"Wake up," I heard a sexy and very husky voice whisper against my ear. I felt his chin stubble as he slowly kissed from my ear and down my neck. I pretended to remain asleep but then I felt his mouth latch on my nipple, and I moaned as he sucked. He slowly took the other nipple within his mouth before releasing it. His soft lips began to kiss down my body until they kissed my mound, and I sighed as I began to open my eyes. He was down between my thighs, his eyes fixed on mound as he kissed it again.
"Sebastian," I moaned and then he rubbed his chin against my smooth mound. I gasped as he moved his chin low enough to nip and rub at my clit.
"Are you awake yet?" he asked me.
"Yes," I giggled as he quickly climbed back up and kissed me. He pulled me under him and was attempting to make love to me.
"Sebastian!" I groaned. "I am to stiff," I complained.
"Well Bastian is stiff as well," he peeked down and my eyes noticed the hard staff.
"Bastian...you nicknamed your...thing Bastian?" I teased him.
"Don't call Bastian a "thing", he has feelings. And yes - I nicknamed my cock," he said as he kissed along my neck. Before long he was caressing and massaging between my thighs.
"Hold up Casanova," I said as I held his hand captured between my thighs. "My muscles are still stiff," I repeated.
"Well just lay there, Sweetheart, and I will do all the work," he teased as he pulled me to him. The nickname felt sweet and endearing to me. I gave in, unable to deny him and my desire to be with him. He did something very unexpected - he grasped my legs and began to massage each one. When my body felt relaxed and loose, he guided my legs over his neck. The muscles of my legs were being stretched into a very unusual position as he reclaimed his position between my thighs.
"Too sore?" he asked me.
"Surprisingly no," I smiled. The dull ache that I originally felt had disappeared and my body felt relaxed. His hand came up and caressed my hips and thigh. After nearly five minutes of massaging he slowly began to enter me.
"How does this feel, Emma?" he asked as he moved skillfully inside of me.
"Good!" I moaned. I truly did feel good because his gentle thrusting and the bizarre angle allowed him to reach a spot inside that lit me on fire.
"Oh fuck!" he grunted as he began moving faster.
"Sebastian please!" I cried out to him. I was so close...so close I could touch it. He thrust into me one last time and we both climaxed. He let out a cry that was so animalistic that it nearly scared me.
"Oh Sebastian!" I moaned again as I enjoyed those last few quivers coursing through my lower region. He gently released my legs and then eased himself onto his back. He grasped me close into his arms and kissed me hard.
I barely had time to rest as I peeked at the time and saw that it was nearly eight o'clock, and I had a class at ten. I had to shower and get dressed and he had to drive me home to get my car. I knew Sebastian was itching for another round in bed but I couldn't and I pulled away.
"Back in bed Miss Carrington," he demanded. He grasped me by the forearm and was trying to pull me back in bed.
"Sorry Professor Blaire, I have a ten o'clock class. I also have a very demanding Government professor that I still have to complete homework for." He grinned as he listened to my cheeky comment and I giggled. "However, you can feel free to join me in the shower," I whispered against his lips as I leaned over his body. He accepted my request as he picked me up and carried me into the shower. Of course it was about another few minutes of him and me pleasuring each other with our hands before we actually showered.
"Sebastian...I have to go to class!" I cried out as he and I reached yet another gut clinching orgasm together.
He finally let me go so I could attempted to get myself clean. He finished showering before I did and asked if I wanted something to eat. I told him yes and to my surprise he left me in peace and climbed out of the shower. I relaxed against the wall of shower before I took the time to get clean. In my mind, I was still in shock that he was my...lover. I mean that is the only term I could think of to describe him. However, I had no idea what constitutes a lover. Can I ask for fidelity from him? Will he ask it of me? Do we get to go on dates that don't involve a bed...or his desk or other furniture?
I got out of the shower and quickly dried off. I went over to the sink and saw he placed my stuff on the counter sometime during the night. I brushed my hair and then pulled it up in a ponytail, and I brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth out.
I headed into the bedroom and quickly picked up our clothes from last night and folded them on a chair. I then looked for my clothes and found them hanging in the closet. I quickly put on another sweater dress, which was dark blue. I wore navy jeweled ballet flats to match my outfit. Once I was dressed, I made up the bed and fixed the pillows.
As I was cleaning, I found a slip of paper on the ground. I looked at it and saw that it was a cell phone number from a girl name Ashley Milles. From what I remember of her, she is a junior here and a major slut. It must have fallen out of his pocket when I picked up his pants. I quickly put it back in his pocket even though I wanted to rip it up and put it in the waste basket. As I was about to leave, I saw a picture on his desk in the corner. It was a picture of his family, mainly his mother and father, him, his sister and brother and maybe spouses.
