Seducing the Professor (4 page)

He tried to stay out of her room, he really tried, but he has been hard for her since she draped that towel over his shaft that morning.  It was more than an invitation, it was a challenge.  One he readily accepted.  If not for the fact that he has been without a woman for nearly a year, he might have … just might have been able to stay away.  

The fact that she was not in the room next to him annoyed him even further and searching the whole house to find her, did little to reduce his frustration.  The moment he opened the door on the opposite side of the corridor from his room, he knew he found her.  Her essence filled the atmosphere and he breathed her in deeply. 

He closed the door behind him and walked towards the bed, clearly visible in the moonlight shining through the open windows.  He wanted to see her, really see her and he leaned over to switch on the bedside lamp.  His breath froze in his chest and he fisted his hands.  She was lying on her
back with her one hand on her belly and the other next to her chin.  She was only halfway covered by a thin sheet and she was naked … exquisitely naked.  She looked like a sparkling angel.  He stepped out of his Boxer shorts and his fully aroused shaft jutted forward.  He tore the silver packet he had in his hand open and sheathed himself slowly, his eyes devouring the beauty on the bed.

He pulled the sheet off and swallowed hard.  Her legs were spread apart with one slightly bent upwards to her waist.   Her mound was hairless.  Paul closed his eyes, not eve
n contemplating leaving.  He had to have her, but he would make sure she had to have him too.

He reached down and stroked her
nipples with the tips of his fingers.  He smiled when they puckered into hard nubs.  He continued stroking them until Alexandra moaned and arched her back, pushing them deeper into his hands.

He kneeled on the bed and lifted between her legs, holding him upright with his hands next to her shoulders.  He reached down and found her heated cleft.  He clamped his lips when he stroked over it and slipped the tip of his finger inside to find her hot and wet.  He could not withhold the growl and lowered onto her slowly, positioning his shaft against her sheath and pushed forward,
piercing her outer lips. His body shuddered when her heat engulfed his broad tip.  He leaned down and licked her nipple with a slow long stroke.  He pulled it between his lips and suckled slowly, savoring her taste. 

He felt the need in hi
s shaft pulsing painfully and knew he had to wake her up.  This was one time he was going to be selfish and take what he wanted, hell … what he needed, like he has never needed before. 

Paul lowered his head and nibbled her neck and tugged on her earlobe.

“Come on, Baby.  Wake up, Angel.”

“Hmm …”

“Jeeeezzz!”

Paul gnashed on his teeth when she stretched beneath him and pushed her hips up against his, forcing his shaft deeper inside her.

She woke up instantly, her gaze caught by the steely grey orbs that singed her with lust.  She clasped his arms and her breathing increased, her chest heaving and his eyes dropped to her bobbing breasts.  He could not resist and bent down to pull her nipple into his mouth and suckled, first softly, then harder, hungrily.  He moved to the other and groaned all the way, his arms straining, his shaft throbbing and he knew he was about to lose control.

“Blondie …”

“What … are you … doing!”  Her indignant shout came out breathless and husky.

“I am very close to losing control and I am sorry, even if you say no, this is going to happen, but Lord knows woman, I have never wanted a woman as much as I want you!”

She could not get a word out, all she could do was feel, his hard body on top of her and his hard broad shaft just inside her.  This was what she has been craving.  This instant need, this burning heat rushing through her veins and she knew she needed this … needed him … just as much as he did her.

Alexandra kept her eyes on him, knowing he was much bigger than Andre and she has not
been with anyone for years, but she needed … oh Lord … she needed!  She spread her legs wider and bent her knees, pushing into him and he growled.

“I am sorry,
Angel!  This is going to be hard and fast … and probably over before it began, but …”

“Would you just stop talking,
already?  Deeper!   I need you dee … aaahhh!”

She screamed when he slammed into her and kept plunging with a desperation that took
her breath away.  He kept himself back, even though he lost control, cautious of hurting her.  She thrashed against him, moaning and shrieking until her body stiffened, her back arched and she lifted her hips clear off the bed.  A full bodied scream ripped from her lips and she climaxed.  She gripped him so hard he shouted and thrust hard twice more  and his release shot through him with so much force he lost his breath.

Alexandra could not breathe. She clutched at Paul desperately
, her inner muscles contracting hard with every continued sharp, short thrust he kept up deep inside her.  Her orgasm extended, she milked him deeper and he felt his shaft still hard, bulging to full erection again.

“Good Lord …
again … I want you now … again!”

“Please … I can’t breathe!”

He held himself still above her, his breathing haggard, willing her to recover quickly.  His shaft throbbed painfully again.  Then he could wait no more.  He grasped her knees and pulled them up to drape them over his shoulders.  Alexandra gasped, feeling totally exposed. He plunged forward, filling every inch of her, so deep she did not know if she would survive and she gasped with pleasure.

He kept his eyes on her and started to plunge. Long, s
low, deep strokes, still holding back, then harder and faster.  He kept changing the pace, driving her crazy, until he plunged hard and fast, giving her more with each plunge into her depths.  His fingers closed over her clit and he stroked, then pinched and she screamed. Her eyes widened in fright when she squirted, the orgasm so intense she nearly passed out and saw darkness for a split second before stars exploded behind her eyes.

She panted and cried through the climax, feeling another squirt shooting from her and she keened at the extreme tightness it gripped her inner muscles with.  Paul nearly exploded when he felt the first strong squirt against his shaft and he growled, when the second one hit him he bore forward and his own release spurted deep inside her. 

