You and Me

Chapter 4

Married women are the best

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I had to agree with Yoko on this as I watched my professor being to undress. I couldn't say no to a teacher, especially one that was just bursting with sexual energy. Her lust literally saturated the air so strongly, I took in a deeper breath.

Her blouse left undone, her dress jacket already thrown to the side. She started to take her skirt off, but I suddenly wanted it left on.

"Don't." I muttered, my hand grasping her wrist. "Leave them on." I slowly let go as her eyes fluttered closed by the sudden contact of me. She tucks back a stray lock of raven hair away from her eyes.

"Whatever you say Shuichi." She whispered softly as she licks her bottom lip.

"Now's that's not what a proper teacher says to her student.." I grasped a handful of her hair, pulling hard as she leans forward eagerly. Her hands moved to hold onto my shoulders for balance. Her chest started to rise and fall with every breath her trembling body could take.

Jerking her head back further, I trailed the tips of my fingers down the sweet column of her fragile throat. She started to moan and I couldn't help a chuckle slip out, "It should be…she scolds the student and tells him what to do." I pulled harder. "If you could, that is."

"Please..please…." she paws at my shirt, trying to unbutton it from the position I put her in.

" A teacher shouldn't beg." I grabbed her wrist, turning her to face the far wall of her office. "A teacher should demand." I pushed, urging her. Wanting her to be different. To add something more to this slowly dull activity.

With her hands now free, she tried to balance herself against the wall. Arching her ass higher, tempting me to continue. It was good she left her high heels on, I always seen what they do to women's legs. Making them seem as if they go on forever, giving me ideas of what to do with them.

Whether in the bed or not, it made no difference to me.

Curious girls, college women, older women, single cougars…widows…wives. I went for them all to satisfy the hunger that all kitsunes face when they reach a certain age. Sexual energy is the most tasteful and fulfilling then any other energy. Women—especially human women were all the same.

So easily to submit to me, would never fight against it.

She tried to turn around, to move against me, but it wouldn't work out that way. I wouldn't allow it, and she will soon realize this just like all the rest.

"Now, now Mrs. Cordella. What would your husband say if he saw you like this?" It depends if he already walked in on her like this before. But I wasn't passing judgment on anyone when it comes to sex.

"Try not to scream, or else the students and faculty will hear." I whispered against her ear, making her shudder as I placed a light open kiss along her neck. Feeling her heart begin to race, I released her hair.

Turning her around I made her face me. With one easy motion, I lifted her up by placing my hands behind the back of her thighs. She automatically wrapped her legs over my hips as I braced her up against the wall.

Her hands tangled themselves into my hair. I felt her warm breath against my ear as she started to nibble along the sensitive lobe. It would have been exquisite if it weren't for her lipstick that started to smudge itself across my skin, creating a very unpleasant feeling to have.

I instantly jerked my head back, which she took as for me to want to kiss. She tightened her hold around my hips and started to grind. With a frustrated growl, I jerked her away from the wall, and burrowed my face against her hair. Thankfully her perfume lost most of its potency through the day as I scented the faint traces of it along her hair.

Kurama…

My eyes jerked open at the familiar voice. For just a split moment, I imagined that it was Kagome I was holding like this. The mirror against the wall didn't help the situation at all with the professor facing me. Her back to the mirror, and what it reflected was me with my face burrowed in raven hair.

Her shirt long gone, giving me the view of the sweet curve of her back and her skirt bunched up high revealing the violet lacy lingerie she wore beneath. It was hard not to mix the two, since I couldn't even think straight in this moment.

For these few moments, it really did seem like I was holding Kagome, right down to that damn skirt. However, and thankfully the illusion was broken as Cardella pulled herself away from me and slowly slid down. Loosening her hold she had around my hips, it seems she was going to take the initiative after all in our little meeting.