"That is a pic of my family," he said over my shoulder. I was a bit startled as I turned around to look at him.
"You all look so happy," I said as I smiled and looked at the picture.
"Yes, we were happy when we took the photo," he stated.
"Were happy?" I asked. I expected him to elaborate further but he just went silent. I can only assume that his family is considered a no go zone. "Is this Africa?" I asked him as I noticed the safari like background.
"Yes, South Africa," he said as he glanced at the picture.
"I've never been to Africa," I said. "I've always wanted to go. My cousin works in the Sudan for Doctors without Borders. He and his wife offered to host me if I ever wanted to go," I said.
"Why didn't you go?" he asked.
"I probably will go this summer. My father plans to build clinics over there, once he has the clearance from the Red Cross," I said as I sat the photo on the desk.
"I see you cleaned the room, but I do have a maid," he said laughingly and I giggled.
"I believe I have a small case of OCD," I said. He chuckled as he took my hand and led me into the kitchen. He had toast and fruit sitting on the table, along with orange juice and coffee. He pulled out my chair and I quickly sat down. I began to dig into the toast and sampled the fruits.
While we ate, he mentioned that he doesn't have my cell phone number. We quickly swapped phones and put in our contact information. I peeked at the time and saw that it was after 8 am.
"I should get going. I still have a few homework assignments I need to do plus the chapter reading for your class," I told him.
"While on the subject of school and, of course, us. I think it is in our best interests that neither one of us disclose the details of us," he said. He was completely right, even though I was of age I would hate for him to get into any kind of scandalous situation because of me. Also I would hate for anything to disrupt my plans for Stanford in the fall. "I mean...with you as my student it..." he was about to go on.
"Sebastian, I completely agree," I said quickly.
"You do?" he asked.
"There is no need to explain I understand more than you know. You don't have to enlighten me further and I really don't want my friends or family to find out about us," I said. In a way I didn't want our relationship to be hush, hush. However, I have to remember that what we have is not a relationship but rather an affair. And a secret affair at that, which will probably play out some time before I graduate. He had a look on his face that made him appear to be thinking hard. I wonder if he thought I was going to make a big deal about keeping us a secret.
The conversation fizzled out and then the room became awkwardly silent. I quickly stood up from the table and began to gather the dishes. "I'll clean up since you fixed breakfast," I said as I went over to the sink. I began washing the plates and as I washed, I felt him come up behind me. His hands caressed my hips and I moaned. Although my mind demanded more, my body was content with what it was currently getting. He pulled me back against him and I realized he was getting hard for me.
"Sebastian," I groaned out.
"Emma," he moaned in my ear as he bit it. "Do you know what you do to me when I see those sexy legs and that swell of your ass," he whispered as he grasped my hips and yanked me hard against him. He made slow thrusting movements as he ground his staff against my ass. "Then when I see that beautiful face looking back at me, I practically go insane with lust," he whispered against my neck. "Look back at me," he begged as he rubbed up against me. "Look back baby," he whispered.
"We can't," I cried out, but my body took over and pushed back against him as he thrust. "I have class. I have to go home and get my car," I whispered as I felt him kissing on my neck.
"I'll drive you," he said as he continued to grind into me.
"What...what if people see," I whispered.
"I'll drop you off near the campus library in the back...you can cut through," he said as he lifted the hem of my dress. I cut the water on the sink off and looked back at him. That was his sign as I felt him yank my panties down and pull his pants down as well. He yanked me back to him and lined himself up before sinking inside of me. I gripped the edge of the sink as his thrusts became maddening. His grunts were in sync with my moans, while his wandering hand grasped my breast through my dress. I looked back and saw the complete determination set in his eyes.
"Cum baby!" he growled like a beast with this intense determination.
"Yes baby, so good!" I screamed out as I felt him cum and I followed close behind. I turned around and he picked me up and he took me towards the bathroom. I threw off my dress and bra on my way to the shower. We separated so he could undress and I got into the shower to turn on the water. He finally came inside the shower with me and he picked me up and leaned me against the shower wall. His fingers wandered down and eased himself in me with one single thrust.
"I love fucking you!" he groaned out as he went faster and harder.
"Me to baby, I never want it to stop," I cried out as he and I shared a long, hard orgasm. He was kissing me hard on the lips and I kissed him deep. My mound still grinding on his cock as I rode out the orgasm. "I really have to get to school now...maybe we can sneak away for lunch," I whispered against his lips.
