Eight

My eyes have adjusted to the darkness now. I'm able to slightly see his sculpted face. He watches me while I watch him.
I don't know if sleeping in here made it any better for my case. I'm so tempted to straddle him and bite his lip. My breathing becomes heavier now, causing me to bite my lip.
"It may be dark, Miss White, but I can see you biting your lip." He mumbles.
"Do something about it." I challenge softly.
Without hesitation, he throws his arm over me until his elbow rests by my bicep. His sage essence becomes stronger with him just inches above me. He then pushes his lips into mine, kissing my bottom lip first.
Oh, this is not what I was expecting, but I am so not disappointed.
I kiss him back harder, squirming beneath him for more. His hand slowly treads down my side until he finds the hem of my shirt. He slides it up my body. I allow him to by thrusting my hips up. He sits up as he breathlessly strips it off of me. I am now only left in my underwear.
Watching me, he grabs the back of his collar and pulls his white shirt off of him. Now he is left in sweats that hang loosely off his hips. His abs are sculpted into a six pack under his tan skin.
He is so hot.
He sinks his head slowly until his lips meet my neck. His lips press into my skin softly, kissing me repeatedly. I sigh and tilt my head back for his access.
My left hand runs through his hair while my other hand grips his shoulder. He crawls down my body very slowly, his lips inches above my chest.
In between my hips cramp up, wanting him inside me now.
He plants a kiss on my chest. He plants another one on my left breast, then on my right. He sucks my hard nipple, his tongue explore my skin. I tilt my head back and inhale deeply. The cramping has now become a torture to my body. I claw his bare back, feeling his skin tight against his back muscles.
His lips move down my abdomen one by one until he stops just above my waist line. His hands grip my thighs, pushing them open for his access.
The cramping is now painful. He is slowly torturing me, but it feels so good.
His thumbs slide up my hips and under my panties. He slides them off slowly until they're off of me. He tosses them onto the floor and cups my hips. His eyes glance at mine as he declares, "You're so damn beautiful."
I blush while watching him.
"You deserve this." He mutters while staring down at my hips. I don't think he knew that I heard him, but I'm glad I did. The cramping becomes more of a strong tickle.
He presses his lips into me. His tongue thrusts into me, moving in and out, right and left.
"Oh!" I whimper while tilting my head back. I am panting now as I grip the bed sheets.
Oh dear God.
His hands grip my hips harder now. His tongue pulses in me delightfully until I am built up.
My hand cups the back of his head and grips his shaggy hair. I gently push him more into me.
I've never experienced an orgasm before, but I think it's about to happen. The build up becomes stronger.
"Dean!" I yelp while pushing my head all the way back.
His tongue moves faster. I begin to lift my hips slightly, only for him to push them back down harder against the bed. I attempt to move them again, but his force is too strong.
My chest feels like it's on fire as I pant more. I am breathless as I climax into him.
He pulls his tongue out and grins up at me from my hips. He licks his lips before he mutters, "Now that you are warmed up,"
Oh, lord, there's more?
I catch my breath while watching him. He slides out of his sweats and throws them off the bed. He's now completely exposed.
I stare down at his partner and widen my eyes.
Will that actually fit inside me?
He places his hands on each side of my biceps so that he is above me. His knee rests in between my legs.
Breathlessly, I admit, "I-I've never," I stare down his abdomen. "I'm-" I breath more.
This is hard to say with him like this.
"You're a virgin?" He asks while while watching my eyes. He still hasn't moved and I begin to wonder if his arms ache. I doubt it. He obviously works out.
I nod my head shamefully.
"Good." He mumbles by my ear. "I want to be the first to please you." He kisses my neck before adding, "Don't worry, let me do all the work."
The cramping comes back.
He pushes himself above me and looks back at my eyes. With full caution, he declares, "If I start to hurt you, just say stop, okay?" His eye brows lift.
I nod my head and swallow hard. I feel butterflies in my stomach from his concern.
Is it really going to hurt that bad?
He kisses my neck again. His lips slide gracefully to each spot on my neck to plant about ten kisses. I feel his tongue run down my neck and to my collar bone, tasting me and causing my body to ache. I tilt my head back and exhale, wondering when it will begin.
As if on cue, he thrusts himself inside of me. My eyes widen as I gasp.
He's so large!
I begin to softly yelp with each thrust. It's painfully exceptional. I never knew pain could feel so good.
He thrusts harder as he breathes heavily against my neck. He fills all of inside me, pressure intensifying and intriguing.
Oh Lord.
I widen my legs and push off the bed so that my hips can meet his rythm. My nails dig into his flesh.
His teeth slides across my neck before I feel his lips transition into a grin. "God, your so tight." He breathes.
I whimper from his words, wanting him more. I can tell he's holding back so that he doesn't hurt me.
"Harder." I moan.
"Rosie," he breathes while thrusting. "no." He groans.
"Harder." I repeat louder, pushing my cheek into the pillow. I want him.
He groans against my neck breathlessly, moving faster, but he's still holding back.
"Please!" I gasp.
He then thrusts harder, filling himself into me more. The pain becomes worse and I'm tempted to stop him, but I love it.
His thrusts pushes me against the bed as his large hands fetch my wrists. He's above me now, nailing me to the bed. I can tell that he is definitely not holding back anymore.
The buid up begins with each hard thrust. The bed is now rocking. He squeezes my wrists harder against the bed.
"Dean," I sigh and bite my lip hard.
He watches me and thrusts faster breathlessly.
My hips meet his fast rythm as I pant. Except, his force is so strong against me, I can barely move. He's giving his all and I absolutely love it.
He presses his nose back into my neck, breathing heavily against my skin. His pace becomes even faster and I immediately climax with a loud yelp.
"Fuck," He whispers by my ear when climaxes after me.
He rolls off of me, breathlessly.
Did I really just fuck my professor?
I lay there panting while staring at the ceiling.
Who would've known that I would've lost my virginity to my hot professor? It was definitely worth the wait. I never knew that sexual activity felt so amazing. I think he made it ten times better, though. I want to go again. Please.
"Wow." I say, panting. It's the only way I can describe the feeling.
He turns his head to look at me. He grins slightly. "You have just made my night better, miss White."
"And you made mine." I reply softly.
"My pleasure. . .literally." he grins.
I begin to wonder what this makes us. In a relationship? Wait, but we can't. It's definitely against school terms. We can't continue this any more. We'll be caught and he will lose his job. Who knows what would happen to my record also.
This is it. No more, no matter how tempting it is.
"We can't do this any more." I turn my head to look at him. "We can get in a lot of trouble if we're caught."
He swallows hard and nods slowly. "Yeah, you're right."
"No more of what we have been doing." I continue. "That means no more flirting, no more of those sexy stares,"
"No more lip biting." He adds.
I lick my lips and nod my head slowly. "Yes, that too. And no more sex." My voice lowers.
He nods his head, agreeing with me. "Yes, no more sex." He assures before his jaw clenched.
No more sex.
It shouldn't be hard. I just have to think about my career and his career. I wouldn't want to ruin any of that. It's not worth it.
I watch him for a moment, admiring his hard cheek bones and sharp jawline. His sage fragrance is even stronger now.
"Fuck it." He growls before climbing over me and pressing his lips into me.
One more time. One more.