Abi knocked on the door of Dr. Byrnes' office. Byrnes was Abi's History professor, and he was also her most attractive one. He was tall and strong, with a beard that he kept shaved close to his face, giving his sculpted jaw line even more definition. And he was young, not more than 8 years over Abi's nineteen. She had always been attracted to him, and hoped to God that he didn't know. She'd be mortified.
Abi was nervous. She was at his office after class because he'd asked her to be. She was sure that it was because he had caught her staring at the bulge in his pants earlier that day. He had been standing in front of the class, right in front of her desk, and then he had sat down, crossing his ankles in front of him, pushing his package up in his lap, and she had not been able to look away. He's going to chew me out, she thought. I'm done. He's going to fail me.
As she tried to think of an excuse to explain away her blatant ogling, a deep voice came through the door.
"Come on in."
She took hold of the door handle and slowly pushed it open. Dr. Byrnes was seated across the room at his desk.
"Hello, Abi."
"Um... Hi, Dr. Byrnes."
He looked up at her, his face stern. "Well, sit down." He gestured to a couch off to the side of the room, grouped with two worn armchairs. Abi walked over to the couch and sat down, a sinking feeling growing in the pit of her stomach. She grimaced at his curt attitude.
Her professor walked over and sat opposite her in an armchair. "Abi, I think you know why I asked you here."
It's over. I'm done.
"I really enjoy having you in my class, Abi."
What? her stomach jumped. Maybe he didn't actually see me!
"You seem very intelligent. You have a lot of potential."
"Um... Thanks? I try hard."
"I can tell. But it's more than that, Abi. You seem very intent on impressing me." Dr. Byrnes looked at her with penetrating green eyes. It was somewhat unnerving.
"Uh..." Abi answered lamely, "I try to keep on my professors' good sides."
Dr. Byrnes looked skeptical. "You seem to have taken a particular liking to me."
"What do you mean? I mean, I like your class and all..." Abi's heart was racing. He knows.
"Abi, I saw you staring at me today," her professor said frankly.
"Wha—? I... uh... I don't know what you're, um... talking about." I'm dead.
Dr. Byrnes raised his eyebrows and smirked. "You're a terrible liar, Abi."
Abi burst into tears. "I'm sorry, Dr. Byrnes! I... I... It will never happen again, I promise!" Dr. Byrnes got up from his chair quickly and sat beside her.
"Shh, Abi. Calm down." He put his arm around her and she leaned in awkwardly. "Shh." He tipped her chin up and looked at her, his eyes smoldering. "I never said I didn't like it."
He took her face between his hands and brought his lips to hers. The spark was electrifying, sending shivers all the way between Abi's legs, but she pulled away.
"We shouldn't be doing this, Dr. Byrnes," she said half-heartedly. "It's..."
He looked at her skeptically. "It's what? Abi, you and I both know you don't mean that."
She looked down, embarrassed. "I know. I mean, I'm really attracted to you... it's just... you're my teacher... I mean, I could never..." She looked down at his package. It was noticeably bigger than earlier.
"Sure you can." He grabbed her face with both strong, calloused hands and kissed her roughly.
Abi was taken aback—in a very good way—at his roughness. She was getting increasingly turned on at the prospect of being with an older, more experienced man... who also happened to be her teacher. The sheer taboo of it made her even more excited.
Dr. Byrnes ran his fingers through her hair, then reached in between them and found her nipples through her thin shirt. He ran his thumbs over them lightly. "Oh my god..." she gasped, breaking the kiss only for a second. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and tugged it over her head, then unclasped her bra. She found herself naked from the waist up, and all of a sudden, before she could do anything, Dr. Byrnes grabbed her around the waist and began to trail rough kisses from her neck downward. He bent his head and his mouth found her nipple. He sucked hard on it, and Abi moaned. "Dr. Byrnes... Oh my god."
His lips felt so good on her breasts. He kissed all over them, starting on the underside, then rounding her nipple. He planted rough kisses all up her chest and onto her neck, sucking on the skin behind her ear. She threw her head back and sighed as he worked his mouth back down her chest, locking once more on her now hard nipple, lightly squeezing its pair between his thumb and forefinger.
Abi was overcome with pleasure. He knew exactly where to touch her, exactly where to kiss to make her mouth water and make her so wet.
Her fingers dug into his scalp and she tugged him off of her. Before he could protest, she grabbed the collar of his shirt and ripped it open. "My turn," she said with a grin. She looked down and found an amazing, defined chest framed by thick arms and broad shoulders. He looked so strong, like he could throw her around if he wanted to. And she wanted him to.
She put her hands on his hard shoulders and stood on her toes to suck lightly on his neck. He threw his head back and breathed her name. Her lips were soft but firm on his neck, and he imagined that that was what her clit would feel like. She whispered in his ear, her breath hot on his neck. "Put your hands on me." He reached down and rubbed her through her jeans.
"Oh, Byrnes... yes..."
Abi ran her hands down his chest, feeling his pounding heartbeat for a second, and then cupped him through his slacks. She could feel him harden and thicken. His eyes widened and he gasped. "Oh, Abi..."
