Behind Closed Doors, page 11
Just one kiss, I tell myself unconvincingly. Just one to tide us over until next time…
But as always with a drug addict, just one tiny hit isn’t enough. Immediately, I want more, I need more, I can’t help myself. I roll myself against myself, molding myself in to him once more. Now we really are back to that night and there isn’t a damn thing that can stop us. Leo moans with pleasure as his hands slide delicately around to my butt. Thankfully, it doesn’t seem like he is thinking straight either because he definitely isn’t putting a stop to this. In fact, I’m pretty sure his eager fingers are slipping around to where I am so desperate for him…
It’s so nice to be touched by someone that I want, someone who is touching me in a way that I like. After that awful out of control experience at the bar, it’s nice to have someone erasing that. He spins me through the dining room and in to the living room where we can get more comfortable, where we can continue what is probably going to end up being a mistake, but that really doesn’t feel anything but right at the moment.
All of a sudden, I lay back on his couch, he’s on top of me, his gorgeous body weight rested against me. I toss my head back and give him my throat which he sucks and licks hungrily open as if it’s the tastiest meal on the planet. But he doesn’t stay there for long. My eyes fall closed as his lips connect with other parts of me, slowly making his way down to my nipples. After my dream about him, I really want him there. I arch my back and put my breasts in his mouth, but there is the serious frustration of the material in the way.
Just as I’m about to ask Leo if he wants me to take my dress off, he moves away, shacking me by kissing the deep insides of my thighs instead. This alone causes all the air to be stripped out of my lungs. His lips are near where I’m aching for him, down where I’m throbbing, and I’m equally terrified and thrilled that he might connect with me there. I stiffen up, unsure which side of the fence I want to fall over, but then he ever so lightly grazes his fingers over my panties, and I fall. As nerve wracking as this new experience is, I want it with him.
“Can I take these off?” he asks in a low growl. “I want to really see you?”
My fingers curl around the edges of the couch cushions as I nod. I want to scream out my answer, but I’d need some kind of strength for that, and I just don’t have any. Luckily, he must be watching me because within a heartbeat, the material has shed away and I can feel his intense breaths tickling all over my core.
“So beautiful,” he murmurs. “And your scent is absolutely intoxicating.”
He presses the lightest of kisses against my clit, but that alone is enough to switch my vocal cords back on. I let out a deep and guttural sound that comes from somewhere within the animal part of me. This brings his mouth back to me and he flutters kisses up and down my soaking wet slit, causing a buzzing range of sensations for me to deal with. I don’t know where my head is at as he does this, I’m all over the place, feeling everything at once.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp and grunt, my body bucking and writing. “Fucking hell, Leo that feels so good.”
My words of encouragement turn him in to a mad man on a mission. He plunges his tongue deep inside of me and massages me in a way that feels utterly phenomenal. I need to hold on to him, to know for sure that he’s the one giving me the intense pleasure, so I reach forward to grab on to his hair, loving the way that I can run my fingers through the delightfully soft strands while he sends me to heaven and back.,,
But the moment that his tongue finds my clit and he begins tracing the most incredible feeling patterns over it, I tip over the edge in to losing my mind. I gasp and pant heavily while he completely transforms my body in to a base of pleasure. It vibrates all the way through me, starting at my core and spreading through my system as he continues to lick me like a damn lollipop until I literally can’t take it any longer.
“Fuck, oh my God, this is too much,” I warn Leo. “You are sending me over the edge, Leo.”
But his name on my lips is like a prayer on my lips. Just saying it sends me flying. I don’t quite know when it happened, I can’t quite pin point the moment, but now I’m swimming in pleasure. The orgasm is screaming through me. It’s so fast that I don’t even think I’m on the couch anymore. I’m flying higher than air with his mouth still eating me alive. I didn’t think that it could be better than it was when we were having sex, but this might be even more incredible. This pleasure is something else. It’s driving me wild. I never want his tongue to stop caressing me because it’s fucking amazing. Leo’s mouth is the best thing ever.
“Oh, Leo,” I gasp out, trying to communicate how much I like him. “Professor Fincham…”
Ooh, I don’t know where that came in to play, but calling him professor is oddly sexy and it seems to make the pleasure last that much longer. I guess because it reminds me just how naughty this is.
“Oh wow…” As soon as the pleasure stops bursting through me, I collapse in a heap on the couch with his arms around me. Having him hold me like he has done once before is a wonderful reminder, it’s also a little hint about what is to come. “Leo, that was so bad, wasn’t it? But oh my God, it felt so good.”
He chuckles and pulls me back to him for a kiss. I can taste myself on his lips and I weirdly like it. I keep pulling him back to me for more kisses. I don’t want this moment to end because it’s so perfect. I lean against him, feeling like I can rest every part of myself on him because he won’t let me fall. I trust him with all of me.
Beep, beep.
My cell phone erupts with a message which yanks the real world back into the room. It reminds me and Leo that we aren’t supposed to be doing this, so we immediately jump apart like we have been electrocuted. A heat spreads across my face as I pick my phone up to see the message that the cab is outside.