Her hands already made short work in undoing my pants in her eagerness to please. As her gaze focused on me, she licks her bottom lip. With a slight frown, I roughly rubbed away the smudged red lipstick with my thumb.

I didn't want to ever feel it against my skin again. Yet oddly enough, she cleaned away what remnants of her lipstick on my thumb with her tongue. Lightly sucking the tip as she brought it into her hot little mouth. Her tongue brushing over it continuously until I tilted her chin back; while removing my thumb.

The proper young professor had vanished and a desperate woman coming after her student was what was left. So was the track of time, as she tugged off my shirt with both of her hands. Her lips just lightly brushing along my lower stomach, placing her own set of open mouth kisses and continued to trail lower.

I didn't have much time, I had class at 2pm, and things were going much slower then I thought so foreplay was out of the question. Not caring about the stack of papers that were so neatly placed on her desk. I pulled her back onto her feet before laying her across the desk surface.

With her looking up at me, I suddenly felt annoyed but I couldn't place why. The piles of papers laid scattered on the floor but neither of us made a move to stop, not even when I felt the light knocking of someone at the door. We didn't need to worry, the door was locked after all.

I tore off the small fabric of her lingerie, and pulled out a condom, tearing the small package carefully with my teeth before slipping it on.

Without any further assistance, I raised her hips with my hands, cupping her bare ass while I rubbed just the tip of my dick along the hot entrance. Grasping her, I pulled her down hard.

She was tight…so incredibly tight.

I placed my hand over her mouth as she cried out, her moans muffled as I continued to fuck her. She may now not care if anyone walked in on us. But I did, for interrupting me while I was feeding was not in the best interest of anyone. Her delicious energy surged forth as I absorbed it greedily. Thrust for thrust, I didn't slow down as she tried to keep up with me.

Wanting more, I moved her to go down on her hands and knees as I moved to grab her left breast with one hand, pinching the sensitive nipple before rubbing the tender flesh as she shuddered beneath me. She bit into my hand hard as I tilted my hips for a different angle.

Once against the image of Kagome plays in my mind as the professor tilts her head forward. Not allowing me to see her face anymore. All I saw was that pale back once more with the raven hair thrown over fragile shoulders. I had to hold back from begging her to call me Kurama. My imaginations ran wild with thoughts of Kagome as I held back the rising growl.

Biting down on my bottom lip, I tasted blood as she moved against me, close to climaxing as I felt her lips move against my hand, whimpering..crying out my name.

It wasn't the name I wanted her to scream, as I grasped her hips feeling myself close as well. With one last thrust, I shut my eyes closed—unless Cordella would enjoy seen gold eyes peering down at her.

Everything else seemed like a blur to me once we finished. She acted as if it was I who was in the wrong as she quickly slipped out of the office, trying to regain some semblance of a composed look. But I knew better by the way she walked away.

Her legs trembled weakly as she walked in her high heels, as she almost bumped into a group of students. Quickly apologizing to them as she continues to disappear from my view. Like the rest of them, she'll be back and she knew where to find me.

Raising my hand, I lightly touched my ear, feeling the residue of her damn lipstick. Wiping it away, I walked down the long winding hallway as I pulled my hair into a loose ponytail before slipping on a pair of glasses. They weren't needed, but Shuichi Minamino wore them all the time during class.

I had to keep some sort of semblance of a good student, which included getting to class on time or else…

Mrs Cordella was going to mark me absent.

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.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x Author Note x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.

Because of Finals at college, I couldn't update as soon as I would have like to. But now I can make up for it since I have a 2 week break! Hooray! The Muse is satisfied since I got her a box of chocolate, so she's hogging the tv watching Daria.

Woe is me.

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Also on a side note, I'll start responding to reviews again in the next chapter. Cause this time its going to be a big one! So get ready for some amazing scenes that will leave your head spinning! You have all been warned. On another note, I'll also be listing a playlist of songs that I listen to while making each chapter. You guys will get figure which song goes to which scene.

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