Twice Driven (33 page)

Mine, more than she already is.

She’s moaning and whimper beneath me, making these little cooing sounds that have my cock surging inside of her. She wraps her legs around me, pumping up to meet my thrusts as I start to fuck her harder and deeper, as if urging me on. And any fear I have of hurting her, or breaking her somehow - as small as she is and as big as my cock is inside of her - goes right out the window. Because I know she wants as much as I can give her, and
damn
am I going to give it to her.

She gasps as I grab her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her neck as I bite at the skin there. “You want me to fill you up again, don’t you,” I growl, sliding my cock deep and feeling my heavy balls slap against her tight little ass. “You want to feel my come inside this tight little pussy, don’t you?”

“Oh,
God!
Yes!” She moans. “Yes, Professor Martin, I want it!”

I groan, hearing her say my professional name like that again, like she did yesterday. It makes the whole thing even dirtier, and even more lewd to hear her call me “professor” like that, and I can feel the cum start boil inside my balls.

She whimpering and moaning, her hands clawing at my back and her hips urging me on as I feel her near-virginal pussy start to clench around me. I know she’s close, and I want to make her come harder than she’s ever come before. I know no other man, and no other
boy
has ever touched her - a thought that gets me harder than steel. But I want to make her come like she’s never even conceived of coming before. I want to sear the memory of my cock buried so deep inside of her, and her my voice in her ear, and my cum filling her up until it dribbles down her legs so vividly across her mind that she never forgets this moment.
 

I start to roll my hips, rocking my cock in and out of her as I reach down and start to roll her clit in circles. She goes into overdrive beneath me, her breath coming in gasping hitches and her tits rocking back and forth like soft, perfect tear-drops as I fuck her hard and deep. I can feel her start to clench around me, her impossibly tight pussy starting to milk me as I feel myself start to lose all sense of control.
 

“I want you to come for me, Ellie,” I growl in her ear. “I want to feel that pussy come all over my big cock and I want to feel your juices run down my balls as they empty every fucking drop inside of you.”

“
Please
, fill me up!” She whimpers, gasping in short staccato breaths. “Please fill me with your cum, Professor!”

“Then you better milk it right out of me, baby. You better use that pussy to milk every drop of my cum out until it fills that tiny little pussy so much that it spills out.”

And like a shot, she’s coming. I can feel her whole body tremble and shake under me, her eyes squeezed shut and her head thrown back. I muffle her scream with my lips, letting her moan into my mouth as she explodes beneath me. Her pussy shudders and quivers around me, milking the length of my cock to the point of boiling, and it’s more than I can take. I roar into her lips as I feel my cock explode deep within her, my balls shuddering as rope after rope of cum blasts deep into her fertile, perfect, barley legal pussy.
 

“You’re mine,” I growl, as we start to come back to Earth, gasping and feeling our hearts race against each other’s chests. “You’re
all
mine.”

Chapter 13

Ellie

It’s the day after that night in my dorm room, and I’m siting here in his classroom with the heat pooling between my legs as I watch him talk.
 

It’s a funny feeling, sitting here here knowing him like this. The man that turned a girl into a woman. The man that took my virginity like he already owned it. The man that made me come and feel like I’ve never felt before.

The man who’s my professor.
 

Of course, I wanted nothing more than for him to stay the night before, but that was impossible. I’d have been an awkward and horribly embarrassed mess if Ally had come home to
any
guy in my bed with me. But for her to walk in on a
professor
sharing my bed would have been
bad
, even as cool as Ally is.

And so I fell asleep with the lingering touching of his lips on mine, a grin spread across my face, and the tender throbbing between my legs like a delicious reminder of him.

And now here in the lecture hall, I’m still thinking about him and how he felt. I can feel my pussy growing warm between my legs, and my nipples aching to be touched beneath my shirt. I’m lost in thought as he talks, thinking not of the book in his hands but of the cock between his legs and how he felt driving into me over and over again. I’m remembering his hands, holding me down as he
fucked
me and made me his.

And I’m remembering how he came inside me, and that gets me flushed even hotter and redder than I already am sitting right there in the front of the class. Sleeping with my professor is crazy enough, but doing it without any sort of protection is insane. I’m certainly not on birth control, and yet I’ve never even felt the urge to ask about him using a condom.

In fact, I realize with a naughty little thrill that tingles through my whole body, I don’t
want
him to. The idea of Liam pumping his cum deep inside my fertile young body gets me
hotter
than anything I’ve ever thought of. And the idea of that seed
taking
, and swelling my belly up with his child makes me want to jump on him right here in the lecture.

His
baby
.

God, the idea of it is so scandalizing and so wrong but at the same time, it makes me want to yank my skirt up, bend over his lecture podium, and let him fill me up right here and now.

People are getting up around me, and I realize the lecture is over as I slowly shake the fantasy from my head and get up from my seat. I’ve got
plenty
of ideas about what I want Liam to do to me in his office, but when I look up, I frown. There’s another girl up at the podium from class talking with him, and giggling at something he says. Ashley, I think her name is. She’s pretty, and cute and
all
smiles and giggles, and I can suddenly feel my emotions flaring. It’s not like he’s flirting back or anything, and in fact he’s clearly acting very “teacher” towards her.

Except I know where that can lead.

I roll my eyes and shake my head. It’s a stupid thought, and it’s not like he’s my
boyfriend
or anything. But I’m still furious at the other girl trying to weasel in on him like this.
 

“I mean even if it was just a hook-up thing, good for you, girl.”

Ally’s words from the other day resonate in my head, which only get me even madder. I mean was it? So, we’re having fun with each other, but am I jut a thing? I can hardly be the first girl who found Liam Martin attractive.
Clearly
, as demonstrated by Ashley giggling all over him here.