The real world really is here, and it’s time to get back to it. I fall to the earth with a thump, the air sucked out of my lungs but for a different reason this time around. It doesn’t feel as nice as it did last time.
“Oh God.” I drag my panties up, needing to be smart and suitable for public. “My cab is here.”
“You don’t have to go,” Leo replies in a sad sounding voice. “You could stay over.”
I give him a sorrowful look. “You know that I can’t. None of this should have even happened…”
“Oh no, don’t say that…” he calls after me. “Don’t see it as a bad thing…”
But now that I have said it aloud, I do. We’re supposed to be having self-control and waiting. It’s dangerous for the pair of us. He could lose his new job and I could lose my place here at Stansford University. I have such a short time left; it would be a shame for that to stop now. I don’t know what I would do without it. So, I continue running out of Leo’s home and I dive in to the back of the cab. As I reel off my address, I want it to leave quickly so that I’m not tempted to run back in there, back in to his arms. I really would rather be there than anywhere else, but it isn’t the time. I’m not here to lose everything, I’m here to make my father proud.
I watch the world whizz by out of the window, trying not to get choked up in emotion. It really doesn’t have to be this way, not since we can be together again soon, but it’s just so hard.
Chapter Nineteen
Leo
The night alone after Lauren left me was a difficult one, but at least I had the delicious memory to keep me going through it. Her body is incredible and refreshing how she feels is just what I needed. It definitely wasn’t the right thing to do and I completely understand why she had to go home when the cab arrived, but today it’s harder to look at her and not to just damn well kiss her already. I don’t even care about everything else; I just want to have her in my arms. Screw what the rest of the world says, because it’s right!
“Okay, so I have marked all of the assignments that you handed in last week,” I say as the class comes to an end. “And I am going to hand them back now. I have made comments on each and every one like I would like you to take in to consideration when it comes to the next piece, because there is room for improvement in all of you.” As expected, this causes a low murmur of chatter to burst around the room. “Don’t worry though. I don’t want all of you to think that I am unhappy with your work. I just know that you can do better.”
“Professor Fincham…” Bessie tries to reach out for my arm. “Can I stay behind and discuss my paper with you? I want to know exactly what I did wrong on mine because I worked really hard.”
“I could tell as I read your paper.” I smile thinly. “And I would rather you take some time to read through my notes before we talk about it, because I’m sure it is self-explanatory.”
I know she isn’t impressed. I can tell by the tight expression on her face, but I pull away from her anyway. I am more than happy to work with her when I think that it is appropriate, but I don’t want to encourage anything. If there is a feeling there, then I don’t want to make it any worse. Especially not when I have Lauren.
She is the one that I come to next, but instead of handing over the paper I keep it back. “But I actually do need to speak to you about your paper after class because there were a lot of issues.”
Bessie tuts loudly, clearly annoyed by this, but Lauren’s eyes widen in a horrified surprise. It’s almost like she believes me, and she doesn’t see what I’m doing. I’m trying to get her on her own for just a second to check that she is okay after last night. Not only did she run out in a hurry, but she had a trauma beforehand. I try to silently communicate that I’m just playing a little game with her, but she doesn’t seem to get it.
I will just have to explain it to her once everyone else has gone. Make her see that she did fine.
I move around the rest of the class, handing out the rest of the papers, and respond to any questions that come my way, but soon it’s time for everyone else to leave. I watch them all go one by one, glad when Bessie is with them. I half expected her to remain behind anyway to cause some issues for me. But the world is working in my favor today and I am getting exactly what I need which involves my beautiful woman waiting behind for me.
“Are you okay?” I ask her softly as soon as we are alone. “You aren’t still struggling, are you?”
“Wait, what does this have to do with my paper?” She furrows her eyebrows at me. “I thought I messed up.”
I give it to her and shake my head. “No, there isn’t anything I want to talk about with you. You have the notes on your paper just like everyone else, but you did well. I just want to see if you are okay.”
“Oh.” She breaths out a sigh of relief. “Right, I see. Well, yes, I’m fine. Last night was a bit… but I’m okay.”
I can tell that she has more to say and I really want to hear it, so I wiggle my finger at her and guide her towards my office. It isn’t exactly against the rules to have a student in there but with Lauren, it’s a risk. But everything is. Just being in the same area as her is a risk and it always seems to be one that I am willing to take.
“So, what’s going on?” She shrugs once we are inside. “I feel like I am in a lot of trouble.”
“None at all. Don’t worry. I just want to really see if you are okay. I know that last night was full on…”
“It was, but you made it good.” She smiles widely. “I’m so glad that I ran into you.”
“Good.” My chest warms up as she says that. It’s always nice to get a compliment from her. “But obviously, as I think we realized last night, we got a bit carried away, didn’t we? However awesome it was, we need to be careful, don’t we? To make sure that we don’t end up getting caught…”
The words trail off as I see a cheeky glint in her eyes. I have a funny feeling that she is creating some hot fantasy in her mind. Hearing her call me Professor Fincham in the middle of things last night was sexy as all hell. It really turned me on in a naughty way that I wasn’t expecting at all. It reminded me how wild we were being, but it also let me know that we could get even crazier if we wanted to… not that I think we should… I mean, it would be fun, sure, but we can’t actually go there, can we?
