She nodded with a blush and wiped at her mouth. “Sorry, I hadn’t really eaten all day.” She took a sip of her wine and watched me as I took my first bite before continuing to eat.
We ate in comfortable silence, glancing at each other every so often. I took the time to look her over and figure out what it was about her I was so drawn to. I knew it wasn’t just her innocence, but also her assertive personality. It was never something I looked for in women, but with her… with her, it was so fucking sexy.
Finishing her food, Emma placed her fork down and looked up to meet my gaze.
“Can I be honest with you for a minute?” She placed her hands down in her lap and sat back in her seat.
I frowned at her. “I want you to be honest with me at all times.” I set my own fork down and took a sip of my wine.
She chuckled and looked down at her lap. “Of course… I just… this whole situation feels weird to me. Don’t get me wrong; I don’t regret coming here. I just feel…” she looked at me and laughed. “You’re my professor. Don’t you think things will get awkward?”
“Things will only get awkward if you let it. We are both adults. I can separate my professional and personal life. The question is, can you?” I picked up my napkin and wiped my mouth before continuing. “I can still have you transferred to someone else if you’d like. You’d have to do it soon, but it can still be done if you wish to continue on with the night.”
She shook her head. “No, I don’t want that. I want to learn from the best and from what I’ve heard… that’s you.”
I smirked. “I strive to be the best at everything I do.” She blushed and looked down at her empty plate.
Pushing my seat back, I stood up. She lifted her head and watched me with wide eyes as I walked to her.
I held out my hand. “Come with me.”
She eyed me warily and slowly reached her hand out to meet mine. “Where…”
I placed a finger on her lips before she could finish her sentence and then walked her into the living room. I stopped in front of the wall of windows and stood behind her.
“I want you to stand right here and look out at this view,” I said as I moved the hair away from her neck and pressed my chest to her back. “What do you feel?” I whispered into her neck. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply before slowly letting it out. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she relaxed her body into mine. I could feel the racing beat of her heart. “What do you feel, Emma?” I asked her again as I ran my lips over her earlobe. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She kept her eyes closed and just felt.
Bringing my hands down to her waist, I squeezed and pulled her back against me so she could feel how hard she was making me. She moaned and pushed her ass into me. With our height difference, all she did was grind her ass on my thighs, but I knew what she was doing. I knew she wanted more, and more was what I’d give her.
Walking forward, I pushed her against the window. Her forehead rested against the glass and her hands splayed out above her head. She didn’t object to any of it, and a sly grin fell across my lips. I knew she would be one who was willing to please.
With my hands on her waist, I backed up just enough to see her ass poking out. She was a beautiful sight. If it weren’t for my fucked-up ways, I’d take her right there for the entire world to see, but I couldn’t. It felt wrong to me. So, I would do the only other thing that felt natural to me: I’d give her pleasure.
The rain had started to fall and drops of water were running down the glass. I could hear thunder in the distance and it vibrated against the window.
Leaning back into her, I brought my lips down to her ear. “I’m going to touch you, Emma,” I informed her as I slid a hand down her thigh to the hem of her dress, causing her to moan. “I’m going to make you come.” My fingers ran up her leg slowly, meeting her hot, wet panties. “Right here,” I whispered into her ear. She fogged up the window as her breathing became ragged. “For all the world the see.”
She spread her legs without having to be told and I rocked against her at her willingness to please. She gasped as I yanked her panties aside so I could feel just how wet she was for me. I had to close my eyes and take a deep breath at my arousal. She was so fucking wet. I moaned into her ear as I ran my finger along her pussy lips, drenching my fingers in her juices.
“Please,” she begged on a moan.
“Shhh. There will be no talking, only feeling,” I said to her as I spread her lips and ran the tip of my finger over her clit. She let out a few pants before biting at the bottom of her lip. She pushed into my hand to try and get more friction, but I kept pulling away. “Do not move. Just feel,” I told her again.