Her mind was whirling with thoughts of Parker, who was in the opposite room. A confusing mix of fear and desire washed over her as she turned and tossed on the bed. Her body yawned for the man in the room opposite. Parker. Her former student and a younger man. A pang of desire stabbed her, a sharp, sweet ache was burning from her core. She wondered if he was already sleeping or thinking about her, too.
“Parker,” she whispered his name in the darkness of her room. Then she heard a soft knock on the door. She was so sure it was him; her heart leaped, a joyous, frantic bird trapped in her ribcage.
“It had to be Parker,” she thought to herself and scrambled out of the bed.
There was another soft knock as she got to the door.
“Who is it?” She asked tentatively.
“Parker,” he rumbled from the other side of the door.
She unlocked the door, and he was standing there with a slow smile playing on his lips.
“I can’t seem to fall asleep,” he said.
“Me too,” she replied, her voice a warm caress to his soul.
“Come in,” she stepped aside for him.
He walked in and he came up behind her as she was locking the door.
“Why have you been avoiding me, Tasha?” He growled behind her, his voice husky with desire.
“Parker…” his warm breath on her neck sent electric shock down her spine.
“Tell me?” He licked her neck.
She gasped, “Parker, you were my student and I am older than you.”
“I was your student,” he said in a low, rumbling voice. “And age is just a number. I can see how much you wanted me.”
“I don’t know.” She bit her lips.
“Stop overthinking. Let’s enjoy the moment.”
She sighed audibly.
“I have always had something for you,” he croaked. “Since the first day you walked into the class to teach us. I want you so much, Tasha.”
Her knees went weak hearing those words coming out of his mouth.
“You want me as much as I want you,” he turned her around and his eyes darkened as their gaze met. He brushed strands of hair out of her face. “I can see it in your eyes,” he moved his hands behind her neck before he even finished his words. A low groan rumbled in his chest as his mouth crashed down on hers in a hard kiss, which had both of them gasping.
He tasted so good, minty and sweet at the same time. “Parker,” she growled as she opened up her mouth to his tongue.
His hands glided down her shoulders, down to her arms, and went to grip her hips. The bulge of his erection standing strong between them.
He broke off the kiss and pulled her sleeveless nightgown over her head, dropping it on the floor.
“Fuck, Tash,” he moaned, seeing she was wearing nothing under her nightgown.
Her core pooled with arousal as his smoky eyes ran over her body.
“Come here,” he hurled her into his arms and tossed her on the bed. He stood back, but he fixed his eyes on her as he took off his clothing. His gaze blazing with desire and lust and affection. He went back to her on the bed, totally naked like her. He hovered over her. “You are so beautiful,” he said in a husky voice, and kissed her again. “I have always dreamed of having you like this.”
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His lips tongue circled around one nipple. His fingers pinched the second one, he rolled the nipple between his fingers as his teeth grazed on the second one.
“Parker…” she moaned loudly. She had missed the touch of a man. The whole of her body pulsated with passion. Her pussy juices were already trailing down her legs.
“Oh Parker, that feels so good,” she cooed, enjoying his ministration on her body. “Don’t stop, don’t stop.”
“I have to be inside you now, Prof.,” he grunted, lifting his head up. “You want that, don’t you?” he rubbed the side of her breast. “You want me to bury my hard rod in you?”
“God, yes,” she moaned. “Put it in me, I want it.”
“Open these legs, doll,” he said, parting her legs and staring at her well kept crotch.
“Fuck, you are so wet for me,” he howled and stuck two fingers inside her. His breath caught in his throat as he felt her velvety wetness. “God, Prof., your pussy is so slimy…just the way I like.”
“Parker…. Parker,” she purred, heat spreading through her. She shuddered with pleasure.
He removed his fingers when he realized she was about to come.
She groaned at the sudden emptiness.
He chuckled, “something bigger and better is here.” He whispered and ran the head of his erection through the length of her slit.
Tasha squealed, “…so good.”
“Yes, Prof.,” he leaned over and kissed her slowly as he slipped his cock inside her.
She wrapped her arms around his back, holding him tightly when he broke off the kiss.
“Prof.,” he husked. “I can’t believe I’m doing this. It’s so right, so good. Your pussy is gripping my rod so tight” He started fucking her slowly.
“Yesss, so good, doc.,” she gave him a lustful smile. “Your cock fits so well in me.”
“I know,” he said.
“Fuck me harder, Parker!” She gasped.
“Yes, boss.”
He moved in and out faster.
“Yes, fuck me,” she panted. “God, I want you to fuck me hard.” She arched her back.
He drove his cock faster and harder once and withdrew himself slowly, sending sparks of pleasure into her cunt.
“Ahhh, ahh, Parker,” her body quivered.
He slammed back into her. His hand moved to her clit. He rubbed it and curled his fingers around it.
“You are going to make me come,” she grunted, closing her eyes against the tide of passion washing over her.
He rubbed her clit harder, fucked her harder.
“I’m gonna come,” she gasped, gripping his arms. “Parker.”
Her climax rushed through her body and knocked her down.
“Parker!” she yelled, and her body went still.
“Are you ready for me?” he howled as his balls tightened. “Tasha, I’m going to come.” His thrusting became rough. He was like an animal in heat. He made her come the second time before he screamed her name with his climax taking over him like a tornado.