TABOO novel Chapter 12

I have never been this confident before. Confident that the man I've dreamt about, thought about, even in broad daylight wanted me as much as I wanted him. The following week, I spent my time trying to look good as I prepared for class. I mean I always looked good, but this time I tried harder to look better. I wore a tight dress, curled my hair, applied a little make-up as I grabbed my bag and my jacket before I left my dorm. Anyone who knew me would know something was up with me. I didn't dress like this except I was planning on storming parties with my friends. But today was special. Today was the day I planned on making those wishes with my professor to come alive. 

  I was early that day. Why? Because I planned on sitting on the very first roll of seats and that way he could get a clearer view of me. And just like I imagined, the front seats weren't occupied so I sat down. Professor Hamilton was yet to come. I pulled out my earphones and plugged them inside my ear. That was the easiest way to avoid conversation with any of my classmates. It took a while before professor Hamilton gallivanted inside the classroom. He was dressed in a grey dress shirt and black slacks. God, just the sight of him made me wet. I didn't bother to wear panties today. I wanted him to have a clear view of what he was having. 

  Hamilton walked to the podium, dropped his bag on the desk. He unbuttoned the cuffs of his dress shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He wrote today's topic on the board and turned to look at his students. His eyes zoomed around the classroom, looking for me—I was sure now. He frowned when he didn't see me. Accidentally, his eyes fell on me on the front row and he was surprised. I winked at him and he cleared his throat. He was surprised at my new look and I could tell he was pleased. 

  Once he was done checking me out, he cleared his throat again and began his lectures. This time I took my time to pay attention to what he was saying, but failed terribly half way through the lectures. I bit the end of my pen while pretending to listen as I spread my legs apart for my professor. His gaze fell on me and on my opened legs and he stumbled upon his words. I smirked.

" Sorry." He apologized to the class and continued teaching. 

  I discreetly pulled my dress up as I spread my legs wider apart for my professor's eyes only. He stared, too long this time at my bare cunt. I noticed he swallowed as he rubbed his hand on his jaw. 

  The lecture ended earlier than usual. His students thought maybe he was sick or something. I laughed at the thought. 

   I waited for everyone to start leaving before I stood up to leave. I watched professor Hamilton as he gathered his stuff. Once the coast was clear, I grabbed my bag and my jacket as I walked towards him.

" You made me end the lecture earlier than usual. I should punish you for that." He said and I smirked.

" And what kind of punishment are we talking about, professor?" I whispered.

 He walked towards me and stopped in front of me. " The kind where you sit on my desk and spread your legs for me while I fucked you real good."

  I gulp. " Then what are you waiting for?" I whispered. 

  He smirked and began to clear his desk.

" Be a dear and lock the classroom, will you?"

  Fuck, we were truly doing it? Right on his desk. In this classroom. Anyone could see us and that just made me hornier. I climbed down the podium and walked towards the big double doors. I shut it. I shut my eyes, took in a deep breath as I walked back to my professor. Unlike me, he looked collected, as if he wasn't trying to fuck one of his student in his classroom and on top of his desk. 

  I stopped in front of my professor and dropped my bag. Professor Hamilton smirked as he took a step closer to me. His big hand wrapped around my neck as he leaned in to plant a chaste kiss on my neck. My eyes fell shut at once. He continued to plant butterfly kisses on my neck as his tongue tasted my skin. I moaned and ran my fingertips on his clothed torso. Eager to feel his skin, I began to unbutton his shirt. 

" So eager, aren't we?" He teased me. 

  I quickly removed all his buttons and then I ran my fingers over his toned torso. His hand pulled me close to him so that I was feeling his cock against my stomach. I bit my lip and breathed out a quiet moan. Professor Hamilton leaned in and kissed me. It was aggressive and fast, unlike all the kisses I've had with my past boyfriends. His lips moved against mine in rhythmic perfection. He was perfect. Everything about him was perfect. Suddenly, I wanted to feel his dick. To hold him In my hand. I quickly undo his belt as our lips move in fast rhythm. His hand went behind me to grab my butt. 

" Fuck." He groaned into the kiss. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his zipper as I slipped my hand inside his pants, past his boxers and I grabbed his dick. 

" Fuck, Syd." Professor Hamilton moaned. 

  I squeezed his cock In my hand as I started to stroke him. I used his precum as lube on his dick as I continued to stroke him. He cussed and moaned as I increased the pace with my hand. He stopped kissing me to look down at his cock in my hand. My Professor groaned and started to thrust his dick against my fist that was wrapped around his beautiful erected cock. 

" You're gonna make me cum, Syd, if you don't stop." 

 I smirked and went on my knees and then I stroked him again. I put my lips around his dick as I tasted his precum on my tongue. It didn't take my professor a minute to start fucking my mouth. He groaned and spat out incoherent curses as he rolled his hips while thrusting his big cock into my mouth. My eyes began to water as he hit the back of my throat. I couldn't breathe properly, but my gag reflex was pretty good, thanks to my past blow jobs. 

  My professor pulled out of my mouth and smiled down at me and my already smeared makeup. 

" Get up and bend over the fucking desk." He commanded. 

  I got up, pulled my dress upwards as I bent over his desk. Professor Hamilton stood behind me and I felt his fingers enter me. I bit my lip as I pressed my breast against the desk.