Professor F

Chapter 23

August just got home from her night shift after Keith walked her home. He was such a very gentle and

shy guy. And she met Ruth, his girlfriend who is a Biology major when she went to the coffee shop and

waited for Keith. She was the exact opposite of him. She was very outgoing and outspoken and they

clicked immediately.

"How's Ruth?" She asked Keith.

"She's fine. She keeps asking about you, you know. She really likes you." He smiled shyly.

"I like her, too. She's fun. Does she plan on coming over this week?"

"No. She's actually attending a student conference next week so she's pretty busy that's why she didn't

visit for the past week. She sends her regards by the way."

"Send her mine." They finally reached her apartment. She said goodbye and went up.

She saw Flynn waiting by the door of her place. He smiled as soon as he saw her. She opens the door

and they both went in.

As soon as the door closes, Flynn puts his arm over her shoulder and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"How's work?"

"It's fine. How long have you been waiting?" She asked as she placed her bag on the couch and sits

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"Not long and I cooked dinner. Are you hungry?"

"Starving." She kissed his lips. "Why were you waiting outside? I gave you a key, right?"

"Just excited to see you. I would've waited for you at the coffee shop and walked you home. But…”

She glared at him.

"Alright. I wasn't saying anything." He raised both of his hands in the air. "By the way, I was wondering

if you have any plans this weekend."

She thinks for a moment. "I don't have any tutoring job yet. Why?"

"Would you like to come with me in New York?"

"What's in New York?"

"Just some job."

"You have another job while teaching?" She didn't know about this.

"Yes. It was a job I got before I started teaching, working on some projects with engineers in a firm in

New York." He explained.

She nodded. "And they still hired you even though you're a full time professor?"

"Yeah." He cleared his throat. "I visit the site twice a month or if needed for any major changes or

meeting the directors. That's why sometimes I had to skip classes. Pearsons is very supportive when it

comes to projects like this. It’s also a good way to be up to date in the industry. You know, knowing the

trends. They love to see their staff being involved in projects like this one."

"Must be a very important project." She said as she sits on his lap and placed her hands on his broad

chest.

He took a deep breath and exhaled softly. "You can say that. We're working on a new airport in New

York."

"What?!"

"We're working on a new airport in New York."

"I heard that." She snorted.

He laughed. "I thought you didn’t."

"I'm just surprised that's the project you're working on." She still couldn't contain her shock. "You're

really good at what you do."

He blushed as he scratches his cheek. "Just lucky, I guess."

"That's not luck. You're brilliant. And it turns me on." She kissed his lips as his hands rest on her hips

and pulled her close.

He groaned and she felt his hardness between her legs. She moaned as she starts to move her hips

against his groin. She could feel goosebumps on her nape as he moves his hands inside her thighs

and gently caressed the skin under her skirt.

“So, are you coming?" He asked between their kiss.

"I am coming." She moaned.

"You mean to New York as well, right?" He chuckled as he pulled her hips against his hardness.

She shivered as she felt her release between her legs, her panties wet. "Yes, genius." She giggled.

"Good." He pulls her face for another kiss and slides his hand inside her light pink cotton panties.

"You're wet."

She bites her lower lip to suppress her moan as he inserted his two fingers between her folds. He lays

her on the couch and moved his body on top of hers. She spreads her legs and allowed his lower body

to rest between her thighs. His hardness against her damp panties. He then settled between her legs

and licked her folds as his fingers played with her folds.

"F—Flynn." She pulled his hair to look at him, watching him lick and suck her wetness.

He used his right hand to unzip his pants and pulled his hard shaft. He moistened his hard manhood

with her love juice, brushing it against her wet folds. He looked into her eyes before he positioned

himself on her center.

"Ready?"

She takes a deep breath. This is their second attempt to make love. While they locked their gaze, she

nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck. He slowly pushed his hardness inside her. She felt the

same pain like the first time but it's bearable now.

He breathes hard as he thrusts deeper inside. "Relax, August." He groaned, as if the pleasure he felt

when her hips involuntarily tensed as he moved deeper was too much for him to bear. “That feels so

good, I might come. So, just relax.” He uttered, still trying to delay his orgasm.

"Y—Yes." She closed her eyes as she pressed her lips together. She felt tears streaming down her

cheeks caused by the painful feeling their bodies becoming one.

She opened her eyes when he stopped moving. And she saw the same worried look on his face. She

could feel him inside her but it’s not even half of his full size.

He kissed her lips and wiped her tears. ”That's enough for now, I guess.” He whispered as he slowly

pulled out.

“Can I use your bathroom?” He smiled at her.

She nodded before he fixed his pants. He looked at her again and pulled her for a kiss. “Just a sec." He

then walked inside her bathroom and closed the door.

She then fixed herself while waiting. She was about to walk towards the kitchen counter when she

realized that Flynn didn't close the door completely. She halted her steps and listened intently. She

could hear some noise inside the bathroom. She walked closer and listened carefully. She heard Flynn

groaning.

"Fuck." He uttered under his breath, as if he's having a hard time.

She got worried and opened the door. "Are you okay?" And she couldn't help herself blushing when

she saw him holding his cock as he leans to her sink, moving his hands fast.

Pleasuring himself.

She saw the shocked expression on his face reflected on the mirror as he stopped moving his hand.

“I’m…” She swallowed. “…I’m sorry." She closed the door immediately.

She blinked her eyes a few times with her face turning red. She’s trying to remember that image of

Flynn masturbating in her bathroom.

He looked so sexy. So, damn hot while coming.