Forbidden Lust

*A/N* So apparently I have a thing for teachers... Well, one in particular but we won't go into that on here :-). I was trying to finish a chapter for another story but this kept screaming at me to be written, so here we are ladies and gentlemen. Forbidden Lust is now available for your reading pleasure. –Kay*

Forbidden Lust

My Friday night was looking pretty boring up until a few moments ago. I had just settled in to catch up on some old episodes of my favorite show when all of a sudden my cell phone started singing Lady GaGa alerting me that I had a new text.

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm

Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

>I need to see you. Can I come over?

-Jon

My heart raced as a million questions ran through my mind.

"Should I let him come over? I mean... it's pretty dangerous for us to be seen together right now, but damn I miss him."

I bit my lip as the ideas traveled through my brain. I made quick of hitting reply...

>Are you close by?

-Sera

It was agonizing waiting for his reply. My heart was beating in overtime and my mind was drawing up what outfit I should be wearing right now. Pajamas were certainly not at the top of that list...

I ran upstairs with cell phone in hand as I rushed to my bedroom and threw open my closet. I made quick of grabbing my tight skinny jeans and a modest but low cut black halter top.

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm

Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

>I can be there in 5. Literally. C u then.

-Jon

I dressed and ran into my bathroom to check my hair, messy. Perfect. I grabbed some mousse and made it messier, creating a sex hair effect. I stood back from my floor length mirror and took in my appearance.

"Good as its gonna get in five damn minutes."

If I didn't miss him so much, I would be seriously pissed right now.

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm

Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

>Gonna let me in? Or r u satisfied with your outfit yet... ;-)

I cursed under my breath as I slid on some black flats and made my way back downstairs, this time not so rushed. I unlocked my door and immediately found myself being pressed hard against the wall behind me. Hands were on my hips drawing my closer while my hands felt the smooth feeling of his buzz cut. With my legs wrapped around his waist, my front door was closed, locked and I soon found myself in the dark hallway.

"God I've missed this! We fit together so perfectly, why can't things be different?"

All coherent thoughts left me as his big hand cupped and squeezed my left breast almost painfully. My moans pushed him over the edge, causing him to rip my top off and squeeze me tight to his chest as we made our way to my bedroom.

By the time we made it up the stairs, we were both naked and close to having a nervous breakdown if we didn't get to the damn bed soon. It had been months since we found time to sneak off together or even see each other off campus and my body was definitely feeling the effects of being away so long.

I ached for him, my body had memorized his every move and anticipated each and every one with such a flaming desire that my skin burned. I knew I wouldn't be able to stand foreplay, nor could Jon stand giving any thankfully. My nails dug into his back as he pushed into my tight core suddenly, drawing a deep moan from both of us.

"Oh yes Jon, fuck me. Please, don't stop. Harder, yes!"

My body came alive under his touch as we fought our way to a much needed release. My hips ached from his fingertips digging into my flesh as he pounded into me like never before. His strokes became harder, if it was even possible, and I dug my nails into the comforter as I came hard and moaned my release into his passionate kiss. I felt his body tense and after one last deep stroke, I felt him coat my insides with his warm sticky cum.

He collapsed onto the bed pulling me on top of him as we rolled. His cock never left me as we fell into an exhausted sleep in each others arms.

******

I awoke the next morning with Jon's arms around my waist, keeping me close while we slept. My body was sore from the several sessions of love making we had during the night, but I couldn't be happier than right now.

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm

Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

Jon groaned in his sleep as I reached for my phone on the nightstand.

>Mr. Beal wasn't in his office yesterday for my intern appointment. I missed the party 4 nothing! :-(

-Kate

>I'm sure something just came up K. There r always other parties ya know...

-Sera

I giggled to myself as I hit send...

"Oh, something came up alright... Four or five times."

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm

Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

>Yeah, well he better b there next time or I'm going to the dean... I need this internship!

-Kate

"You're busted buddy. You skipped your meeting with Kate, you're a bad influence on your students Mr. Beal."

I couldn't help but tease him as I snuggled closer into his warmth and idly played with his chest hair. His sleepy reply made me blush and hide in his chest even more...

