Andrew's house was huge for just one person. So many rooms so- "Don't drop my class." I turned to him in the hallway. He was showing me his art collection, which i think it was freaking weird. "You are an amazing student." I arched my brow as i crossed my arms. "I know you are failing because of me, but come on Victoria, don't drop it because i just want to have sex with you." Do you realize how weird that sounded? No you don't.

"I will consider it." I muttered, licking the bottom of my lip which still tasted like pancake. "What do you want to do?" I asked my professor. He walked over and placed his hand flat on my back side, leading me down another long hallway. "Please tell me you are not taking me to your sex torture dungeon." I began to panic.

Andrew stopped and turned directly towards me, an amuse smile formed on his lips. "No?" Forming it more into a question. "Why would i have one of those?" I shrugged, pushing out my bottom lip. "No, Victoria i want to show you my play room." Wait what? i breathed as he opened the door. "Pool, play station and what not. Even though i am a grown man i still enjoy playing games."

"Games?" I nodded. "Yes, so i see." I actually thought this man was talking about a dungeon... "Oh cool, you have a pool table" I whispered, grabbing the cue.. "Can we play?"

"Why not." He bobbed his head. "What is the stakes?" I arched my brow, not understanding. "let's play for something," I licked my lips shaking my head. "Come on Victoria, anything." Anything?

"Uh..." i drifted off. "Your car," I teased with a roll of my eyes.

"Deal." He nodded.

I looked up at him with widen eyes. "i was joking!" I bellowed with laughter.

"I am not." He snapped, racking up. "We are doing this, i like to play for something."

I rest my hands on the table and gave a pout. "Okay, if you win what do you want?" I asked, afraid of what he might want- need....

"I want a kiss." Yep, i had a right to be afraid. But it was not so bad. I gulped hard and held out my hand. "So it is a deal?" I nodded. He walked around the table and held his hand in my mine, a whimper escaped my mouth as he pushed me to his body, mine pressed to his. "You are going to lose." I looked him deep into his blue eyes and nodded but shook it quickly.

Andrew pulled back and twirled the cue around his fingers before leaning forward, breaking. I moaned softly gazing at his movement. "I am in trouble." I whispered as he dunk three balls at once.

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After twenty minutes, five balls on the table. two for him and two for me. "What are you thinking now?" I asked with a grin, as he looked down at the table.

He looked up and chuckled. "Quite simply," he said, "I'd like to lick your cunt. I'd like to hear you scream my name." My mouth popped opened. I did not expect coming out when i asked that question.

I swallowed. "I don't know what to say." Lowering my head, gazing at my sneakers before looking up at him again.

"You can start by saying yes, please,Andrew. Eat my pussy." My eyes grew wide as he sunk in the ball and yet again another one. Only the black one remaining. He looked up and winked as he sunk the black ball.

"Uh..." I placed the cue on the table. "Pucker up." I laughed walking over to him, pushing out my lips. He chuckled and shook his head. "What i thought you wanted to kiss me." I said with a confused expression.

"I never said on your mouth..." He drifted off, walking up to me as i stepped back, falling over the sofa and on it. "I want to kiss you there," He said pointing to my groin. "A deal is a deal."

"A deal is a deal." I nodded as he grabbed me by the legs yanking me towards him.

Oh crap.

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