As she parted her lips, inviting his tongue to dance with hers, her hands moved south and she yanked his tie down, loosening it. She placed her palms against his pecs, feeling his muscles up through his gray shirt before she started unbuttoning it rapidly, in a rush to see him, feel his skin. The warmth of his naked flesh right under her fingertips. Skin-on-skin contact. Utter bliss.
He lazily flicked his tongue against hers, letting out a low moan from feeling her tiny hands all over him. Part of him was in awe. He had imagined kissing her, touching her, pleasing her countless times. More times than he could care to admit to himself. But he never fathomed that it would one day manifest into reality. That she would be interested in him. That this beautiful woman would want him.
She broke their kiss reluctantly, opening her eyes and gawked at his physique, her hands running up and down his bare, tender back muscles. Her eyes slowly traced over his chest and his toned torso. He clearly kept himself in good shape, judging by the slight hint of abs and his well-defined biceps that were working to tear her blouse from her body right this instant. Her gaze lingered on the visually appealing pattern his veins formed along the surface of his lower forearms especially and she subconsciously licked her lips, feeling her juices slip down her panty covered slit.
His body was angular, shoulders broader than she could have imagined and she was surprised to find a happy trail that tempted her eyes to ogle lower and lower…
Damn, he really had the body of one of those topless models on covers of paranormal romance novels about vampires.
She wanted, no, needed, to see what was under those black pants he always wore. A hint of his Adonis belt was just peeking above the waistline of his pants, and she lightly traced his smooth skin there, smiling as his breath hitched in his throat before he responded with a soft whimper. She could see that his pants were starting to get tight and restrictive, his bulge becoming very apparent. She ached from within to explore his body.
However, the Professor had other plans.
He lifted her arms forcefully, making quick work of her buttons with his nimble fingers before pulling her top completely off and his eyes roamed every inch of her skin, causing goosebumps to sprout on her arms and flushed neck. She felt as if he was studying her like a specimen under a microscope while conducting his research experiments. Except now, his gaze was stormier and passionate.
Despite still having a bra on, the way he looked at her chest made her feel like she was topless before him and she squirmed under his stare. Leaning and resting his forehead against hers, he teasingly traced the outline of her baby pink bra cup with his index fingers before gently flicking his fingers back and forth above the cups in a windscreen wiper motion. He watched attentively as her pale skin flushed peach under his caresses and a moan escaped her plump lips.
"You like that?" he cooed and she nodded her head.
He slowly traced his fingers from the outside of her bra cup, along her bra straps on her shoulders till his hands were at the hooks behind her and he gently snapped them off, smiling as she gasped.
"This is a really cute bra, by the way," he whispered seductively while he threw her bra to the floor.
She eyed the cartoon cat print on it on the ground and blushed a deeper shade. Why oh why, did she have to wear that bra today?! She hoped she had at least worn panties that were sexy rather than cute.
His eyes flicked down and he became slightly slack-jawed, entranced from seeing the girl's breasts for the first time. Her tits were exquisite. Admittedly, it was his first time seeing a set in colour but she just looked sooooo tantalising. He swallowed, feeling the blood rush down to his erection as his breathing quickened. They just looked so soft. So firm. So perky.
Her mounds were full and slightly on the smaller side, he noted. But that was his preference anyway. He could tell they were extremely sensitive from the way her brown nipples hardened the moment they were exposed to air. He found himself feeling mildly embarrassed that he was just wordlessly standing before her, staring at her ample chest as if he was under a trance. In a sense, he was. Her cleavage was absolutely enticing and he was simply unable to tear his eyes away from her beautiful bosom, needing to cup it. Fondle it. Worship it.
Under the full magnitude of his gaze, she felt slightly anxious. She bit her bottom lip, thinking of a way to distract him and immediately latched her fingers on his light brown nipples, slowly tugging on them and his eyebrows rose. Lucien let out an unexpectedly loud moan, totally caught off guard by the girl and she kept him captive under her hands, gently circling his areola and brushing her thumbs across his hardening nipples.
