I knew I shouldn’t have been feeling this way about my professor, but I needed him. I needed him with such an urgency, I could barely contain myself. The moment the hotel door closed, he was on me and I didn’t stop him.
He pushed me up against the door and lifted me up like I was weightless. His lips crashed down on mine. He cupped my chin with one hand to hold my face in place while he ravaged me. I kissed him back with equal fierceness. His tongue licked my lips open and entered, searching hungrily. Our tongues met in my mouth and a moan ripped from my lips.
He pulled away for a moment to growl, “You taste like heaven.” And then his mouth was back on me.
He put my feet back onto the ground and used his hands to pull my wrists above my head where he pinned them to the door with ease. He kept one hand there and moved the other down my body. He moved slowly, deliberately, trailing his hand down my arm, caressing my neck, squeezing one breast, and then wrapping around my ass and pulling my hips to meet his. His mouth moved to the sensitive spot on my neck and nibbled there.