For a second, I wonder how many other girls he’s done this with, and it makes my heart sink. How many other impressionable young students has he “rescued” and played the “this is so wrong” card with?”

There’s dull ache in the pit of my stomach the more I think about it, and the longer I watch Ashley giggle and touch his arm. And any thoughts I have of waiting after class and letting him take me back to his offie go flitting away as I turn and quickly leave the room.

*****

“Okay what did that fucker do?”

I blink quickly and jerk my head up from my bed to see Ally frowning from the doorway as she steps in.

“What?” I quickly brush my face across my pillow, hoping she doesn’t see the moisture there from me sulking and being so juvenile about the whole thing with Liam.

“Your guy, Ellie. Did he hurt you?”

I smile as I shake my head. “No, no nothing like that.”

Well you’re pouting and you’re not all glowing like were earlier after you had sex with him in here.”

My face goes bright red before I swallow. “What?” I manage to croak out.

Ally rolls her eyes. “Oh, please. Ellie, I know a sex room when I enter it.” My face burns red as I drop it back into my pillow as my roommate laughs and sits on the edge of my bed. “Aww, c’mon! Look at you!” She rubs my back. “Bringing guys to your
dorm room!
Now you’re doing the college thing right, girl.”

I snort and groan as I roll over and prop myself up, looking glumly at her. “Yeah, but if we been caught?”

She rolls her eyes again. “Ellie, its a co-ed dorm, in case you missed all the guys walking around.”

Yeah, that wouldn’t have helped us.

“No, I know that, but he- he couldn’t.”

“He couldn’t what?”

“Nothing,” I say quickly.

Ally frowns suspiciously at me. “What,
be here?
Who
is
this guy?”

“He’s- uh.”

He’s twice my age, and my teacher, and so wrong that I can’t stop fantasizing about it.

“He- he’s not
 
student here.”

“And?”

“And nothing,” I say, trying to play it cool.

Ally isn’t buying it, of course.

“
Ellie
.”

I groan. “Okay! Okay, he’s a little older.”

She grins wickedly. “How older?”

“A lot?”

Her eyes sparkle. “What, like thirty?”

I scrunch my face up. “More like almost forty?”

Ally squeals. “Oh my
GOD
, girl!” She leans in close, grinning at me conspiratorially. “
So...?
”

“So?”

“So dish! Is it good?”

I blush bright red and look away and Ally giggles. “Okay, yeah, it’s good isn’t it.” She tickles my arm. “So what’re you so bummed about? So he’s older? Big deal.”

I sigh. “Because...”

Because I’m being passive and weird and I know it’s all just because he’s the first.

“Because I don’t know what we are.”

Ally nods. “Ahah. Well, have you asked him?”

I roll my eyes. “No way.”

“Oh, you let him take your v-card but you can’t ask him to define what you are?”

“Pretty much,” I mumble.

Ally slides an arm over my shoulder and hugs me. “Look, you clearly like this guy, right?”

I nod glumly.

“So push the issue. Go do something ‘couple-y’ with him that isn’t getting boned in our dorm room.” She grins as I blush bright red. “Ellie, if he’s into you, and I’m
sure
he is, he’ll jump at the idea of taking you out. And if he’s a stupid loser, he’ll dodge it, and then I’ll go murder him, deal?”

I laugh as my roommate hugs me close. “Either way, you get an answer, and then you can figure out what
you
want.”

Except I already
know
what I want, and what I want is the illicit thrill I’ve already felt and can’t get enough of. The only question is, what does
Liam
want?

Chapter 14

Ellie

A day later, and the question is still rattling around my head.
 

What are we?
Scandalous, wrong, forbidden? What label, or definition of any kind can someone call Liam and I that isn’t a negative one?

Exciting, maybe? There’s no other way to describe the feeling I have just walking into his classroom, let alone the times we’ve been alone, or the times he’s touched me, and made me
feel
. We’re having fun, and honestly, I wonder if that
would
be enough if that’s all it is, but I get the feeling it isn’t.

And that part thrills me.

It’s later, after the lecture, and this time, I’ve caught his eye after class and lingered.

“Ms. Thompson, I was hoping to go over your last paper
in my office
,” he says pointedly, raising an eyebrow suggestively even though we’re the only two people left in the lecture hall. He moves closer to me, and just like every other time he’s near, I can feel the familiar tingle creep over my skin. I can smell the manly, woodsy smell of him invade my senses, sending my head spinning and my body burning as he steps closer to me.

And then, of course, I open my big dumb mouth.

“What are we?”

I cringe the second it spills from my lips, instantly wishing I could stuff it back down inside.

Liam grins at me, his eyes twinkling. “We’re having fun, aren’t we?”

I start to say something, but he suddenly presses a finger to my lips as he leans closer and brushes his lips across my ear. “But if you think this
all
this is, baby,” he growls. “Than I think I better do something to correct that.”

I close my eyes and let myself fall into him, even knowing how exposed we are alone here in the big lecture hall. His arms go around me, and I can feel his heart thumping though his chest into my ear.

“You need to know that I’ve never done this before,” his voice teases into my ear, making me warm all over.

“This?”

“A student,” he says darkly, and I can feel a shiver run down my spine as I feel his hands slide over my sides. “It’s nothing I’d have ever considered, you should know that. I just wish it was easier for us,” he murmurs into my ear.

Ally’s words come back to me, and I take a quick breath before I open my mouth again. “We could go do something?”

He chuckles and raises a brow. “Little tricky in a small town like this.”

I slowly nod, feeling my shoulders start to slump before suddenly, he’s chuckling. “You know what? Fuck it, let’s do it.”