This little minx.
He smirked, enjoying the confrontation he was having with her bold nature coming out of her shell.
He loved getting to know the confident woman he knew her to be.
He placed both hands against the wall, steadying himself while she deliciously tortured his sensitive nipples and she clamped her mouth on his neck, simultaneously sucking on it hard before biting it. She worked her way up his neckline, mewing softly while she kissed, sucked and nibbled until she was under his chin. She lapped at his tingling pale flesh, observing the way his Adam's apple bobbed before kissing along his square jawline.
The Professor had amazing facial features after all, with his Greek nose, high cheekbones and long eyelashes. She kissed his cheek softly, still tweaking his now erect buds before she bit him where his jaw meets his ear and he let out a loud hiss.
"Are you trying to mark me, little kitten?" he asked as his right hand found her nipple, no longer able to resist her naked flesh and he pinched it gently between his thumb and forefinger.
"I think you're quite enjoying yourself, Professor," she retorted with her smart mouth.
A couple of hickeys had already formed on Lucien's skin that stood out against his pale flesh. He may have to change up his wardrobe or better yet, beg the producer to conceal them with her make-up before Monday's lecture. She knew his nosy colleagues would not let him escape without any explanation if they caught wind of it.
Lucien's other hand slipped along her slender, bare back, watching her arch into him before he grabbed one of her butt cheeks, spanking it hard and squeezing it tightly while his other hand twisted her hard nipple. "What have I said about calling me Professor, you naughty little vixen?" The girl threw her head back, her lips parting as another moan escaped her body.
Lucien took that as an opportunity to expertly lift her hips, pressing her back up against the wall and she eagerly wrapped her legs around his waist, wanting to feel him against her. With her body supported by the wall, Lucien bent his face down to her breasts, licking the valley between them, feeling her goosebumps rise against his tongue. His taste buds were met with the flavour of salt on her skin and he moaned into her chest, warm and soft. One hand cupping a breast, he squeezed it lovingly, dipping his mouth lower and lower across her tummy.
He left a wet trail behind and he made a beeline for her navel, darting his tongue in and out, feeling her whole body tremble against the wall. He licked his way up diagonally, laving around the curve of a breast with slow strokes of his tongue before fastening his warm mouth on her nipple. Just like perky little Hershey's kisses, he mused. He'd been wanting to do this exact thing the moment he had exposed her tits. He was pleased by how it hardened instantly under the ministrations of the tip of his tongue.
As the girl's body started to thrash about under his suckling and licking, he grabbed ahold of her hands and lifted her arms, plastering them high up against the wall to hold her fast and steady. The girl's thighs drew him closer to her torso and he obliged her unspoken demands with one hand cupping her breast as he diligently brushed his thumb back and forth across her brown nipple, slowly increasing his pace while his darkened lips alternated his attention to her other breast. He kissed her swollen bud softly, parting his lips around it and sucked on it. Hard. Opening up his mouth a little, he lightly nibbled on it a couple of times as the girl started mewling in painful pleasure and he relieved her pain with a few flicks of his tongue across the swollen bud.
He slowed his teasing down, circling one nipple with his wet tongue while the other was circled by his thumb at the same time. He let go of her arms and she wrapped them around his broad shoulders, surprised by their musculature. She had not expected his body to be this fit under his usual lab coat in her wildest imagination but she was not complaining.
As his mouth lifted off her sensitive nipple, she dipped her lips which found his exposed collarbones and she began sucking on their hollows hard. She had been eyeing them since he had loosened his tie in her apartment earlier, wanting to taste him. Lucien chewed on his lower lip, dragging his hands across her pale, bare shins which were wrapped around him before working his way up under her skirt. He teasingly brushed his fingers across her upper thighs as he pushed her skirt up further and further, letting it bunch up at her hips.
His hands slipped behind and right under the thin fabric of her panties to cup her ass cheeks, kneading them in his large hands and she rewarded his actions with a couple of bites on his collarbones, sucking them hard right after.
