I am inlove with my Professor ( Andy B love story)

My eye brow arched as i just discovered than my professor don't want to be friends, no he wanted to be more, he wanted have sex with me, which is completely hot but at the same time biblical. "I-i well wow," i nodded brushing my hair back. "What's that?"

Andrew rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Don't act daft." Say who now? "You know what i want, you knew from the jump." No actually i did not.... "Sex. I want to have sex with you."

I shifted in my seat, "How do you do that?" I asked, my throat clogged up. "I don't know how you do that," My head lowered. "I don't know how you do that act of lust action."

"You call it sex. Not lust action." Andy groaned, he leaned towards me and cross his arms. "Lets make it clear, on what i want. I want to fuck you." My whole face redden. "I live for sex. I celebrate it, and relish the electricity of it, with every fiber of my being. I can see no better reason for being alive."

Oh holy... shit. He was the kind of man I wanted: wild, hot, horny, and losing control. And it all pointed back to me, about how much I felt in control of him, with the power of my body. Who am i kidding, i am a freaking virgin. Okay Vic, lets do this.

Compressing my lips together, i gave Andy a baleful glance, eyes flashing pure malice. If he wanted his lips anywhere near mine he’d better be prepared to do battle. "Now that’s what I’m talking about,’ said Andrew, as the corner of his lip began to twitch in amusement. "But there's a juicy artery in your groin," he said after a pause to regroup, his voice as slithery as a snake on a slide.

"Don't you talk dirty," I told him. "I won't listen to that. And i don't do that sort of that thing."

"You are a virgin right?" I gulped and nodded. "Because virgins is a delicacy."

I need to get out of here, i need to get out of here, repeating the mantra in my head. "I need to go." I whispered standing up. He stood up shaking his head, "No, i need to go, please leave me alone."

"I want you." He breathed, placing his hands on my hips. "I want you so bad. I want to do erotic things with you, stay here with me, let me break you."

I stepped back and my chest rose. "Waiting is erotic" i flipped my hair back and crossed my arms. "I am not sleeping with my professor, even though i want to, i am not. I will not taste the forbidden fruit."

"Eve did," He groaned pushing me to wall. "And she loved it. Sure enough you will too." A soft whimpered escaped my mouth. "You have a gorgeous ass, and it holds hand prints beautifully.” He pulled me towards him placing his hands on my ass, making me whimper even louder. "Can i fuck you?"

My heart was beating i could hear it.. My throat was dry i could i ache from thirst. "No." I whispered. "You are not getting me." I pushed him back. "Not like this. If you want me me i need something more, and fucking me is not more. I will find my own way back, thank you for the meatball." Giving him a small smile i pushed him out of my way and walked out grabbing my jacket. "Holy shit that was close."

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