Professor Hunter grimaced. “It’s not a rumor; it’s true.”
“What did you do? Have sex with a student?” I asked the question as casually as possible and laughed awkwardly.
“What? No, Penny. I haven’t made a habit of sleeping with students. You’re the exception.” He shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
So he hadn’t gotten fired because of that. What had he done, then? He hadn’t answered my question. “So, what did you do?”
“The dean of the college was the one that I walked in on having sex with Isabella. It didn’t end well.”
Melissa was right?! “Did you have a fist fight or something?”
“Penny, he was in my bed. It’s one thing to suspect it; it’s another to see it.”
“You have anger problems, don’t you?”
He rubbed his hand down his face and then back up. Everything he did was so sexy.
“I don’t think I’d put it that way,” he said.
“So what would you call it?” I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
“Passion maybe.” He leaned over and kissed me. Any leftover anger I had disappeared when his lips touched mine. I grabbed the collar of his jacket and pulled him closer to me. I wanted to make him forget his pain.
He stopped kissing me for a moment and stared at me with his piercing brown eyes. “God I missed you,” he whispered.
“I missed you too.”
He leaned over me and pushed a button. My seat began to slowly recline. He started to move over the center console and his ass hit the horn.
I started laughing as he straddled me. He silenced me with a kiss. His hand slid from my cheek, down my neck, and onto my breast. He squeezed it hard before letting his hand wander down to the waistline of my yoga pants.
“Professor Hunter?”
“You said there was no one around.”
“Shouldn’t we go back to your place?”
“You tortured me for almost a week, Penny. I’m not waiting another second. Switch places with me.”
I ungracefully slid to the side and got on top of him, bumping into the door and dashboard as he laughed at me.
“Ow,” I muttered.
He placed a kiss on my lips as he slid my yoga pants and thong down my thighs. Every inch of me felt alive with temptation. Professor Hunter really wasn’t a bad man. He was still who I had fallen in love with. And I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. I slid off my shoes and kicked off my pants as he pushed his jeans and boxers to the floor of the car. His massive erection had already sprung to life.
I leaned over and kissed him. Without hesitation, he grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto his length. The sensation of him filling me made me gasp. I pressed my hand against the passenger window.
“Don’t put me through that again, Penny.” He kissed my neck as he moved my hips faster and faster.
“Never.” His hands slid to my ass and he slammed his cock into me. I moaned as his fingers dug into my skin. I loved the way he knew exactly what to do to make me completely surrender my body to him. He pulled me closer to him.
“Promise me.”
“I promise,” I said breathlessly.
The seat belt buckle hit my knee and I quickly pushed it aside. The angle in the car was awkward but the sensation of him inside me was all that mattered.
“You’re mine,” he growled.
I felt a pang of guilt about Tyler, but the thought quickly disappeared as Professor Hunter thrust himself deep inside me again.
“Yes! I’m yours!” I moaned.
The windows were soon completely fogged up besides for my handprint. Professor Hunter continued to guide my hips, going faster and faster.
“Come for me, Penny.” He lifted his hips slightly, pressing his erection into a spot that I didn’t even know existed. Oh God! The sensation made my whole body shake.
“Professor Hunter!” I clenched myself around him as his hot cum shot through me. He pulsed inside of me, again and again.
I collapsed on top of him. He kissed the top of my head and wrapped his arms around me.
Sunday
I reread my speech again and took a deep breath. My stomach was in knots, and not just because of the speech. Professor Hunter had finally opened up to me, and I was the one that was still hiding the truth from him. He probably wouldn’t want anything to do with me once he found out I was only 19. And then there was Tyler. How could I have feelings for two men at once? My room felt hot. I put my hair into a ponytail and started to read my speech again.
“That’s quite the hickey, Penny,” Melissa said.
“What?” I ran over to the mirror. “Shit.” I tilted my head and looked at the small bruise on my neck. I quickly pulled my hair tie out and let my hair fall over the dark spot.
“So you hung out with Tyler again last night, huh?”
I began to blush. “No, last night I was talking to Pro… choo!” I tried to cover up my mistake with a fake sneeze. I added a light cough. There were too many secrets, and too many things to remember. “I must be getting a cold or something. No, last night I was following your advice and talking to James.”
“Penny, you’ve gone from future cat lady to quite the slut.”
I put my hand over my hickey. “Melissa!”
“I’m just messing with you. But really, do they both know about each other now? You’re allowed to date more than one person at a time, but you should probably be upfront about it. James really must be sexy as hell because Tyler is hot… like really hot.”
I sat back down on my bed. “I don’t think I know how to date two people at once. And I don’t think I want to. What should I do?”
“Make a pro-con list?” Melissa grabbed a sheet of paper. “Okay, pros for James?”
“Well, he really is sexy. And he’s sweet. He’s also very mature. And I have so much fun when I’m with him. He’s so spontaneous.”