“I think we have to stop here guys,” Tasha said to her students an hour later with her usual disarming smile. “We’ll meet again next week.”
“Thank you Dr. Tasha,” the students erupted.
Tasha put her tabletop into her leather briefcase bag.
“You all have a good evening,” she said and walked out of the lecture room.
“You too,” the students said to her back.
She quickly made her way to the faculty parking lot, shivering as the winter cold blew into her face. Tasha opened her SUV car door, dropped her briefcase bag on the passenger seat before she sank into the driver’s seat and started the car. She backed out of the parking lot to link the road that led to the campus’ main gate.
Tasha arrived at her doorstep seventeen minutes later and the front door opened before she pressed the doorbell.
“Hey sweetheart!” Grant’s face lit up as if they were just seeing each other in weeks, instead of a few hours ago.
“Hey you too,” she walked in. “Is someone missing me already?”
“You bet.” His voice was low and gruffy.
She let out a giggle like a schoolgirl. “You know I have missed you, darling.” He kissed her wetly on the lips and shut the door.
“Where is Tyson?” She asked, surprised that he hadn’t come running to her.
“He’s in the den sleeping,” he told her. “He said he’s tired and that he needed a nap after we played some computer games.”
“Oh,” she replied. “I hope their coach is not pushing them too hard. He’s been complaining of tiredness since last week.”
“I hope so too,” Grant said. “Let me take your coat.”
Shivers, not from the cold, ran down Tasha’s spine. She smiled into her man’s piercing eyes.
“Thanks, darling,” she slipped out of her gray trench coat and he took it. “You look stressed,” he said, hanging the coat on a hook in the entryway. “Are you tired too?”
“My back aches,” she touched her back.
“Sorry, my love,” he rubbed her back and kissed her on the shoulder as he followed her further into the living room. His hands wrapped around her middle. “I am going to give you a massage and then you will soak up in warm water after dinner.” He kissed her neck.
“Mmmm, and I will sleep afterward,” she said with a mischievous grin.
“No way,” he licked her neck up to the back of her ear. “We are going to have a little play and then you can sleep all you want after.” His dick twitched against her leg.
“You are such a naughty big teddy,” she smacked his leg playfully.
whiff of delicious aroma caught her nose.
“I smell something delicious.”
“Yes,” he turned her around. “Mac n cheese for the weather, just the way you like it, sweetie. Spicy and creamy.” He cupped her jaw and gave her a hard kiss.
She went into the den to check up on Tyson after the kiss. He was sleeping soundly. She kissed his cheek and went upstairs to change out of her work clothes.
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Grant read to Tyson until the boy slept off after dinner. He stayed for another ten minutes before dimming the light and letting himself out of the room with a fond smile.
When he walked into their bedroom, Tasha was already in bed under the covers reading an academic journal.
“Is he asleep?” She asked with a lewd smile.
“Yes, he’s asleep.” He removed his pajama top and pants and turned up the heater.
Tasha removed her reading glasses, she dropped it along with the journal on her nightstand. Her eyes fixed on his swinging member as he walked to the bed.
His cock grew harder, knowing she wasn’t wearing anything under the covers. He licked his lips, ripping the covers off slowly all the way down on the bed until she was totally bared to him.
“You are so beautiful,” he husked, as if he was seeing her nakedness for the very first time. “I’m so lucky to have you, baby.”
“Mmmm,” she moaned wantonly, her stomach tightening. She was so horny already, and she could already feel the onset of wetness in her snatch.
He moved up her body with a leg on either side of her body and draped over her like a canopy.
“Look how pretty your boobs are,” he cooed, leaning his head down, his eyes burning with his desire. “I love touching them.”
“Yes, Grant,” she mewled, her stomach turning all mushy. She loved the days he got verbal like this. “They are yours.” A tremor of liquid fire rushed over her body with his smokey look.
“Mine,” he rumbled, leaning down. He closed his lips around her pert nipple, his tongue lashing on it.
“Grant…baby…” Tasha moaned.
His fingers went to the other nipple, tweaking it.
“Oh my God, Grant,” she whispered, running her hands over his back.
He gave the other nipple the same treatment. When he was done, he licked her shivering body from her neck until he got down to her pussy.
A shudder went through her body as he ran a finger between her pussy lips. His breathing was so heavy now with his own passion.
“Your pussy is so rosy,” he murmured almost to himself. “And so wet.”
She was already senseless with desire and couldn’t talk. She only moaned.
“I’m going to make you come with my mouth,” he bellowed into her cunt. “Then I will fuck your wet pussy with my cock.”
Tasha grunted in agreement.
He opened her pussy lips with his hands and dragged his tongue over her pussy.
She gasped and came on his tongue. Feral, delicious pleasure spreading through her body. Her hands balled up into fists.
“Oh, my God! Did you just come?” He chuckled. It turned him on hugely. He darted his tongue back into her wet pussy, lapping and digging around to get the fill of all her nectar.
“I’m coming!” She wailed as another orgasm started gathering up in her when he sucked on her clit, biting it intermittently. Her eyes rolled back, she started jerking and came again. He continued to lick her up, alternating between licking her with his tongue in long strokes and circling his tongue around her taut clit.
“My God, Grant,” she panted and shifted her fingers into Grant’s hair, stroking his scalp. “You are gonna kill me with your tongue. Don’t stop, oh my God, please don’t stop!”
He digged his tongue into her, fucking her recklessly. His balls jingled and tightened, and he knew he had to be inside her. He reached for the condom to sheath himself.