It’s Tuesday and Grant is expecting me to come over tonight. I’ve been getting aroused all day just thinking about it. Sex with him is off the charts sizzling hot. I knew he would ruin me for anyone else. I can’t resist him, his body, his bedroom skills and his culinary skills. Not only does he satisfy my sexual appetite, he also satisfies my appetite for food! He leaves my body humming and my stomach full, what more could a girl ask for? Not to mention he’s great eye candy. He is definitely swoon worthy; all I have to do is sit in class and watch all the girls in the front row, desperate for a taste of him. They are so freaking obvious, it’s quite a nauseating spectacle to witness. When I get to class this morning Jason calls me over to come and sit next to him.
“Do you see how all the girls in here drool over this guy? I don’t know what he’s got that I don’t,” Jason teases me. God, I swallow hard at that one.
“Yeah, I know it’s nauseating how obvious these girls up front are. They make a spectacle out of themselves,” I scoff.
“Don’t I know it,” Jason agrees. Professor Montgomery walks to the front of the class and starts to hand back our initial writing assignment. Wonder what grade he gave me on my paper. A-Unique Voice, look forward to reading more of your work
“How did you do? He gave me a C,” Jason says, peering over at my paper.
“I hear he can be tough grader,” I say softly.
“He gave you an A, maybe he gives all the girls an A,” Jason says, winking at me just as Grant is passing by our row. I know he saw that and will give me a hard time tonight. I hope he gives me a hard time tonight. I laugh to myself at my own dirty thoughts.
As soon as I get home from school I get in the shower and work on getting sexy and smelling sweet for my Professor tonight. I want to be simply irresistible.
TWO
Clarissa
The minute I walk through the door of his condo he kisses me passionately and then leads me straight to the bedroom. What, no dinner? I suppose he wants me to satisfy his other appetite first.
After another earth shattering session with my Sex God of a Professor, we snuggle and bask in the afterglow. My head is resting on his chest as he holds me in his arms. His fingertips lightly stroke my arm. I can hear his heart beating. I love being with him; he makes me feel like a woman. A sexy and wanton woman, a girl no longer, and that’s an exhilarating emotion for me.
“What are you thinking?” Grant asks softly.
“You make me feel like a woman, a girl no longer,” I whisper into the darkness as I slide my hand across his bare chest. His body arouses all of my senses. This pillow talk almost feels more intimate than the actual act itself.
“You’re every bit a sexy woman, Clarissa. I love that I’m the one responsible for your sexual awakening,” he murmurs kissing my forehead.
“How are your classes going?”
“Pretty well I think. I love the whole college experience.”
“I see Jason Bancroft swarming around you like a bee to honey. You know who he is, right?”
“Yes, my roommate Deena enlightened me. Bancroft Publishing heir, lucky sperm.” Grant chuckles at my assessment of the Bancroft boy.
“Has he asked you out yet?”
“Well, not exactly.”
“What does that mean?” Grant pulls away from me and props himself up on one elbow to look at my face.
“He just invited my roommates and I to his fraternity party Thursday night.”
“Are you going?”
“Yes, all four of us are planning on going.” Grant lies back down and just stares at the ceiling and says nothing more.
I slowly take his tempting nipple in my mouth wanting to taste the salt on his skin and then I gaze up at his face. He is stoic, with no expression. I pepper his chest with kisses and taste the other delicious nipple. I can’t help myself, his smooth, muscled chest is so enticing. I sit up, raking my hands over his incredibly sexy six pack abs and straddle him between my legs.
Finally, his eyes travel to my breasts as his hands reach up and cup them, his thumbs skimming lightly over my pert nipples. His touch makes my core burn for him. I’m ready for round two as I reach over to retrieve another condom from his drawer. I want to ride him this time and be in control of my own pleasure. His eyes are watching my every move as I tear open the wrapper and roll it onto his shaft; it twitches on contact. Raising up I straddle him and stroke his bulbous tip along my sensitive nub, causing me to shudder and let out a throaty groan.
“Ride me,” Grant commands.
“With pleasure, Professor,” I say wickedly, looking at him through hooded eyes as I take him in inch by glorious inch until he can’t go any deeper. I let out a gasp as he’s deeper than I thought anyone could go.
“That’s it baby,” he encourages as he grips my bottom, pulling me down onto his incredible length. I start to move, grinding down on him with my swollen bud and I tremble with each rub. I close my eyes and throw my head back, getting lost in the tantalizing sensation that is so Grant.
Our breathing starts to grow ragged as I continue to really ride him. Then with one fell swoop he rolls me over onto my back and is on top of me. He stays inside me and completely covers me with his magnificent body. He’s thrusting into me at a lightning quick pace as we both anticipate our release. My hips arch into him as we both peak together, leaving us breathless. He holds my hands down over my head on the bed and his handsome face is within inches of mine.
“Don’t let anyone else get in your panties, do I make myself clear?” he says with tension in his voice.