Emily: Hello Kitten (The ‘Hello’ series)

26. Chapter 26

twenty-six

“ Y ou’re such a naughty student,” Adrian snarls as he fucks me on his desk, bending me over my own essay as he plows into me. His hand is so tight around my mouth, I can’t get out a single moan. “Trying to seduce your professor for a better grade.”

My eyes roll back as he picks up the pace and intensity. I know he can’t spank me here. It would be too loud. Even his words are hushed. He grunts as he thrusts all the way inside me. My hips bounce against his desk. I shudder and moan. When his nails bite into my ass cheek, I tremble and feel my pussy clench around him.

“You want to come, don’t you?” he demands when he pulls me up, and I brace myself against his desk with my skirt around my waist. “I feel your pussy begging for it.”

I moan against his palm and rest the back of my head against his shoulder. He rolls his hips, grinding deep inside me. “I don’t think you deserve it. You don’t deserve to come today with all this teasing and your… brazenness.”

Still, he fucks me until there’s a knock on his door. I gasp as Adrian slides out of me and shoves me under his desk. He clears his throat and crowds me under his desk. It’s dark down here, and no one coming in from the door will know I’m here. I back myself against the wood paneling that will also hide that Adrian’s pants are down.

“Come in,” he calls.

I move forward after a second and glance at his face. All traces of our naughtiness are gone from his expression. He’s as cool and calm as ever while I’m panting, dripping on his carpet, half-crazy with need.

“Dr. Hayes, I really want to understand where I went wrong here. A C?” a girl asks with an obvious pout. “I think I deserve more than that.”

“Why?” he asks.

“Because I did so much better than my last paper. You even said so in your notes. So why isn’t my grade better?” Her mewling annoys me. “Is there a way I could… convince you to improve my grade?”

“I know you’re not making a lewd suggestion,” he says in a hard voice.

“No, I mean… I just…” She sniffles. “Please, I need to pass the class with more than a C! I’m working so hard, and I’ll do anything to improve my grade.”

Oh, I definitely don’t like this. Roleplaying with him is one thing when it’s me, but another student?

“I’ll look it over, but I’m not promising anything. I have a firm policy on grades being final,” Adrian says clearly.

“Even if I offered you… everything? I mean, I’m free tonight and…”

My heart stammers in my chest, and I hate where my mind is taking me. I know we never talked about us , and I shouldn’t believe that I’m the only one, but it hurts to think he does these plays with someone else.

“Is there a reason you think I’d accept that offer? That I would take advantage of a student?” he asks, a hard edge to his voice, and I take a sharp breath, wondering if he’s saying this because I’m looking at his hard cock right now.

I don’t want to spiral further, so I edge closer to him and lick up his cock. His eyes don’t waver, but I know he feels it, so I do it again and again, sucking the head of his cock slowly.

“No! No one would ever think you’d do that, I’m just… desperate,” she admits.

Adrian scoots closer toward me and opens a drawer. Then his hand presses on the back of my head until I’m almost gagging on his cock. I suck and work my throat around him, licking him desperately even though he won’t let me move, and all the hurtful thoughts fade.

“That isn’t the way to improve grades. That’s how you ruin my reputation and yours. I’ll look over the essay, but consider doing one of the extra credit assignments,” Adrian says and exhales slowly as I slip deeper over his length, drooling on his cock.

“Yes, Dr. Hayes. I understand,” she answers in a sulky voice.

“Is that all?”

“Yes,” she answers. “I’ll look at the extra credit assignment.”

“Good,” he breathes.

I move a little when his hand loosens, and then his fingers tighten in my hair again, pinpricks of pain radiating across my scalp.

“If that’s all, I have more grading to do. Have a good day,” he says.

“You too,” she answers.

When the door shuts, he pushes back in his chair and takes me with him.

He arches an eyebrow at me. “That was a dangerous game, Emily.”

I follow him, crawling across the floor to wrap my lips around his cock again. He takes sharp, panting breaths, grunting when I take him all the way down my throat. I finally push him over the edge, making him come.

He empties himself down my throat, giving me shallow thrusts that force him further down my throat. Adrian’s hand softens and strokes down my neck. His fingers slowly move over my jaw as I lick him clean, then he gently lifts my head, his thumb stroking across my cheek.

“Come here, Kitten,” he purrs.

I scamper to my feet and stare at him, trying to hide the frustration the other student brought up in me.

I lean my ass against his desk.

“Emily?”

My wrong thoughts have crawled back, and it seems he has noticed. “Do they flirt with you like that all the time?” I ask.

Adrian moves closer, wheeling his chair closer to me. “Does it bother you?”

I gulp. “Yes,” I say softly, a redness painting my cheeks.

“Why?”

“Because you could have whoever you want, Adrian. You could have any student or professor. You’re new, attractive, on the young side, smart, and if you’re regularly getting propositions like that… I’m worried someone knows something or that…”

“We’re exclusive, Emily,” he promises. “I told her no. I would have told her no when you weren’t here. I’ve told the other three students who’ve tried the same thing.”

I pull my shirt down, feeling exposed in the wrong way. Adrian fixes his pants, then finishes redressing me. He hugs me to him, gently caressing my back, then sliding his hand into my hair and tugging gently so I have to look up at him.

“There’s only you. You roll around in my head all day. I text you constantly. I’ve reserved all my weekends for you. When you speak in class, I’m entranced,” he whispers. “My head doesn’t have room for anyone but you.”

As much as I like his words, I hate them too. Hate that I care so much, as I never meant to be in this situation.

Adrian gently tugs my necklace and smiles. “Now… this frat party.”

I shove him. “You’ll be recognized if you show up. No one can forget your gorgeous face or those eyes. Behave.”

“Sure, I’ll behave just like you did today,” he says with a light threat in his voice. He spanks me through my skirt. “Wait another few minutes before you leave.”

“I do actually want to discuss an assignment,” I say, peeling myself from his lap. “I’m not sure which book to choose for this, so I’m not sure if you’d like me to choose something from the reading list or if I have free reign.”

He watches me with his intense gaze, a smile tugging at his lips. “I like that you’re so focused on the assignment. As long as the book is relevant, I’ll accept whatever you decide.”

“Any book?” I clarify.

“Any relevant book. The midterm won’t be shared with the class, but I’m hoping for something that reflects your writing abilities and your analytic side in equal measures,” he clarifies, and the door flings open, making me flinch.

“Oh, Dr. Hayes… Emily!” Dr. Spence grins. “I won’t interrupt.”

“Any relevant book, got it. I hope my essay stands out,” I say and nod to Dr. Spence. “Have a good day, both of you.”

I walk out, still feeling Adrian’s eyes on me, and head outside to the library.