He pushed his hard length up against the front of her panties and chuckled when the girl gasped against his chest. They could feel the loud thump of their heartbeats against each other and the girl started to grind her hips right against his, her nails digging into his shoulders for support. A soft grunt escaped his beautiful, slender lips and she kissed him deeply, feeling Lucien smile against her mouth. The girl's grinding culminated in the exquisite feeling of hard nipples rubbing up against each other's chests and the sounds of muffled groans filled the air.
Lucien could no longer resist the temptation of the producer and pushed her torso up against his shoulder and he carried her along, striding to the kitchen. She yelped in surprise, her head hanging against his back while her legs dangled against his front.
Where was he taking her?
"Safety first," he murmured as he switched off the stove and all the lights in her kitchen and living room, lightly kicking her bedroom door wide open.
He gently placed the girl down on her soft queen bed and she watched him as his hands moved to her hips to yank her skirt and panties off at one go. He caught a whiff of her scent and Lucien subconsciously let out a feral growl. With every inch of flesh that was revealed before his eyes, he was blown away. He had to calm his thumping heart and focus on breathing. She blushed hard, realising she was now stark naked in front of Lucien and his eyes ate her up like a predator eyeing his prey, who had been lured to the exact spot he wanted. She was so glad she had just trimmed herself last weekend.
Lucien's eyes traced every curve of her supple skin, drinking the flushed vision of her in. She crossed her thighs and lower legs in response, feeling bashful under his piercing gaze. He took that as an invitation for his eyes to roam up the brunette's long, shapely legs, lingering when he reached the spot where her thighs met.
Stunning.
"Your skin is so beautiful," he whispered, shifting close to her to claim her lips in a searing kiss.
Her heart skipped a beat at his words which empowered her to feel sexy in her own skin. He felt something stirring in his pants again as his fingers twitched to touch her. He cupped the back of her head with one hand while his other squeezed her warm, pillowy breasts.
Yearning to return the favour, the girl reached out and ran her hands along his flat tummy, her fingertips getting lost in his happy trail in the process as they moved lower and lower. She tugged on his belt buckle fervently, pulling it off and tossed it to the ground before she worked to unzip his long black pants. She wanted to know exactly what he was packing.
Lucien mashed his lips hard against hers, groaning before he pulled away with a light chuckle. She was certainly being an eager beaver tonight. He quickly reached into his pockets, retrieving his silver pen and mobile phone before placing it on her bedside table. Taking that as her cue, the girl hooked her thumbs underneath the waistline of his pants and jerked it down, exposing his navy blue boxers and pale thighs. His thighs were thick and she wondered why he kept those trunks hidden under his loose pants every day.
As he kicked his pants off his feet, a deep growl broke free from his mouth as he felt the girl's fingertips gently tracing tiny patterns up and down the inside of his thighs, alternating her caresses with some soft scratches from her nails. Looking up into his dark eyes, it was her turn to watch his face as she moved her hands higher and higher, smiling when he let out a hiss and practically thrust his groin towards her. Not wanting to displease the Professor, she immediately latched onto his expanding bulge through his boxers and started feeling his rod up, squeezing as she explored every inch through the thin fabric. He was definitely incredibly well endowed down there and she could tell that he was still growing.
Well, that was just a little intimidating.
Nonetheless, she was encouraged by Lucien's purring and dogged breathing and quickly found his engorged tip. She started rubbing it, pressing her thumb all over to feel for the tiny bump underneath and gently stimulated it. As she felt his boxers get damp right above that spot, she quickly moved her hands behind, pushing her forefingers under its waistband and tugged them down, letting her nails scrape down the curve of his glutes as she bared his flesh.
Dayumm.
The producer's jaw dropped as Lucien's thick erection bounced out, begging for her attention. He clearly kept himself well-groomed down there. The girl wondered if this meant that he was sexually active.
Did she really want to find out?