"I do believe that another student of mine needed help studying the reproductive system, I'm sure she'll understand that I needed to reschedule. I mean, your education is much more important than a silly internship anyway."

"Ha...Ha... You're such a jerk, why do I love you again?"

I regretted it as it came out of my mouth.

Son. Of. A. Donkey. Dick. Why the HELL did I just say that?!?!? Oh, god please just let him continue his conversation and skip over that damn slip of the tongue!

"Sera, are you listening to me? Earth to Seraphim."

Groan

"Don't call me that, you know I hate it."

"Got your attention didn't it? I like it, I mean; you are my angel ya know..." Of course he had to tease me as soon as we got up...

"Do you want me to make you breakfast, I know you've missed my amazing cooking skills Miss Romans."

"Oh yes, I've not had your amazing cold cereal in months, whatever will I do with myself if I don't get any this morning?!"

"You tease, but you know it's better than when you make it yourself, Sera."

"Oh shut it Mr. Beal! What are you going to do, fail me? I'm not in your class anymore ya know..."

I couldn't help but giggle as he pounced on me, sending me backwards into the bed once again.

"I'll give you bad marks and send you to the dean's office. You don't want that do you?"

He rasped this out between kisses on my neck and collar bone.

"Oh, heavens no Mr. Beal" mmm "No, I don't want to go to the dean's office, he might kick me out on my ass."

"Is it your ass you're worried about love? Well, maybe I should spank you for being such a naughty girl?"

"You wouldn't dare Jonathon Gregory Beal!"

I wiggled out of his grasp and ran for the kitchen with Jon close behind me.

"Oh, I think I would and I know for certain that you deserve it now!"

I felt his hand connect with my shoulder, spinning me around and pressing me face first into the wall.

"Now, I do believe you're going to be a good girl and walk politely over to the couch for your spanking Miss Seraphim. Or will it be the hard way?"

He pressed his massive hard on into my lower back and I groaned from the contact.

"Can I have both Mr. Beal?"

His eyes shown with excitement as he picked me up and tossed me on the couch. He positioned me leaning over the back of the couch with my feet on the cushions, lifted my baggy t-shirt and smacked my ass hard. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter with each smack, then almost came when his fingers slipped into me on the last smack. I felt his shifting around and was awarded with his cock plunging into me in one swift stroke.

My body shook as he took me from behind, his fingertips digging into my flesh making me cum that much harder. He grabbed my hair pulling me back for a deep kiss while he pounded into me finally filling me with his warm sticky cum. We collapsed on the couch together and caught our breath.

"Sera, I'm transferring to a different teaching position at another university in the fall. I want you to come with me Seraphim, come with me and be my wife."

I just looked at him dazed, where had all this come from? Could I settle down at the age of twenty-three? I normally would say hell no, but this felt right and it felt good. He took my silence as an indecisive one and decided to persuade me.

"You're graduating in two weeks Sera, you could come with me and we could start our life together. No holds barred. Think about it, we wouldn't have to sneak around to be together anymore! We could raise a family in due time and we could be happy together. What do you say?"

He moved off the couch and pulled something from his jacket which was on my big boy chair, my favorite chair.

"Seraphim Marie Romans, will you stop this sneaking around and be my wife? I want nothing more than to grow old with you, sit in rocking chairs and have anthropological discussions when we're eighty."

He was on one knee before I could blink back the tears forming in my eyes. I couldn't breathe but I instantly knew what my answer would be. I took a shaky breath in and looked down at the ring he was holding. Oh my god, it looks just like my mother's ring!

"Jon, where did you get this?"

"Your grandmother, she knew it would mean more if it were your mother's ring. She wanted you to have something special to remind you of your parents sweetie, so she gave me this when I spoke with her last week."

My breath hitched and I dove into his arms, kissing him deeply.

"Oh god yes I'll marry you Jon! I want nothing more than to be your eighty year old wife in a rocking chair arguing about primates and cultural differences around the world."

Sounds stupid right? Not to two Anthropologists. Nope, to us this was the promise that we would grow old together and get through whatever life threw at us. Together. We would do it all together.