Loved By Him - Tattooed Brides

“Calm down, Trouble. We can handle this. but for ethical reasons, I can’t advise you for your thesis, and I can get a colleague to grade your papers and exams, since I am the only one who teaches the course you need in order to graduate, but we can do this. We must keep it a secret. Once you graduate, we are free to do as we please.”

“If you are sure we can do this, I trust you,” I tell him.

“That means so much to me, Mads. So much,” he says before kissing all my concerns away. Whenever he touches me, I almost forget to breathe.

“I love you, Jimmy.”

“I love you, too.” He moves his kisses down my body. Goosebumps pop up all over my body and the hair on the back of my neck on stand on end. I need him.

I am so wet that he slides into me with ease. Every single nerve in my body is firing at once and I can’t get enough of it. I wrap my legs around his waist and meet him thrust for thrust. My orgasm comes out of nowhere, but I want more.

“More, please,” I beg him. He grins down at me. God, that grin does things to me. Amazing things.

“Greedy girl,” he groans as he continues to fuck me within an inch of my life.

“You did this,” I whine as another orgasm quickly follows the first. He grunts my name as he fills me yet again with his seed, but he doesn’t immediately pull out of me.

Even just sleeping beside him is the best feeling Having never slept with another person, I love the warmth he gives me. Now he’s giving me the one thing I’ve been missing most in the last few months since my parents died. A huge family.

“Where are we going to live?” I ask. “My apartment sucks,” I say.

“So does mine,” he admits pulling out of me. He lays down next to me and pulls me closer to him. “What do you think about Savannah?”

“It’s lovely. This neighborhood is beautiful,” I tell him.

“Maybe we can find something around here then,” he says sleepily.

“I’d love that,” I say snuggling closer to him.

In the morning, we say our goodbyes in order to head back to Brunswick. On the way out of the neighborhood, I see a small white house with a dark blue front door and light blue shutters with a for sale in the yard. I can see us there for years to come. Before I can say anything, he is already pulling into the driveway.

“I hope you don’t mind. I made an appointment to see it this morning.”

“I don’t mind. Not in the least,” I say excitedly. This is exactly what I would have chosen for us. How can he know me so well already?

I try to tell him that I have nothing to my name but a small credit card and a little bit of an inheritance my parents left me, and I invested, but he ignores me and makes an offer on the house.

An hour later the house is ours and we celebrate in his crappy little apartment.

At least in Savannah we don’t have to sneak around too much.

It should be easy, but those are always famous last words.

Chapter 7

Jim

Eight Weeks Later

Moving to Savannah and commuting to work was the best idea I’ve had in a long time and the first decision Mads and I made as a couple. Keeping this a secret is harder than anything I’ve done in my life. We are halfway through the semester and so far, we have managed to keep it quiet. We have one rule: Don’t do anything at the university. It’s worked, until today.

We are having a rousing debate in class about free will when things get heated between Mads and the class douche, Mark. Watching her being so passionate about the subject makes my dick hard. As soon as the others leave, I drag her to my office down the hall. My office hours don’t start for forty-five minutes, so we have time. As soon as we are inside, I shut and lock the door and push her against the door.

“What are you doing?” she asks giggling as I pull her skirt up her legs.

“Taking what’s mine,” I tell her.

“We can’t do this here,” she says. When I start kissing her neck, she moans. “Mmm, okay, but be quick,” she relents. I love when she does that.

Before she can change her mind, my pants are down at my ankles, her flimsy excuse for panties are pushed to the side. I lift her in the air, and she wraps her legs around my waist. Soon, she is riding my dick with her back pressed against my office door.

“Marry me tomorrow,” I demand. I hate that she keeps putting me off, always saying after she graduates. I need her to be mine now, even if no one here can know about it.