The Daddy Box Set

He grunted before reaching his hands around my waist one more time and pulled me in for another kiss. This time, he was slow and thorough. The passion was still there, bubbling under the surface, but it was reined in. My heart began to slow, and I cherished the slow loving he was giving me.

“We better get out of here,” he mumbled, pulling away once more.

I nodded and ran my hand over my skirt before doing what I could to calm down my wild hair. I opened the door and poked my head out, scanning the room. Neither of us wanted to risk someone waiting in the classroom for the professor.

“All clear,” I said before stepping into the room.

I quickly did another straightening of clothing before I looked back to watch him do the same. He was a mess. I smiled at the straining erection in his slacks and watched as he carefully adjusted, trying to disguise it.

He met my eyes. “This isn’t fair,” he muttered.

I winked. “Sorry.”

I closed the distance between us and gave him a qui

ck peck on the cheek. “I have to go,” I whispered.

“I’m going to explode,” he whined.

I threw my head back and laughed. “Goodbye, Professor Dunlap.”

I made sure I properly sashayed as I made my way out the door. I wanted him to remember I was commando under the dress. That should keep him perfectly miserable and aroused all day. It made me giddy. I’m sure he wasn’t quite as thrilled, but it made me feel powerful, desired. It was a heady feeling I could get used to.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Ian

“You’re going to screw everything up,” I said to my reflection in the mirror as I carefully ran the razor over my chin. I felt younger than I had in five years, but at what cost? Tessa had infused life into my very dark world—wasn’t that worth the price?

I wanted her. I wanted her more than I had wanted anything in a very long time. She was always on my mind. Even when I was sleeping, she was always at the forefront of my thoughts. I smiled, thinking about the make-out session in the closet. I had nearly fucked her right there. I had been mindless with desire, willing to risk it all for a small taste of her.

Dexter was sitting on the toilet, not-so-patiently waiting for me to finish so I could feed him.

“You can wait,” I told him, quickly washing my face before brushing my teeth. The whole process of getting ready felt different. I was more into it. I wanted to look good. It was a foreign feeling. For four very long years, I had gone through the personal hygiene basics, but it had been a chore. It had taken a great deal of energy, usually more than I had, but now, I felt like a new man. I had a little extra pep in my step, and I was excited to clean up and get out the door every morning.

“Come on, you fat cat,” I said, leaving the bathroom with the cat on my heels. I quickly poured him his food, filled his water bowl, and headed out the front door. As I unlocked the car door, I realized I was whistling.

When did that happen? I chuckled, thinking I was a cliché. I had gotten laid, and now I was whistling on my way to work.

I strolled down the hallway, noticed the door to the classroom was already open, and the lights were on. She beat me here. I can’t wait to see her. I walked in and there she was, a beacon of light in my once very dark life.

“Hi,” she said, looking up from what she was doing as she sat behind my desk. “You look—perky.”

I walked towards her. “I’m very perky in more ways than one, and it is all because of you.”

Putting my briefcase down, I pretended to be looking at what she was doing, but really, I wanted to smell her.

“You smell delicious,” I whispered close to her ear.

“Thank you,” she said, and I watched her blush.

“We only have one class today. Come over,” I said.

She turned her head to look at me. “You only have one class,” she said. “I have a full day.”

It was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over my head. She was right. That age difference became glaringly obvious at times like these. She was a senior in college. Her life hadn’t even really started yet.

“Sorry,” I winced, standing up and walking a few feet away from her.