He led me out of the club to where a Cadillac escalade had been situated. His ride was quite fancy. Classique. Hurriedly opening the door for me, he hopped in too. He signaled the chauffeur who nodded and drove off.
Were we going to an hotel? I had nearly died from anticipation. I always took my men home, not them taking me anywhere. He sat calm, brought out his phone and tapped at it."Were are we going to?" I asked."My home," he replied calmly.Okay, this was getting awkward. I was here burning up and he was there acting all calm. Was I even a turn on for him? Or was he just the only one who has this much effect on me?Fuck it,I yanked the phone out of his grasp and his brows furrowed,"What are you do–"Before he could say something else I covered his lips with mine. A wanton moan slid past my lips when I caught the whiff of tequila and lime on his breath. The amazing feel of his lips was heavenly.He stiffened under my abrupt move but eventually began to kiss me back.And damn,He was good.His lips skillfully explored mine I panted. I rubbed my thighs together to produce some form of relief for my painfully throbbing pussy but his hand held my thighs apart, the other cupped my face and he pressed my body closer to his.He pulled back and gazed into my eyes like he was searching for something. A ghost of a smile tainted his lips and vanished the same minute it appeared.He breathing slowly became heavy and he tugged off his glasses before claiming my lips once more. His kiss was gentle but dominating, he wasn't struggling to gain control but his kisses demanded I submitted to him.His tongue expertly slipped through my lips and mingled with mine, earning a whimper from me.I trailed my hand over his body, wanting to feel those pecs and abs I'd had a glimpse of earlier, my hand instinctively began to travel down to his crotch but his hand caught mine midway the moment he pulled back..He frowned, "I didn't take it you were a whore,""What?!" I half breathed when I moved away from him, eyeing him with a scowl plastered on my lips.His stony gaze softened a little as he spoke, "I'm so–""—oh please! I think you already saw me as one the moment you walked up to me in that club. Not that I care though, I fuck for the fun and pleasure it gives. Not for money." I paused and my gaze swept across his face. I wondered what was going through that mind of his. I didn't do nerds, why the fuck did I agree to this one?!One moment he's looking like an innocent puppy about to cry as he stared at me, the next, he's wearing that cold gaze. Dude must really have some DID shit going on.Even through his young look, maturity was clearly plastered on his face. I knew nerdy could be way older than me. Even though I looked more like an adult, I was no less than twenty while he looked twenty seven. Looks could really be deceiving.Thankfully, age was just a number if the thing between his legs was enough to keep me screaming all night.I sighed, this was a terrible mistake,"I knew I made a terrible mistake the moment I let myself get carried away by—""—A man you find nerdy. Didn't they ever teach you not to judge a book by it's cover?" He whispered calmly.Okay, I've had enough of this cool guy shit. Was this even the man who had me wet in one minute with just words?"Well I guess we both are guilty of judging!" I snapped my gaze to his.He sighed, rubbing the nape of his neck. "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean it that way.""Oh really?" I frowned.He sighed again before stroking his neatly tousled hair. He mumbled some incoherent words to himself before turning back to face me,"Look, I don't know what you think I meant but you got me all wrong. The fact that I walked up to you and you agreed to share my bed tonight doesn't mean that I see you as a woman with less virtues. I just didn't think you're the type to want to be bedded in a vehicle. I like to treat my women more special than that, even if it's just one night spent together. And also fulfill their fantasies while we're at it."That was one terrible conclusion. Why would he think only whores had sex in cars? The fun in sex was to do it in every wild ways possible. And from the looks of things, he sounded like a man who stuck to missionary style because he thought the rest was for whores and porn.I was doomed.But the sweet melodies his voice held and the sweet words he'd spoken made heat creep up my cheeks. Thank goodness the car was dimly lit. I should be mad he called me a whore but was I really any less? I sure as hell didn't fuck because I wanted to, I fucked because I had