“No, I agree. We need to stick to our original plan and wait until I finish university.”
“Of course. Because we both need to focus on everything and wait until it’s safe.”
We are both nodding along to one another as if we agree with this statement, but the air is so thick in this office that I might be losing my damn mind. I can hardly breathe without tasting lust. Instead of having a little taste and pushing me and her to the back of my mind until her education is over, it’s made me want more.
“So, yes, I should probably get going, shouldn’t I?” she asks in a croaky voice. “Get on with my work…”
But she doesn’t go anywhere. Neither of us do. Instead, we crash against one another like we have been pulled together and we kiss frantically while she jumps up and wraps her legs tightly around me. Her hot core rolls against me and I immediately want to plunge deep in to her, no matter where we are.
I lean her up on my desk and cup her breasts in my hands, needing to touch her all over. Anyone could burst in at any moment. Since Nicole has taken to hanging around me a lot, I know that she could turn up and blow my cover, but I’m so lost in Lauren that I don’t care. I wrap my fingers up in her hair and keep her head pressed against mine. Her hands are around my waist, but I can definitely feel them sliding lower down by the second.
This is dangerous. My heart pounds hard against my rib cage, the terror feels like it’s coming for me but still I can’t pull away. I’m happy to fall in to the bear pit if I can tumble there with Lauren.
Her fingers graze the top of my trousers, ever so slightly slipping inside as I breathe in to give her to room to do so. I’m hard as steel for her already, completely fired up by the danger, which makes her gasp with glee. She takes me in her hand and holds me tight, before stroking me up and down as fast as she can in the restricted space that she has. To be honest, I would let her take me out if she wanted, but plausible deniability is a thing that we are really going to need if it comes to it. Not that she needs to move fast because she’s already tipping me over the edge. The softness of her skin is enough to drive me wild.
“Lauren,” I whisper in between kisses, loving he feel of her name on my lips. “Oh, Lauren.”
Seeing in to those big stunning green eyes of hers as she drives me towards the station is wonderful, it feels incredible and definitely builds our bond. I really feel her as the pressure of pleasure builds behind my balls, creating a wall, just before it erupts like a freaking volcano all over her, covering her hand.
“Fucking hell.” I want to scream, but I can’t. I can’t make any more noise than necessary. “Oh my God.”
With my heart still pounding and racing like crazy, I push her back ever so slightly. She takes her hand away from me and grabs a tissue from my desk. While she cleans herself off, I pull her thighs further apart and rub my hands up her legs. There is no way that I’m letting her get away with it that easily.
“You have no idea how gorgeous you are spread across my desk,” I murmur as I push her panties to one side. “I wish that I could just take you there because you are so incredible.”
As I plunge my fingers in to her wetness, she tosses her head back in sheer ecstasy which sets me alight. I know how to touch Lauren now, to drive her wild, which makes it even more exciting as her face contorts in pleasure. I love knowing Lauren and being able to work her body because it connects us deeply.
I massage her, I rub my thumb over her clit, I work her until her whole body tightens up. As her walls contort around me, clamping my fingers inside of her, I lose my damn mind. She is so stunning, so amazing, yet still so forbidden. It makes my touch of her that much more thrilling. She shudders and falls apart on me and it makes me fall even deeper for her. I think I could be deeper than I’m even allowing myself to believe right now.
“Oh God,” she groans as she swims in the post orgasmic bliss. “Leo, what are you doing to me? This is so bad. Every time I think that me and you should keep the hell apart, you pull something like that.”
“I’m sorry, I am bad,” I admit. “I just find it impossible to keep away from you.” I lean down and kiss her, really not wanting it to be the final time for ages. “Maybe we need to rethink what we’re doing.”
“You sound like you have a plan in mind.” She cocks her head and looks at me curiously. “Do you? Oh my God, please tell me that you have a plan in mind…”
I shrug and take her face in my hands and kiss her again. The plan in my brain forms, but I don’t know if it’s the best idea. I’m pretty sure that it’s still my heart thinking and my brain hasn’t quite kicked in to gear yet which is why I am kissing her. Actually, that probably isn’t helping because my heart is swelling, and my brain is shrinking. I don’t know if I can wait, I don’t know if I want to be separated from her again, even if it is only for a short time. But we need to find a way to make it work for us so neither of us lose anything.
Chapter Twenty
Lauren
I feel anxiety spiking through me as I step inside the sandwich shop because it’s my first shift with Marnie since that night, and I don’t know how she is going to react around me. We certainly haven’t discussed anything that happened with Danny, and I’m not sure if I want to now. I just want to forget about it.
“Hey there, girl!” Marnie calls out in a happy tone of voice, which surprises me. “How are you?”
She has her usual smile going on which relaxes me a little. At least she isn’t furious. “All good, and you?”
“Yes, good thank you.” She nods slowly. “Been quite busy today but aside from that all good.”
I head behind the counter and get myself all sorted and ready to begin a shift. I don’t know why I have spent all the time worrying when Marnie is just her usual typical self. Just like normal.
