Dirty Professor

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sweet little pussy. “Don’t worry. We'll have our own little party."
    "Wee-eelll..." I can hear her wavering, and I know she wants to. "But are you going to be nicer to me in class?"
    Oh, God. A strike of something – anxiety – pulses through me. Don’t shit where you eat. But I’ve been very clear with her, I tell myself. She knows this isn’t going to lead to relationship. I don’t do relationships. If she’s upset about what happened in class, it’s about what happened in class. Not about us. "Yeah, sure. Just meet me there. I'll text you the room number when I check in."
    An hour later, I'm turning on the shower in the giant slate and granite bathroom in my hotel suite when I hear Addison's knock, the soft rapping I've come to recognize from my rental house door. I wrap a towel around my waist, shuffle through the suite and open the door.
    Addison’s standing there looking stunning in a black maxi dress and light jacket. She opens her mouth and doesn't close it.
    "Well, come in before someone walks by," I hiss, tugging her elbow.
    "I always dreamed of a hot guy answering the door in just a towel," she says as she steps into the suite, "But I didn't think it would be today."
    "It's your lucky day," I say, pulling her close. "Or maybe it's an apology."
    "Can't it be both?" Addison pulls back to lock her eyes-- more greenish, in this light-- on mine before sweeping her gaze around the suite. The king-sized bed is visible through a double doorway, and the floor-to-ceiling windows show the small town and the forest beyond, leading up to the mountains. "Definitely romantic," she says in a soft voice.
    That same sliver of anxiety slides through me. It’s not supposed to be romantic. Romantic is not shacking up with your professor at a clandestine location so he can fuck you without anyone knowing.
    "Sexy,” I correct her. “And it would be sexier if you were naked too. I slip her jacket down her shoulders. Our lips crash together as I finish pulling her jacket off and play with the straps on her dress, slipping them down over her soft skin. The dress comes down, revealing black and ivory lace-- nice, very nice. It'll be nicer off of her, but for the next twenty seconds, I can admire how gorgeous she looks in it.
    I lead Addison into the bathroom, kissing her shoulders as we walk. I can feel her nipples poking out through her bra, and I give them soft twists as we near the shower. She lets out breaths of pleasure as I play with her tits before reaching around and unfastening her bra.
    Her body is soft and supple, and I love the way her breasts feel in my hands-- not silicone, and not huge, but round and pert. Her pink rosebud tips feel even better in my mouth. I reach between her legs. She's already soaked through her panties. "Won't be needing these," I whisper, pulling at them, and she maneuvers her way out of them, kicking them across the bathroom. She must have shaved again because she's the same unreal level of smoothness that she was a few days ago.
    She gives me that Mmmm I like, and whispers "More."
    I nudge her toward the shower. "Get in there." She obeys. I follow her and let the water pour over us while I play with her clit. All I want to do is drive into her, but I wait it out, teasing both of us, fingering every part of her curves and crevice, keeping my touch light and then shoving my finger inside her.
    Addison moans and leans her head back. Shit, that's so hot.
    "Tell me," I say above the water. "Did you get an attitude with me earlier?"
    "Maybe." I stick another finger inside her and she gasps. "Yes!"
    "Are you sorry?"
    Addison nods, which I would accept, but the way I'm making her answer me is making me so rock hard and she feels too good around my fingers. "Say it."
    "Sorry," she rasps, licking her lips like she's absorbing the sensations I'm sending through her.
    I work my fingers in her, doing circles, a little rough, like I mean business. "You really shouldn't get too snarky with me," I say in

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