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I opened my mouth and sucked on my fingers, her flavor exploding on my tongue. I would forever know what she tasted like, the very essence of her ingrained in my cells, my very marrow.
I was still hard as fucking rock, my damn cock digging against my zipper, the need to relieve myself strong. But I wanted to wait, wanted to be buried deep between her thighs when I came.
My office door was closed, and I contemplated relieving myself just a little. I had my hand curled tightly around the armrest of my chair, my arousal so fucking far gone that I wanted to say fuck waiting and just get myself off. My balls were drawn up tight, and my desire pumped through my veins. I used my other hand to unzip my slacks, reached between the fly, and pulled out my dick.
The groan was ripped from me when I touched myself.
I moved my hand over my length, from root to tip, moving my palm over the head and grunting as pleasure and sensitivity slammed into me. Pre-cum lined the tip of my shaft, and I used it as lubrication, dragging my hand back down my dick and squeezing when I reached the base.
Fuck, I was so turned on I probably could’ve come with a couple more strokes.
But I forced myself to stop, tucked my cock back into my slacks, and zipped it up. I had both hands on the armrests now, my fingers curled around the leather, a creaking sound from the force I used filling my head.
Tonight would be the night I finally took her, when I irrevocably claimed Grace. She’d be tied to me, know that I wasn’t going to give her up.
Tonight I’d have her in my bed, my body positioned between her thighs, my cock deep inside of her. I’d make her come so many times she couldn’t stand, couldn’t sit comfortably for how sensitive she was.
I was going to devour her, and when it was all said and done, I’d do it all over again.
ChapterFifteen
Grace
“Ican’t believe you’re actually doing this.”
I glanced over at Sherry. She was sitting on top of a stainless-steel table that was pushed up against the wall in the back room of the coffee shop.
I’d locked up twenty minutes ago, had brought a change of clothes with me, and was so nervous my hands were shaking as I undid my hair from the ponytail and finger combed it. I should’ve just told him to meet me at my place, or that I’d meet him at the restaurant.
But the thought of him picking me up, making this feel like a real date, thrilled me. So, here I was, looking at myself in the small mirror above the sink in the corner, wondering exactly what was going to happen tonight.
Oh, I knew what I wanted to happen, but whether or not Lucian would be able to control himself was another matter. His willpower was strong, far stronger than mine. Whereas I would’ve let him fuck me right there in his office with students and faculty coming and going right outside his office door, he’d been able to calmly compose himself and talk to his TA like he hadn’t had a finger deep in my pussy just moments before.
I braced my hands on the sink and breathed out slowly. I turned and faced Sherry and saw she had her full attention on me. “This is insane, I know it, but it feels so right. It feels so good.”
She tipped her head to the side and gave me a small smile. “You really are that far gone for him, aren’t you?”
I licked my lips and nodded. “I love him, Sherry, and a part of that scares me because I feel it so intensely.” Maybe I shouldn’t have blurted it out right here, right now, but she was the only one I trusted implicitly to talk with about this.
“Gracie, just be careful, okay? You’re so much younger than he is. I don’t know anything about Professor Goode, but just the way he looks, the way he handles himself, it’s clear he’s always in control, has his shit together. I don’t know how experienced he is in any of this, but I know you. I know how deeply you care.” She gave me a sad but warm smile. “I know that he could really hurt you if he wanted to and he wouldn’t even realize how deep it went. You’re such an open book, your heart so big that I know if you let him fully in and things don’t work out, you’ll be shattered.”
She was right, and I think a part of my fear stemmed from that. But I also wanted to tell her that that wasn’t how it was between us, that I could feel how much he wanted me. That I could feel how deep his feelings ran for me.
They were bottomless. Just like mine.
When I looked into his eyes, I could see that truth, and I had reached out and grabbed it, held on to it like there was nothing else that could keep me stable.
I’d loved him hard, fast, and undeniably. And although I felt how much he wanted me, cared about me too, I just hoped my emotions didn’t drag me down to where there was no coming back.
Sherry hopped off the table and walked over to me. She smoothed her fingers through my hair, fluffing up the locks, and then smiled and took a step back.
“So pretty.” She looked me up and down, giving me an approving hum.
“Not too plain?”
She shook her head. “Just perfect.”
I looked at the clock on the wall and knew Lucian would be here any moment.
