Chapter 52
Martha Rogers entered the loft to find her son, and his professor, rather his girlfriend cuddled together on the couch watching a movie.
"Kate, darling how nice to see you here"
"Hi Mrs. Rogers"
"You have to stop calling me that Kate, please, call me Martha"
Kate smiled and got up to help Martha with a few bags she was carrying to the kitchen.
"Rick didn't tell me you were coming over, I would have hurried home sooner"
Kate chuckled "I just got here an hour ago"
"And you two have been watching that movie ever since?"
Kate looked back to where Rick was switching the set off
"Yea"
Martha looked at her with a smile and said "you're lying. I know Monster in Law like the back of my hand, that was only the first few minutes of the movie playing when I entered"
Kate went speechless.
Martha laughed. "Relax kiddo, I don't need you to spell it out, you'll are both adults... ofcourse you'll weren't watching a movie"
"Martha…"
"Mother, what's for dinner?"
Kate was thankful he entered at that moment and changed the subject. Martha however still had that evil smirk on her face
"Richard, had you told me earlier that Kate was coming over, I would have picked something up on my way, but I think you two were a little too busy…"
Rick raised an eyebrow at her "mother, can we not…"
Kate laughed.
"Anyway, Richard, why don't you order something..." Martha said as she began putting things in place in the kitchen.
"I better get going" Kate began to say
"Nonsense, you're staying for dinner with us, and then Rick will drop you home. I will not take no for an answer"
Kate looked at Rick, and he had the same naughty smile on "you have no choice" he said
"I guess not" Kate said and sat herself down beside him on the bar stool at the kitchen counter.
Richard called and ordered for their dinner, and then the three of them moved on into casual conversation. Martha poured them all a glass of wine, and they seemed to be having a rather wonderful evening.
"Richard, have you been studying? I haven't seen you with your books. Should I be worried?" said Martha
"Have you ever had to worry about me, mother?"
"Well no, but this year you've been so taken away with that book you're working on, I don't remember the last time you sat to study"
Kate watched and listened carefully to the exchange. Martha was right, Kate thought. Every time they texted, Rick would say he was writing. Never once had he said he was studying when they'd talk. And so she too began to worry a little.
"Mother, I'll manage" he said firmly.
"I hope so. Kate darling, don't get me wrong, I'm sure you're a wonderful teacher and I'm sure you've taught him and his classmates well, but revision is always necessary"
"I agree with you completely Martha" Kate said.
"I know" he said, taking a sip from his glass of wine
"I remember in my day, when the exams drew closer, we weren't allowed to do anything other than studying. My parents used to lock me up in my room and made sure I was revising" reiterated Martha.
"Your mom's right Rick. You haven't been studying, and the finals are so close…"
"What is with you two, ganging up against me?!" he snapped.
"We're not ganging…" Kate began to explain, realizing they may have gone a little over the top.
"I said I'll manage, just let it go!" He said sternly
"Rick…" Kate tried to calm him down, he didn't have to snap at his mother.
"Will you stop? I thought you're my girlfriend, stop being my teacher, at least not here at my home" he said as he got up from his seat and walked on over to his study, slamming the door behind him.
"I'm sorry Darling, that went a little out of hand…" Martha said to Kate.
Just then the doorbell rang. "I'll get that, it must be dinner" she said
"I'll go try talking to him…" Kate said.
"Yes please" Martha said and walked off to the door with her wine glass in her hand.
Kate knocked on the door to his study. "Rick, may I come in…"
"Professor Beckett, is that you?"
"It's me Kate" she said, biting her lip.
"Come in" he said.
She closed the door behind him after she'd entered and then saw that he was seated at his desk with his laptop in front of him.
"What are you doing?"
"Studying"
"I didn't mean that you had to study right now"
"No you probably didn't, but Professor Beckett did"
Kate sighed. And then walked on over towards him, until she was between him and his desk. She pushed down his laptop screen and then looked at him
"Hey, I'm sorry, I just got a little worried out there" she said
"I understand it when my mom's worried. But you? Kate, I'm not a careless man, I know I have to buck up, and I will, just, I need you to have a little more faith in me"
"I do."
"Good, and I want it to stay that way, I'm not going to let my grades slip, don't worry"
She leaned down and kissed his head. "Alright, I won't."
She traced a line down the side of his face and then asked "how's the book coming along anyway"
He smiled "it's going great, I'm halfway through the plot"
"Really?"
"Yea"
"What's the steamiest you've written for them so far?"
He stood up then and took that last step to eliminate any distance between them, letting his hips find their place between her legs as she pushed herself to sit on his desk.
"I don't know, but maybe you could inspire me" he said and brushed his lips against hers ever so softly, teasing. "maybe you could show me something you'd like to read between the characters" he kissed her again, this time, his tongue entering between her lips and playing with hers, his hand creeping up the back of her shirt and then pulling it over her head to take it off completely.
"Your mom's outside" she warned when he pulled the obstructing material down from over her breast and his lips latched onto her nipple
"Shhhh" he said, letting his warm breath wash over her hardened bud, making her whimper in need.
He began sucking again, while his other hand massaged her other breast, not caring to pull the cup down. The pressure of his palms and fingers squeezing and tweaking her and accompanies with the light friction of the lace bra, she found her arousal building fast, and she badly needed him to enter her
She began to unbutton her jeans and pull the zipper down, and then quickly she reached for his pants too
"You're going to do this real quick and make sure your mother doesn't realize what we're doing"
He dropped his pants and then helped her shift just enough to get her jeans and underwear off
"It's not me who can't keep quiet when we make love"
She hit him playfully, but then began kissing him again, at the same time, she reached into the slit of his boxers and found him, hard and ready for her.
"Let me take them off" he said
"no time for that" she said, as she hooked her legs around him, pulling his hips closer between her bare naked thighs, holding him at her entrance
"Fuck" he moaned as he watched her slide the tip of him through her folds, moistening him up with her own juices. He pulled her hips closer to the edge of the desk and said
"Did you latch the door when you came in?"
"No…" she panted as he began entering her
"then you have no choice but to not give her a reason to come check on us" he said as he pushed her to lie down on his desk, a wicked smile on his face as he watched her arch her back, and throw her arms up to simply enjoy the feeling of him inside her. She raised one leg and brought it back so as to rest a foot on his shoulder
