Professor Cline: Redeemed (Professor #2)

Pulling back from his chest, I tilted my head back into the water and smiled at him.

"I never know what to expect when I'm with you," I told him as I ran my hands up his chest, brushing the little bit of chest hair he had between my fingers.

"Is that so?" He quirked his brow.

"Yes."

"I might say the same about you."

I laughed and bit my lip.

"I will say that anytime you want to come over and strip off your clothes, I won't stop you." He chuckled, and I buried my head into his chest again with a grin.

Tilting my chin up, we looked into each other’s eyes, and the thought I’d had about falling for him seemed so very true in that moment. It really wouldn’t be so hard since I was already halfway there.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?"

I smiled at his words and tried to hide my face, but he wouldn't let me.

Leaning down, he brushed his lips against mine and gave me a soft, sweet kiss before pulling back and turning to grab a loofa and body wash. After putting the soap on it, he wet it and started with my back, my chest still against his, and worked his way down to my ass.

I bit my lip and held back the moan his hands were causing. I couldn't imagine being turned on again so quickly after the session we'd just had, but I was ready to go.

He pulled me away from his body and added more soap to the loofa, then pressed it to my skin. Starting with my shoulders, he worked his way down my arms then back again, rubbing in circles until he reached my breasts.

I watched him in fascination as he took his time, rubbing and massaging, causing my pussy to clench with every passing of the rough material over my sensitive nipples.

He watched his work in full concentration, and he looked so sexy doing it. His hair was wet and pushed back, water dripping down his chest. I wanted to lean forward and lick the trails it was traveling, but waited for my turn.

While he cleaned one breast, one hand was massaging the other and vice versa, causing moans to escape my lips. I closed my eyes and savored every touch of his skin upon mine.

Then his hands moved further, starting with my stomach until they stopped at my pelvic bone.

I opened my eyes and looked into the bright blue ones staring back at me. I could tell he was turned on by how intently he was staring at me. I widened my stance and he gently washed between my legs, taking his time with every stroke, all the while keeping his eyes on mine.

It was so intimate that he would care for me in such a way. I was sure some would say it wasn't more intimate than sex, but to me that wasn't true. Not all sex was intimate; you could meet anyone and have unemotional sex. There was a personal level of trust that went into caring for your partner that not everyone possessed. And if I'd learned anything from my previous relationship, it was exactly that.

After thoroughly washing the area, a small smirk lifted his lips as he handed me the loofa. I glanced at it and smiled back at him, excitement coursing through my veins at the thought of unabashedly running my hands all over his body.

I added more soap and ran it under the water before I pressed it to his body. I looked up at him as I moved it across his chest, the other hand following in its wake. He was a demanding, controlling man, but right then, I was the one in control.

I glanced down at the suds flowing down his torso and bit my lip at the sight of his erection. He was almost fully hard.

"You see something you like, princess?"

"Maybe." I smirked as I washed his stomach. His muscles tightened as he laughed, and I used my finger to outline them as I went down further.

I could feel my inner core pulsating in anticipation of another round with him, but I kept myself calm and collected as I used this little bit of power I had over him to my advantage.

Running the loofa down, I washed around his erection, avoiding it completely. Then I looked up to see his eyes piercing mine and I couldn't help the small laugh that escaped my lips, causing him to smile, as well.

"Don't poke the beast, princess."

"Are you calling him," I stated as I grabbed his erection, "the beast?" I worked the loofa around to his backside and stroked his dick softly with the other.

He leaned forward, causing me to take a step back and let go of his erection.

"I am."

I took another two steps away from him, my back hitting the shower wall. "Isn't that egotistical for you to say?"

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