He kept his hands on my ass but pulled out of me. I felt empty without him. He set me on my feet and turned me around. My whole body felt alive, like only he could do to me. He leaned forward so that his erection was on the small of my back. He grabbed my hands and put them on the wall.
I was breathing fast, waiting to see what he did.
“You asked me to punish you.” He grabbed my hips and pulled them back so that I was arching my back with my hands still pressed against the wall. “And I intend to.” His voice sounded tight. “Don’t move out of this position.” He slapped my ass hard with his palm.
I gasped in surprise.
“When I tell you it’s time to go, you will not make me ask twice. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I said breathlessly.
He spanked me again.
Fuck. Why is this turning me on?
“You will not jeopardize your safety on purpose.”
“I didn’t…”
He slapped my ass harder. “Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
He cradled my ass in his hand, caressing it gently. His other hand slipped between my thighs. My body trembled with anticipation. One of his fingers slid inside my wetness.
“Professor Hunter,” I panted.
And then he spanked me harder still. “And you will not lie to me.” Another one of his fingers joined in.
“Never.” My cheek stung. But his fingers were driving me crazy. All I could feel was the sensation of him inside of me, teasing me.
He slapped my ass again. “Tell me that you need me as much as I need you.”
“I need you. I need you, Professor Hunter.” And it was true. I needed him. I had never stopped needing him.
He grabbed my hips and thrust himself back inside of me. Fuck yes. He was angry with me. I loved when he was angry with me. His fingernails dug into my skin. There was nothing better than the feeling of him inside of me. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. His dick was so deep inside of me that it hurt. He was fucking me harder than he ever had before. He gyrated his hips.
“Professor Hunter,” I moaned.
“Come for me, Penny.” He pulled my hair again.
I was close. Every time he thrust, it felt like he was slapping my raw cheek again. The combination of pain and pleasure was too much to bear. “Professor Hunter,” I groaned. As soon as I said his name I felt his hot liquid shoot through me. There was no feeling better than him coming inside of me. He knelt down behind me and placed a kiss where he had slapped me.
“The thought of you screaming his name haunts me. Never again. You’re mine.” He kissed my cheek again.
I turned to face him. He was still on his knees. It looked like he was in actual pain. He leaned forward and kissed the bruise on my stomach.
I knelt down in front of him. “I didn’t scream his name. Actually, I screamed yours.” I shrugged my shoulders.
For the first time this morning there was a glint of humor in his eyes. “I’m not as easy to forget as you implied?”
“No. I’ve tried.”
“I wanted you to.”
I looked into his eyes. He looked so vulnerable. I could tell we were about to have the conversation that I had so badly wanted these past few weeks. And now that it was here, I was scared to have it. “What? What do you mean?”
“I wanted you to forget about me. That’s why I haven’t been talking to you.”
“Why? I told you that I loved you.”
“I know. But I’m no good for you. You deserve someone without so much… without so many issues.”
“What issues?”
“You were right. You don’t know me as well as you should.”
“I do.”
“You don’t.”
His words haunted me. I thought I had found out all his secrets. What else is he hiding from me?
“So if you wanted me to forget about you, why did you come to the party last night?”
“When you sent me that text about having a nice life it made me realize that I couldn’t. Not unless you were in it.”
“That’s a selfish reason.” I repeated the words back to him that he had used when I told him my excuse for lying to him.
“It is. But I’ve seen you disappearing these past few weeks. Not eating. Drinking too much. Not focusing in class. I may be bad for you, but I’m better than the alternative.”
“So I get to be with you by default?”
“I need you, Penny. I’m addicted to you. I want what’s best for you. And I’m going to try hard to be that for you.”
“You know that I’m addicted to you too. Or else our argument wouldn’t have just turned into sex. But you left me. I’ve never felt so broken before. Tyler was there to help try and pick up the pieces. And if I’m being honest, I didn’t just sleep with him because I was drunk.”
“I know.” Professor Hunter gritted his teeth.
“I have feelings for him too.”
Professor Hunter sighed. “Here is where I should tell you to go to him. Where I should be unselfish. Please don’t make me do that.”
“I know you said you needed time, but you waited so long. You made it seem like you wanted nothing to do with me. You wouldn’t even look at me in class. I thought… I thought…” I put my face in my hands. “I made a mess of everything.”
“No, I did.” Professor Hunter grabbed my face in his hands. “I never should have walked out on you that night. I understand why you lied. And I did exactly what you feared. But I need you to know that the age difference means nothing to me.”
“When you were in high school, I was in elementary school.”
Professor Hunter laughed. “It doesn’t matter.”
“You’re my professor.”
“It doesn’t matter.” He leaned forward and kissed me. I could feel the cut on his lip. But that didn’t stop him. He grabbed the back of my head and leaned into me until my back was against the cool tile. “I’m sorry.” He kissed the top of my bandage, then the side of my neck. He left a trail of kisses between my breasts and down my stomach.
“Mmm.”
He kissed the inside of my thigh. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too.”
He kissed the inside of my other thigh. “I want you again,” he whispered against my skin. He lightly brushed his fingers against my clit. I was still aroused. I had been without him for so long. And now that I was in his presence again, I couldn’t get enough of him.