He released her legs and folded them around his waist.  He slumped on top of her, drawing deep desperate breaths into his lungs.  How he managed to have two such intense orgasms the one after the other he had no idea.

A
lexandra was in total shock.  For years she has craved more sexually.  She had no clue what it meant until know.     The first climax nearly ripped her insides apart it was so unexpected and then two squirting orgasms … good Lord … she felt as if she was engulfed in pleasure. She never even contemplated that she would ever have one of those!

She battled to breathe, her body trembling from the strain of her multiple orgasms.  Paul’s hard body on top of her nearly crushed her, but she has never needed a hard body covering her as much as she did then.

He lifted on his elbows and gazed down at her, searching her eyes.  Whether she knew it or not … this just sealed her fate.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No.”

He traced her features
before lowering his gaze over her chest to caress her breasts.  Her nipples puckered at his heated gaze and he smiled.

“Hmmm …
Angel …” 

He lowered his head and flicked his tongue over first the one and then the other nipple.  She mewled and arched her back.  He could not resist suckling them into his mouth.  He tugged on both of them until she was breathless and clutched his arms.

“You taste better than the sweetest honey.  I could do this all day long!”

“Stop!  Enough!  This … should never have happened!”

He lifted his head and looked at her with an inscrutable expression in his eyes.

“No
Angel … this was meant to happen!”

He withdrew from her and walked to the
bathroom to return with a cloth and towel.   He sat down next to her and reached for her legs.  She shrieked and shuffled away.

“What are you doing?”

He chuckled, enjoying her shyness even after the intense wantonness with which she just gave herself to him.  He reached for her again and this time she could not scoot away.  He pulled her leg over his lap and gently washed and dried between her legs.  His face intense, his eyes heating up with the enticing view of her so open to him.

Alexandra closed her eyes.  She snapped them open when his fingers trailed a slow path from her mound all the way to the back of her cleft, his eyes on his fingers, watching and his breathing increased.  She clamped her legs shut and sat up against the headboard.

“No!  I … you … we …”

“Alas, you are right.  Come here, Blondie.  Let’s get some sleep.”

He lowered himself on the bed and took her hand to pull her closer.  She struggled.

“You can’t sleep here!”

“Why not?  We just made shattering love to each other and if you for one moment think I am about to slink back to my room, you are sadly mistaken.  No Baby, you will sleep in my arms tonight.  Now get over here, I am tired.”

He nearly lifted her
next to him and soon settled on his back with his arm around her and her head on his chest.  He reached down and pulled her one leg up and draped it over his waist.  She felt his lips on her hair and tried to relax.  This would be the first time she slept with a man … in a man’s arms.  Before she knew it, she was sound asleep.  Her arm curled around Paul’s chest and tugged in beneath his shoulder.

It was still dark when Alexandra walked into the stables.  She managed to detangle her from Paul’s arms and legs without waking him and showered and dressed in one of the other rooms.

Her mind was in absolute shambles.  She was still in a state of shock.  Her mother would disinherit her if she knew her daughter had sex with a stranger.  And he was a stranger.  Yet, just thinking of the night before she felt her core tighten in memory and anticipation of more and she groaned.  Who knew?  She surely never knew how earthshattering a climax with a man inside her would be.

She groaned and closed her eyes, remembering his mouth on her breasts, his hard, big shaft inside her, driving her to heights so
quickly she felt bereft.  Bereft because she wanted it to last longer and because now … she wanted more!  Good Lord … she needed more!

She walked to the end of the stable where Samuel had David clear one of the stalls and they had set up a small lab for her.  She started preparing the tubes for the blood and DNA samples she wanted to draw and by the time the sun came up, she nearly had everything prepared.

“So Blondie … do you make a habit of running away?”

Alexandra startled at his soft raspy voice behind her and nearly screamed in frustration when a deep heated quiver started in her core.

“I did not run away.”

“No?  By the look of this, you left me in the middle of the night already.”

She sighed and forced the trembling of her fingers down as she clamped a tube she just labelled.  She cleared her throat, but gasped when suddenly she felt his hard heat against her back.  He pulled her hair from her nape and his hot lips closed over the sensitive skin in the curve of her neck.  His tongue stroking before he pulled the skin between his lips and sucked sensually.  Alexandra nearly shot up from the chair at the heat that immediately drenched her panties.

His hands folded around her waist to close
possessively over her breasts, kneading and stroking over her nipples that shriveled up as if commanded to do so.

“I didn’t like waking up alone, Blondie. Remember that in future.”

Alexandra pushed from the chair, effectively breaking his hold on her and turned to face him with the chair as a shield in front of her.  Their eyes met and she gasped.  His need burning in his for her to see.  She took a deep breath.

“Look, Shuttle, I am sorry if you got the wrong impression from … what happened last night.”

“And what impression would that be?”

He planted his feet wide apart and crossed his arms over his chest.  Looking down at her over his nose made her feel like a naughty schoolgirl.

“That we’re … that I … that … dammit, we’re both adults and we had sex, but that’s it.  I am not here as your playboy bunny.  We both … scratched an itch last night, so let’s just leave it at that.”

His eyes darkened with each word she uttered and by the time she finished with a voice that turned huskier by the minute, he glowered at her.

“So you used me and now I have to crawl away like an unwanted puppy?”

“Oh
for goodness sake!  You came to me!  I did not invite you!”

“Yet you did not chase me away either! Let me make one thing very clear here, Professor.  I needed sex, yes, but I could have gone to anyone for that, but I came to you.  I wanted you … I needed you!”