“Um…um…Mr…” I stammer because I really have no idea what his name is.
“I know you’re sleepy and a little tipsy, but I can’t imagine you forgot my name after all these years.” He’s playing me. He already knows the truth.
“What are you doing here?”
“This.” He holds up the test and with a hundred and ten percent circled in red marker. Shit. A perfect score. I gave myself away.
Since my sister isn’t here, I’m assuming my cover isn’t blown. Get a hold of yourself and pretend to be Alexa. “You came here to congratulate me on finally passing? That’s so sweet.” I tilt my head and toss him a smile before giving him a wink then reach for it, but he moves it, and my hand accidentally paws at his obviously hard cock. Wow, I mouth.
“Nice try. Are you going to answer me, or am I going to the dean about cheating?” My eyes widen like a deer in headlights. I stand up, pretending I’m not intimidated, straightening my shoulders, and tipping my chin up at him. I should be scared, calling the police, but my mind is focused only on the fact that he found me out.
“I didn’t cheat. I studied for hours.” I point to the book and notes still on the coffee table.
“Cute, you may have, but then again, you’re not Alexa, are you?”
“I’m Alexa,” I argue, pouting up at him.
He taps my nose, smirking at me with those golden eyes and perfectly sized lips. This man must have been chiseled from my imagination or something because everything about him appeals to me. I bite my lip, staring at his thick neck and broad shoulders. “You’re not winning an Academy Award with that performance, Alyssa.”
My eyes shoot back to his, and my voice squeaks. “Um…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Damn, I’m a terrible liar, and by the look in his eyes, he doesn’t buy anything I’m trying to sell.
He inches closer, completely crowding my space. My heart pounds against my sternum like a damn drum solo. “Come on now. You two may look similar, but you’re like Fluttershy, and she’s Rainbow Dash.”
I instantly relax and let out a giggle so ridiculous that I snort. “Did you make a My Little Pony reference?”
He blushes. My laugh stops because he looks even sexier than before. “I have a niece who loves it. I’ve watched too many episodes while babysitting. So stop trying to distract me. Tell me the truth.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He sets the test down and, with lightning speed, grips my hair, pulling my head back to look up at him. Moving us backward, he kneels one leg on the sofa, trapping me underneath him.
Again, no fear. At least not that way. I don’t want Alexa to get in trouble, but my body doesn’t care because I need more of his touch. “I know you’re lying to me. It’s not a smart thing for my intelligent woman to do.”
“I’m not yours,” I challenge him, testing, teasing the professor. I use my palms to push myself up a little, so I’m almost sitting up, but he runs his fingers down my cheek and my arms shake, weakening.
“Another lie,” he whispers on my lips. I’m shaking, heart pounding, pussy throbbing so painfully that I let out a little whimper. His mouth brushes mine, briefly, leaving me aching for more. “You’re mine.”
“It’s unethical for you to date your students,” I say, skimming my hand under his T-shirt.
He lays me down, sprawling his hand out and down my stomach and into my shorts. I should be embarrassed that I’m letting my sister’s professor play with my pussy. “You’re not my student, but if you want to keep playing that game, I can bend you over the sofa and spank your ass for cheating and teach you a lesson.”
“Oh my,” I moan when he pushes his thumb against my clit.
“So beautiful. Are you ready to tell me the truth?”
“I can’t.”
He pulls his hand away from my pussy. I think he’s going to stop completely, but instead, he yanks down my shorts and panties. I let him partly because I want it, and partly because I’m shocked by my inability to say no.
“Fuck. Such a pretty little cunt, just for me.” His fingers slip between my closed thighs, gliding over my seam where I gush just a little more. He brings his wet fingers to his lips and sucks my flavor off them. A moan comes from his lips. “I’m going to eat your pussy because I know you want to come, don’t you, Alyssa?”
“Yes,” I answer to my name. “Shit.”
“It’s okay. I won’t tell if you won’t.” He crushes my mouth with his, sliding his hand into my hair again, and deepening our kiss while picking me up. “Bedroom.”
“That one.” I point without hesitation because there’s no denying it. I’ve found my weakness—this man. Hell, I don’t even know his name.
“It’s Bennet. Bennet Strong.” Oh hell, I said that out loud.
“Ben,” I moan as he leans on top of me.
“What do you need?”
“I don’t know.”
“You do, but you’re too sweet to tell me, aren’t you?” I nod flushing, which I’m sure totally gives away the fact that I’m a virgin. “Don’t ever feel embarrassed around me. I’m going to worship your body all night long and then gonna do it all over again after we get some sleep and food.”
He kisses my cheek, neck down to my collarbone, nipping gently as his hands move to my breasts. The feel of his large hands cupping my breasts over my shirt turns me on. He grabs the hem and lifts it over my head. I lost my bra the second I came home and changed, so my large breasts bounce in his face.
Chapter 4
Bennet
I swipe my tongue over her taut nipple, loving the instant mewl that escapes her lips like the innocent, adorable woman she is. I peek up at her to see her eyes closed, body relaxing for me. She arches her back, sending her tits closer into my grasp. I pluck on her dark pink bud while I suck on the other. Taking turns to taste her supple flesh, marking her as mine.
Now she can't deny she's not her sister. My cock throbs painfully between us, ready to sink into his home. Fuck, I'm doing my best to make it good for both of us. Sliding lower, I breathe in her personal smell before I permanently alter it with my own. I'm never letting her go. I've waited for her and being a good boy has definitely paid off.
"Bennet, I need you."
"Forever, Alyssa, but first, I need you to come for me. I need your pussy starving enough to eat up all my seed.” Her hips roll up involuntarily as she seeks what I intend to give her. My lips kiss down her slender torso, biting her belly then tenderly kiss the sting away. I want her marked with me everywhere. In a matter of hours, I'm obsessed with my sweet temptation. I part her thighs and rub my nose through her patch of curls, feeding my newfound addiction. I slide my thumb over her seam, testing her need attempting to drag out our pleasure as long as I can. Her hand grips the back of the sofa as she searches for release. My tongue swipes her slit from bottom to her little nub that's on the edge of giving us what we need.
Her thighs clench around my head, driving me wild. I pump my fingers into her tight sheath, trying to get her to loosen up for my big cock. “You’re too fucking tight, baby. I’m going to break your pussy.”