Lusting After the Professor

Chapter Five

Carla’s hands were still on Ashley’s hips, her thumbs grazing over the smooth skin above the waistline of her jeans as they both caught their breath.

Carla had genuinely thought that they might talk tonight, but when she saw Ashley standing in her doorway, when she saw the way that Ashley had looked at her… It had nearly taken Carla’s breath away, and it certainly took away her self-control.

Ashley had been the one to initiate that first kiss, but Carla had wanted it just as much, just as urgently, and now Carla could think of little else except getting Ashley out of those clothes and into her bed.

Ashley’s eyes fluttered shut as she leaned back against the wall, and Carla took the opportunity to lower her head and place soft kisses against Ashley’s neck.

Carla inhaled the sweet scent of her perfume as she trailed open kisses up along her smooth skin.

And then Ashley’s lips were on hers again, her hand guiding Carla’s lips back to hers, and Carla sighed into the kiss, their tongues lazily swirling, their lips meeting again and again.

“I don’t think I can stand much longer,” Ashley murmured between kisses. “I don’t know what you’re doing to me, but I can’t.”

Carla found Ashley’s hand and led her over to the couch, gently pushing her down onto it. Ashley looked up at her from where she was seated in the middle of the couch, and Carla reached for the hem of her own top, lifting it over her head with both hands and letting it fall to the floor.

Ashley’s eyes lowered to her cleavage, and Carla moved to the button on her black jeans and then the zipper. She stepped out of them as gracefully as possible and then climbed onto the couch, straddling Ashley’s hips.

A low moan escaped Ashley’s mouth when their lips met again, her hands gliding up and down Carla’s back and up her side.

Carla’s body ached for her touch. She’d been thinking about this moment for weeks, the prospect of ever seeing Ashley again becoming less and less likely as the weeks went on, and as unfortunate as it was that Ashley was her student, Carla was just glad to be back here, kissing her again, having Ashley’s arms wrapped around her.

Carla could feel the wetness pooling between her legs already, and when Ashley’s hand cupped her breast through her bra, her thumb swiping over her nipple, Carla could feel that touch between her legs.

Carla’s hips involuntarily rocked as Ashley’s hands moved to unhook her bra, easing the straps down Carla’s arms.

Carla broke the kiss, tossing her bra somewhere behind her, and Ashley’s eyes boldly raked over her. Ashley’s hands gently cupping her breasts, bringing Carla’s nipple to her lips as Ashley leaned in, her tongue circling Carla’s nipple, awakening it with just a few flicks.

Carla’s hips rolled against Ashley’s lower stomach, the sensation of Ashley’s tongue on her hard nipple sending a delicious shudder through her body, and she had to brace herself with a hand on the back of the couch, holding herself up as Ashley switched her attention to Carla’s other breast.

“Oh fuck,” Carla moaned, her eyes slamming shut as Ashley’s tongue wrapped around her nipple, her other hand moving to Carla’s ass, massaging her through her panties.

Right now, Carla couldn’t care about whatever the consequences of this might be. She needed this woman. She needed that release.

Carla’s hand slipped behind Ashley’s neck, guiding their lips back together, kissing her with a fiery passion that Carla had forgotten she’d had.

Ashley pulled away a few seconds later, her fingers running over Carla’s panties, and with just that brief touch, Carla’s clit twitched.

“These have to go,” Ashley said as she glanced up at her.

Carla pushed herself up, standing on weak legs, and Ashley sat forward, hooking her fingers underneath the fabric and sliding them down her legs.

Carla almost gasped as she stepped out of her underwear, the cold air hitting her sex. Ashley’s warm hands were on her hips, gliding over her ass, and then Ashley dipped her head, scooting forward a little more to run her tongue through her folds, lightly circling her clit.

“Ohh,” Carla moaned, swaying into Ashley, her hands on Ashley’s shoulders.

Ashley’s fingers dug into her ass, her tongue more persistent, and Carla’s hand slid up along her neck and into her hair as a wave of heat rushed over her.