Chapter 66
She was about to grab a towel when her roommate entered the bathroom with a shocked expression on her face.
“Jesus,” she said looking at Ivy’s pussy.
Ivy froze with a towel half way to her body. “What?”
Her roommate walked forward and grabbed Ivy’s jaw as she said, “You’ve been fucked hard, aren’t you?”
Ivy blushed as she saw a puddle of cum on the floor.
“Who did this?”
Ivy blushed deeper.
“Tell me, who did this.”
Ivy hesitated. “Professor Blackwood,” she murmured. “My psychology professor.”
Her roommate gave her an accusing look. “Did you have sex with your professor? The hot one?”
Ivy looked at her confused. “Hot one?”
Her roommate nodded. “The one all the girls talk about, you know who I am talking about, right?” She then shook her head and continued, “Who cares, you’re in love with him, aren’t you?” she said with a soft smile.
Ivy blushed, her heart skipping a beat at the thought.
She didn’t know how to answer that. She was still trying to process everything that had happened. Everything she felt.
Everything he made her feel.
But as she stood there, the ache between her legs throbbing-she knew.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, I am in love with him.”
Her roommate smiled as she grabbed the towel and wrapped it around her. “Well, then you better be ready to face the consequences of having an affair with a professor.”
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He was in deep shit.
He had never been with a student before
Hell, He had never been with anyone that made me feel the way Ivy Monroe did.
Her body was perfection.
Her cunt-
Fuck, it was pure heaven. Made for him and him alone.
His obsession grew every day. He fucked her every chance he got, on her desk, on his, in the library, even in his car. He couldn’t get enough of her, of her body, her sweet voice, her smile. He wanted her always, but he couldn’t have her always. The University wouldn’t allow it.
But she was worth it, every second of it. Even the risk of losing everything he had worked for, even losing her, it would all be worth it.
He knew the risks, the consequences of what could happen if they were to be found out. He could lose his job. He could be banned from teaching forever.
He could lose her. He would lose her for sure if they found out what they were doing.
But he was too far gone to stop it. He couldn’t stop it, even if he wanted to. She was his addiction and he knew he could never let go of her.
Ivy had turned his life upside down, but it was a good upside down. She made him live again. She made him feel alive for the first time in a long time and he would do anything for her. Anything at all.
“Professor Blackwood?”
He turned to look at Ivy as she walked into his office. The look in her eyes made him feel like he was home, like she was his home, his shelter. His everything.
“Hello, Ivy,” he murmured softly, his eyes drinking her in. “Missed you,” he confessed as he grabbed a hold of her hand and brought it to his mouth. He kissed her fingers softly, then turned her hand over and kissed her palm.
Ivy smiled softly. “I missed you, too. I was thinking that maybe-”
She didn’t get to finish whatever she was about to say, because his cell phone rang. He sighed as he answered it and then cursed when he heard who was on the line. The Dean.
He wasn’t supposed to meet with him for another week, so this couldn’t be good.
“Hello, Dean,” he said in a bored tone.
The Dean snorted in irritation. “Blackwood,” he sneered. “You need to come to my office right now.”
Adrian frowned. “And why is that?”
The Dean’s voice lowered into a threatening tone. “You know exactly why,” he said coldly. “Don’t make me tell you over the phone, Blackwood.”
Adrian sighed softly as he hung up the phone and looked at Ivy. He knew exactly what this was about.
But fuck the Dean. Fuck all of them.
“Take off your panties,” he ordered coldly.
Ivy’s eyes widened, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties, her eyes looking up at him with a burning fire as she did.
Adrian moved closer and grabbed them from her, bringing them to his nose and breathing in her scent. “Good girl.”
Ivy’s breath caught at the words. He loved when he praised her. She loved when he called her a good girl.
Then Adrian moved back and took out a condom, which he handed to her. “Put this on me.” He murmured as he reached down and pulled out his cock.
Ivy nodded, reaching down for the condom and sliding it on slowly, torturing him until he couldn’t take it anymore and he grabbed her around the waist, lifting her up and placing her down on top of his dick. He slid into her with one hard thrust, making her gasp in pleasure as she fell forward and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Adrian moaned as he wrapped his arms around her waist, his mouth coming to hers in a hard kiss.
“Ride me,” he said hoarsely. “Fuck me hard, baby. Fuck me until I come deep inside your tight little pussy.”
Ivy nodded breathlessly as she began to move up and down on his cock, the walls of her pussy clamping down on him as she rode him.
“Harder,” he commanded, his voice echoing in the room. “Harder, Ivy.”
She whimpered as she picked up her pace, bouncing up and down on his dick until he felt the pressure building at the base of his cock.
“I’m close,” he moaned, his hand sliding down her stomach and between her legs. “Come with me, Ivy. Come for me.”
She nodded, her face twisting up in pleasure as she let go and came around his cock.
He moaned loudly as she came, his cock pulsing until-
He came deep inside her. He came so hard he felt like he had given her every drop of him, every ounce of cum he had inside of him.
He felt drained.
He felt fucking perfect.
They stayed like that for a few seconds, their bodies wrapped around each other’s as they tried to catch their breath.
Then she leaned back and kissed him softly. “You’re going to be late for your meeting.”
He nodded, reluctantly pulling out of her and helping her off his lap. Then he grabbed the trash bin and threw the condom away, zipping up his pants as he looked at her.
She looked beautiful, her hair mussed, her lips swollen from his kisses.
“Go to my place after your last class,” he murmured as she grabbed her panties and turned to leave. “I’ll be there.”
Ivy smiled and nodded as she put on her panties. “I love you,” she murmured softly.
Adrian swallowed as he heard the words, his heart skipping a beat as he let them soak in.
“Ditto, princess,” he murmured, reaching forward and cupping her cheek in his hand. “Ditto.”