Only Love

At ten minutes to the hour, I dismissed the class, unable to fake it for any longer. I stowed my computer and teaching materials in my bag, all the while keeping one eye on London who appeared to be engrossed in something on her phone. She wouldn’t slip away from me again.

When the last student exited the classroom, I took a couple of steps toward her but then stopped because the door was still open. I knew if I got too close to her right now, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off her. “London.”

Her head popped up, and her eyes darted around, taking in the fact that we were now alone. She was slow to return her gaze to my face, and when she did, I smiled and motioned for her to come to me. Her dimples popped when her pink lips curved in response as she stood and hesitantly strolled in my direction.

I waited for her to pass me, then followed behind to make sure she didn’t deviate from the path to my office. My eyes dropped to her round, juicy ass, and I grinned. The view from back here wasn’t bad either.

In the hallway, the same teacher who’d tried to waylay me on Friday attempted to do so again. I averted my gaze from London’s backside and shook my head, grumbling, “Meeting.”

We reached my office door, and I put a hand on London’s arm to keep her in place while I unlocked it. I didn’t want her to leave my sight or be out of reach. I wasn’t sure how long it was going to take to get over her running from me, if ever. So, she’d just have to get used to being permanently by my side. And there weren’t many things I wouldn’t do to make sure that happened.

My hand moved to her elbow, and I guided her inside, then shut the door behind me. I released her arm, and my hand immediately felt empty, missing the way our skin heated wherever we touched. It was so quiet, I could hear her breaths, and I felt a shot of triumph when I noticed that they were coming a little faster than normal.

She was facing the window behind my desk that looked out over the quad but spun around when the click of the lock broke the tense silence. Her mouth formed a little O, and my knees weakened when I pictured those lips swallowing my big cock. She was small, so I didn’t know if she’d be able to take all ten inches. I’d teach her how to control her gag reflex and relax her jaw so she could take as much as possible and didn’t struggle with my sizable girth. My dick was pulsing with every beat of my heart, and the tip struggled to escape the waistband of my pants.

London looked at the door with a furrowed brow, her expression unsure. Then her green eyes landed on me before bouncing back to the door. “Dr. Grey…”

My knees buckled, and I almost fell to the floor. Fuck, I needed to hear her pant that name while my head was between her legs and my tongue was buried in her virgin hole. I was going to demand she call me that any time I spanked her sweet ass. A tiny amount of come squirted from my cock, and I cursed myself for not bringing an extra pair of pants. I still needed to get London out to my car and home before I set him free.

“Liam, baby girl,” I told her as I prowled toward her, forcing her to back up until she bumped into my desk. “I’ll tell you when to call me Dr. Grey outside the classroom.”

“Bu-but…I don’t think it’s appropriate to…What are you doing?” she sputtered as I gripped her hips and set her on the tabletop.

“We’re going to have a talk, baby girl,” I growled as I pushed her knees apart and moved to stand between her legs. I wanted to get a few things straight, then I’d take her home and work on putting my baby inside her.

“About my grade?” she squeaked as my palms glided up the tops of her thighs, only stopping when they were tucked beneath her skirt.

I shook my head, and my mouth kicked up at the side, amused at her naïveté. Her innocence was as alluring as the thought of the naughty girl I was positive she had inside her. “We can talk about your grade if you want, London. But it might be hard for you to hear anything I say with your pussy in my mouth.”

London gasped, her eyes wide with shock and her hands cupping her burning cheeks. However, her body reacted instinctively, just as it had the last time she’d been in my arms. Her legs tightened and her nipples pebbled, making my mouth water. I leaned in and licked her lips as my hands continued their journey up until my fingers encountered the thin band of elastic that held her panties together.