to, because my sanity depended on it in more ways than one.I leaned back on the seat and pulled down my gown that was beginning to ride up my laps. As much as I'd like to taunt him with a little bit of skin, I'd rather avoid being called a whore a second time."So, what do I call you nerdy?""What?" He asked with a frown."Name,""Elijah," he replied, scooping the phone I hadn't realized I was still holding out of my grasp.And damn,If that wasn't a good name to moan out when I orgasmed.He spoke again, "forgive my manners, I didn't ask yours,""Lizzie," I blurted out.He stared at me for a few moment as if doubting the truth of that being my name,"What?" I raised a brow.He shrugged, "nothing,""I wasn't trying to get fucked by you in a car. I only wanted to know if I get to you as much as you get to me," I said candidly.His brows rose and his stone cold expression softened once more. Abruptly, he grabbed my hand and placed it on his bulge when he shifted his legs.I gasped,Hell, he was hard. Fucking rock hard. How hadn't I noticed the tent that had formed in his pants?I'm just going to blame it on the dimly lit car.He smirked."You get to me a little too much. It's hard to not want to take you right here, in this car."Said car suddenly skidded to a stop.His home was magnificent. Nicely decorated far more properly for a bachelor, the glass mansion was elaboratly designed it had no hanged pictures except some few paintings on the wall. As much as I'd have loved to explore the entire house in all it's magnitude, I didn't think that was a proper thing to do. He led me into the living room and headed straight to the mini bar, "care for a drink?" He turned to face me when he plucked out a bottle of whiskey. "Why don't we just get down to business instead?" I drawled out seductively. His lips twisted back into what would have been called a smile, " we will. But first Lizzie, we have to talk."Stepping out of my heels I flicked my hair to a side and slowly began to unzip my dress. I swayed my hips in a perfect rhythm as I approached him. I pushed him back against the bar counter my hand rested on his chest and my lips slowly kissed his jaw. "Talk about what?" I asked hoarsely. He rested the bottle back on it's shelf and his hand curled
“Elijah!" I screamed out his name as pleasure racked through me. My eyes flew to the back of my head and my toes curled when I thrust the dildo into me one last time. I buried my head in the pillow and covered my mouth with a hand to muffle the screams that broke through. When I got off my high, there was a knock and a voice spoke from the other end of the door. "We gonna be late for classes girl. You've gotta stop masturbating and get the fuck out of there!" Lee shouted agitatedly. I couldn't blame her, She had to put up with me touching myself every time I had a flash back and remembered Eli. It was disturbing for me, how my body had seemed to get overly aroused every single time I'd remembered him. Funny enough, i didn't get the urge to hump someone else. I got into the bathroom, hurriedly showered, tugged on a baggy jeans with a white crop top and shrugged on my combat boots. I had my hair in a ponytail before wrapping it into a messy bun, a few lose strands fell at the back.
I curled up on the couch. That fucker had told me to get out of his office, it took everything in me to not slap him hard across the face. I felt a tinge of pain at his harsh words-why, I couldn't tell. I was already in a foul mood as it was. After I'd left Elijah's office and went back to Lee, she said nothing and we both drove home in silence until we were in our apartment. She paced the room demanding an explanation. "Alexis! What the actual fuck happened at school? And why is the new professor's name Elijah? The same name you've screamed for a week.""We'd have to ask his parents why they named him Elijah cause I really don't know." I shrugged. She eyed me suspiciously "really? And that same Elijah just happened to call you into his office, alone, out of hundreds of students?"Okay, I admit. I couldn't keep her in the dark. She had to know, maybe then she could give me an advice on what to do cause fuck! I really needed one. "Okay, fine. Dr Elijah Carson is the same Elijah I
