “Is Professor Caldwell behaving himself?” There was a hint of naughtiness to her words.

  “Me?” I whispered back. “I think there is a very dirty, little girl here who needs her ass spanked until she comes for teasing me like this…” I slipped a hand under the hem of her dress, my finger gliding up and down the crease of her ass crack. Her chest rose with a sharp intake of breath.

  “Andrew!” A hard slap landed against my chest, and I smiled like a motherfucker, because I totally wouldn’t be against fucking daddy’s little girl in the guest bathroom down the hall.

  “You’re going to beg later.” I whispered, pulling my hand out from underneath her dress before anyone could notice, not that anyone would. They were all far too busy playing board games on the island and eating a variety of food. Ava gave me a teasing smile before skipping away to socialize.

  I took it upon myself then to grab a plate while I could and shoveled on a little bit of everything that looked good. Walking over to the large expansive dinner table in the dining room, I sat down and started to devour the ham, deviled eggs, and creamed corn casserole.

  I was overtaken with joy, that is until my cell phone vibrated in my pocket and I took it out, wondering just who it was that would be texting me while on break from school.

  I scowled. The number that flashed across the screen wasn’t one that I knew or had as a contact in my phone. I read the message as it came across the screen, my heart beating out of my chest as everything precious in my life came crashing down on me.

  Unknown : Sleeping with your students is frowned upon, Mr. Caldwell. Wouldn’t you say?

  I clenched my fist so hard all the blood seemed to drain away from the appendage. How the fuck did this person get my number, and better yet who were they? My eyes immediately found Ava’s in the crowd. She knew something was wrong before she even took a step in my direction.

  Fuck! I couldn’t let Ava take the fall for this. I would put in my resignation before I let them take her scholarship and degree away. I would protect her at all costs, even if I was protecting her from me.

  “What’s going on?” Ava questioned right away, just as I knew she would. I forced my jaw to go slack, the tension in it was enough to snap bone.

  “I don’t want to talk about it right now. We can talk when were done with dinner, okay babe?” I tired to soothe her. I really should’ve tried to hide the rage I was feeling, but in all honesty I was fucking angry at myself for falling for her while knowing that morally it was wrong.

  She looked as if she wanted to put up a fight, her blue eyes shining brightly down on me. There was a flicker of anger in those beautiful orbs and for a second I wondered if she would follow through with arguing with me. When she started to walk away, relief flooded my senses.

  I squeezed my phone in my hand, sliding the message open to reply.

  Me: Whatever you think you know, you’re wrong. You know nothing.

  I hit the send button, not even once asking who it could be. I wasn’t stupid enough to ask, because even I knew they wouldn’t give me a straight answer. I would have to contact someone to run the information for me, but I would figure out who it was, and when I did, I would make them pay for fucking with what was mine.

  I might have made a bad decision sleeping with one of my students, but I would never say I regretted it. Not when I was falling in love with the woman.

  Unknown: I know you slept with Ava. What I don’t know is when you plan on telling the association about it? Or maybe the Dean?

  I clenched my jaw, the anger I was feeling had no outlet at the moment and the fact that I could feel the smugness in their words didn’t make it any easier.

  I should be enjoying my time here with Ava’s family, and instead I’m enraged because someone is trying to blackmail me. Placing the phone on the table for a second, I looked up. I spotted Ava’s mother staring at me.

  “Is everything okay, Andrew?” She questioned, a worried glint in her eyes. Great, now she’s going to think I’m going to hurt Ava or something.

  “Oh yes. Everything is perfect. Just some personal issues going on, that’s all.” I smiled, trying to make myself appear less menacing.

  “Good. Good. I’m glad to hear everything is going well with you, and whatever problems you do have going on, I hope they get worked out.”

  “Thank you.” I smiled again, unsure of how to make myself seem less scary.

  “I wanted to ask you something though…” She took the open seat next to me, and then adjusted herself so she was angled towards me.

  “Go ahead, ask anything you need too.” I encouraged.

  “Ava’s never brought a boy, or man home. Not even once. You’re the first to ever step into this house as a boyfriend.” My mouth popped open and refused to close. That couldn’t be true. Ava had to have had a boyfriend or two in high school.

  “That’s unbelievable, considering how beautiful your daughter is.” I complimented. Her eyes softened, and she leaned into my face before speaking.

  “Do you love her, sweetie?” The question hit me straight in the gut. I had barely admitted to myself that I was falling for her and now her mother was asking me if I loved her. What was I supposed to say?

  “Honestly…” I scratched at the back of my head for a moment. “I do love her. I’m just not ready to admit those feelings to her yet. It seems too soon.” I admitted, wondering if that was the wrong thing to be saying to the woman’s mother.

  “Good. I was just wondering. There is no rush, sweetie. Not in this household. We go at our own pace. I just knew you had to be special for her to bring you around.” She patted me on the back one last time before getting out of her chair and scurrying back out into the crowd to socialize. I sho
uld’ve been out there, talking, playing games, and enjoying all the fun things taking place but I couldn’t stop the emotions I was feeling. I had just admitted that I loved Ava, all while telling some asshole that I never slept with her.

  I tipped my head back and stared up at the ceiling. I needed to tell Ava what was going on, and I would as soon as I figured out who it was that was sending me these text messages.

  Ava’s beautiful face formed in my mind and I knew then I would have to protect her from anything that tried to stand in the way of us.

  I loved her. I fucking loved her.

  Chapter Seven

  Ava

  The first rule of teasing is always expect the worst, but pray for the best. My ass cheeks were blistered after the night of fun I had with Andrew, and my body tingled all over the place. Still, every time our lips touched or his eyes met mine I felt a disconnect occurring between us and I just didn’t understand why.

  I had yet to tell Carrie about sleeping with Andrew, simply because I wasn’t sure how she would take it and I didn’t want to chance losing my scholarship or, even worse, Andrew losing his job.

  Yet, when I texted her asking her to come over to my dorm so that we could have a girl’s night and catch up on some gossip, I did so with the intention of telling her, simply because she was my best friend. Isn’t that what best friends did? Told one another their deepest darkest secrets?

  I felt a distinct tension between us, and I knew it had everything to do to with this pesky little secret I was keeping.

  “Open up and nobody gets hurt.” Carrie’s singsong voice filtered through the thin wooden door. I jumped from my twin bed, eager to finally get everything off my chest. Flinging the door open I noticed that she had brought a bunch of goodies with her and my smile grew.

  “You going to just stand there, or are you going to let me in?” She teased, and I quickly grabbed for the grocery bag closest to me. Once both of us got inside my small room, we shut the door and laid all the bags out on the floor.