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CHAPTER ELEVEN
Eden
My chest was heaving,and I was struggling for air. Initially, it was because he was choking me through an orgasm. Now? Now it was because I had realized what I’d just done, and panic was taking hold.
I fucked my professor. Without a condom.
“Oh my god,” I lamented aloud.
Silas, still sitting on the bed, looked hurt and confused, like I’d kicked his puppy—or his balls. Shit. Talk about not making the best decisions when you’re emotionally vulnerable.
“A. One. Night. Stand?” he echoed.
He’d break a tooth if he gritted his teeth any harder. I could hear it from several feet away.
“Yes.”
“You think I would risk my career on a woman if she were only a hookup? This’s not whatthisis— not for me. I’ve been trying to make you see for weeks!”
Alarm turned my stomach. “For weeks? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You know.”
Son-of-a-bitch!“I thought I was going crazy,” I muttered. “But yeah, I should have fucking known.”
This push and pull between us wasn’t healthy. We were toxic. Our forbidden liaisons were titillating, true, but we could no longer continue like this. While the sex was hot, it wasn’t worth ruining both our careers—no, our lives.
And what the fuck was up with his“locking this pussy down”spiel, and him wanting to get me pregnant as soon as he could? What was wrong with him? Absolutely, too far.
Silas just kept staring at me like he expected me to make the situation make sense. I guess he was in shock. What did he think this was? After all the flings he had, surely he couldn’t think what we had—did—was serious.
“Look, it was fun,” I said softly, “but we can’t do this again. We both have too much to lose.”
He rose and came toward me, but I shoved him toward the bedroom door, escorting him out of my space. Now that my mind was clearer, and I had come down from the worst day of my life, I knew I needed to nip this in the bud before I made it worse.
He stopped in his tracks in the hall. “You think this was a mistake?”
I nodded, keeping my head down. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let it happen.” I knew better than to fuck my professor. It shouldn’t have mattered what was going on in my life.
“It wasn’t a mistake,” he growled. He took two steps as if he’d intended to storm out, but then swung around and stalked back, his movements predatory and dangerous. “No, we’re not done.”
The sheer presence of him looming as he backed me into my room scared me. He was relentless, refusing to let me escape. I tumbled back onto the bed when my knees hit the mattress, but Silas was already crawling between my legs before I landed.
I put my hands on his shoulders and tried to push him back, but that just encouraged him to go lower, lift and spread my thighs, and lick my cream like a thirsty cat.
“No,” I moaned. I tried to wiggle away from him. “Silas, please…”
“Quit moving,” he demanded, then punctuated his command with a hard smack on my clit. “Be still.”*smack*
I squeaked in surprise. No one had ever done that before. I wasn’t sure how to respond. It had served his purpose. I had stopped squirming. He had resumed licking.
Already, the heat was building in my stomach. Silas knew exactly what he was doing. Before I knew it, I was rubbing my pussy all over his mouth, trying to get him to suck on my clit, as if I hadn’t just told him to get the fuck out.
He gave attention everywhere except that little nub that needed it most. Before I knew it, I was begging him. As I started to crest on a pleasurable peak, Silas pulled away. I cried out, my pussy clenching on nothing.
“Say this isn’t a mistake,” he growled.
“Fuck!” I felt a gush of wetness on my thighs. “It’s not a mistake,” I cried.