The next day I was off to school. I'd told Kai I wasn't seeing anyone but being in relationships freaked me the hell out so I asked him to leave. Luckily, I didn't have Eli-Dr Carson' class today. Once I was done with all my classes for the day, I returned home, did some few stuffs, smoked a few joints and when it was late, i changed into a short that barely covered my asscheeks with fishnet stockings underneath. I wore a baggy shirt on it complimenting it with a black Lycra boot. I wore dark makeup, painted my lips purple and gathered my hair in two messy buns. Then I strapped on a pair of skull rings and earring. ★★★★In the next hour, I was back at the club. This time, I was in no mood to dance. I had a lot on my mind and I needed the loud blasting sounds of songs from the club and a couple shots of drinks. I tapped my fingers frantically at the counter in front of me, sipping my tequila. "Mind if I keep you company?" A voice spoke. I grunted in annoyance when the owner of th
It's been two weeks again. Ever since I'd had a fallout with Elijah. I still couldn't help but wonder how things could have gone if I'd taken up his open offer. You know that feeling Anna felt when she met Christian, or that feeling Massimo felt when he saw Laura, that's exactly how I felt every single time I walked into his class and saw his face. Funny right? Well, fuck me for making references to smutty movies and BDSMS but what can I say, I'm sex deprived. Other than torturously masturbating quietly at night to fantasies of him, I had no interest in riding anyone else. It was like he'd cured me and limited my OCSB to him only. Whenever I had his class, he wouldn't even spare me a glance and he always had a permanent scowl plastered on his face every time he saw me walk in. Lee on the other hand was glad I'd ended things clean and carefully for my sake. She feared for the outcome of such reckless clandestine affair. "Today, we'd be learning about Mood disorders, the first gro
Kai led me through a passageway in the villa that led to an hidden room in the house. Scared was an understatement, I felt fright creeping into the very pore of my being as he led me on.Why was I scared, you might ask?Well, for one, Kai was known to be a notorious drug dealer who allegedly worked for a Mafia Syndicate, who knows maybe they were traffickers too?As much as the rational part of me screamed to run away, my legs were doing the opposite, following him sheepishly like a lamb to the slaughter.He pressed a button hidden between an array of paintings seated beautifully on the wall. If that doesn't scream suspicious, I don't know what else would. I filed that away in my mind, reminding myself to ask him sometime later.When the doors that camouflaged as a wall split open, I hesitated, contemplating making a run for it. Kai turned to give me an assuring glance but that didn't do much with my heart that had started to hammer frantically at my chest.I dragged my legs behind hi
I took another can of beer, popping it open when I noticed Kai's attention was now focused on me. He leaned closer, his nose at the crook of my neck, sniffing and inhaling.“I like your scent. You smell so fucking good,” he purred seductively, licking at his lips and making my breath hitch in my throat.“Kai..” My voice was merely a whisper. I thought I'd only been attracted to Elijah but I couldn't deny the connection that had begun to form between Kai and I, not to mention the sexual sizzle that hung dangerously close in the air. And fuck, if his voice wasn't such a complete turn on for me.I felt my insides tighten with excitement bubbling deep down inside. I fought a moan when his soft warm lips pressed to my skin.“Mm?” he chuckled. “I so badly want to kiss that pretty lips of yours. It's hard to not want to touch you when we're this close.”“What's stopping you?” I turned to face him, our eyes locked in an heated gaze.“I don't want to rush you. I want to savor every inch of yo
When the SUV Elijah had sent to come pick me up came to a complete halt right in front of his home, I dashed in. Feeling hot fury course through every vein in my body.He was not in the lounge but I could hear him whispering away with reckless abandon somewhere around the house. I trailed the voice through the hallway, finding him with his back turned in what appeared to be a kitchen, wearing an apron as he fillet some expensive beef.Sweet delicious smells assaulted my nostrils as I breathed them in. I wondered if he was feigning ignorance or didn't actually notice my presence.“You're here, mia cara. I'm almost done, you'd love the meat.”He turned to flash me a creepy hundred watt smile that showed his pearly dentition but still managed to look sexy nonetheless.“What the fuck, Elijah?!”He growled a warning sound as he went through the beef platings, reaching for a glass he picked a bottle of Macallan Valerio Adami, pouring a considerable amount in each glass.“What's the matter,