Professor F

Chapter 21

August almost fell from her chair. And in surprise, she accidentally cut her forefinger with the steak

knife. She winced in pain. Flynn immediately approached her, kneels on her side while holding her

hand. And without warning, he sucked the blood from the cut.

Her eyes widened, finding it sexy when his lips touch her finger and she felt his tongue moving inside

his mouth. It sent a tingling feeling inside her that she tried to pull her hand away but his grip was

strong enough to stop her as he groaned, complaining and concentrating in sucking her finger.

"F—Flynn." She whispered, still blushing.

He stopped sucking her finger and when their eyes met, she saw desire burning in his eyes. August

was caught off guard and froze on her seat when Flynn lifted his hand and pulled the back of her head

to meet his kiss.

She could feel the hunger in his kiss and she responded to him slowly, slightly opening her lips to allow

his mouth to mold the curves of her own and for his tongue to guide her in this another passionate kiss.

He slowly stands up and she did, too. Following every move that he makes. He hugs her small waist

and pulled her close to his, still kissing her. She followed his every step, as if they were dancing in

waltz going to his bedroom.

He slides the glass door to the side and they both entered, one step after the other. She felt her heart

raising when her back touched his soft bed and felt his body on top of hers. She moaned when she felt

his hardness against her stomach.

It seem to have turned him on, he holds her wrists in his hands and held them above her head. "Are

you sure you're okay with this, August?"

"Y—Yes." She uttered under her breath as he looked into his eyes. His face just an inch from hers.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

He removes his glasses, kissed her again as he undressed her, starting with the zipper of her dress

and pulling her dress off of her body, down to her legs and feet. He leaves the dress on the floor and

went back to her in bed. He then unhooks her bra, exposing her chest but she immediately lifted her

arms to cover her chest.

He shakes his head as he holds her wrists to stop her. "You're perfect."

He licks her skin and sucks her nipples. Making her bite her lower lips in pleasure. His one hand

kneading her other breast while his finger playing with her other nipple.

She moved her hand to hold his arms and then hugged him. This familiar sensation his kisses bring

just excites her even more. He then lowered his kiss to her stomach, tracing the skin down to the edge

of her peach cotton panties. He gently bites the soft skin below her navel as he pulls her panties down

and removed them.

She takes a deep breath as Flynn stared at her nakedness. He then went back tasting her skin, his

tongue tracing the direction from her navel down to her folds. His warm breath brings more excitement

between her thighs.

She quivered when his wet tongue teased her sensitive center, pulling his hair involuntarily and

watched him doing pleasures down there as he pinned her hips down on the bed. She bends her back

and moaned hard when he sucks on her juice.

"F—Flynn." She called his name when she felt him continuously flicking her sensitive bean. She started

to feel that new sensation between her thighs, it's too intense she couldn't contain it that she gasped.

She felt her release between her folds that Flynn immediately sucks dry.

He then kneels between her legs and removes his clothes, one by one, his sweater, then his collared

shirt and then his khaki pants after he kicks off his shoes and removed his socks. His excitement

evident when his hands moved in a fast manner but still managed to look so erotic and sexy.

He then stayed on top of her and kissed her lips. "Are you ready?"

She took a deep breath as she locked her gaze with his. He then removes his boxers and she blushed

when she saw his proud huge and hard manhood.

She swallowed hard. ”W—Would that? How would that—“ She can’t even finish her sentences. Her

mind is trying to calculate how that thing would actually fit inside her.

He chuckled softly as he kissed her forehead, as if he enjoyed how much she stammered while looking

at his size. "Trust me, August. I'll be gentle. Our bodies can adapt especially for something that would

eventually be pleasurable.”

She nodded and closed her eyes when she felt him moving his lower body against hers. She moaned

as she opened her eyes and saw him holding his shaft with his right hand and gently positioning

himself on her entrance.

She trembled when she felt the tip of his cock rubbing against her wet folds. Their eyes met and slowly,

she felt the pain of being stretched between her thighs as he pushes himself inside her. Her fingertips

buried on his back as she held her breath.

"Relax." He whispered as he pushed slowly and deeper.

She felt his size ripping her slowly. Her eyes in tears and she can't stop whimpering in pain. “F—Flynn.

It hurts.”

He froze hearing those words. His face looked so worried as August opened her eyes. He looked

horrified and tried to pull away but she stopped him as tears stream down her face. "N—No. I'm fine.

Don’t…” She paused. “…go.”

"I c—can't. We can't do it like this. You're hurting." He looked really worried, almost in panic as his

trembling hands caressed her cheeks. “We can’t do this.” He pulls away gently and kneels on the bed

between her legs while she pushed herself up. Only to have the same shocked expression on Flynn’s

face after seeing blood on his white bedsheet.