Page 213 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
I tried to focus on grading the rest of the speeches from today. But my mind kept wandering back to Penny. It always did that whenever I worked in this office. Because I’d had her right here before. Right on this desk."Then teach me, Professor Hunter."I was pretty sure those were the sexiest words I had ever heard. I was getting hard just thinking about it.
There was a knock on my office door.Finally.Penny was standing there with the biggest smile on her face. I looked both ways, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into my office. As soon as the door was closed, I pressed her back against it. "Penny."
"Professor Hunter."
Could she feel how much I already wanted her? I leaned forward, running the tip of my nose down the length of hers. "I thought you were going to start calling me James?"
"It's hard to break a habit. And besides, we are in your office."
So true.I was actually hoping it would be a hard habit for her to break. I smiled and pulled away. "We should probably eat."
"Oh."
It’s okay. My mind isn’t on food either.But I didn’t want her to think I only wanted one thing from her. I’d loved just talking to her last night. I could control myself for a few minutes so we could eat.Probably.I walked over and sat down behind my desk. "I picked up sandwiches from Capriotti's. I wasn't sure what you'd like, so I just got two of my favorite."
"And what is your favorite?"
How had she made those words sound so seductive? "Turkey, lettuce, provolone cheese, and mayo." I hoped that was okay.
"That sounds delicious." She sat down across from me, grabbed one of the sandwiches, and unwrapped the paper. "It's actually exactly what I would have ordered." She took a bite. "So good."
I laughed. "We have more in common than I thought."
"Apparently so." She slowly chewed. "Can I ask you something?"
"Of course." Fuck, not more questions. I wanted to be honest with her. But that didn’t mean it was easy for me to divulge information.
"I failed my speech, didn't I?"
I breathed a sigh of relief. "You'll have to wait until tomorrow to find out just like everyone else. No favoritism, remember?"
"I thought you were joking. So I really don't get special treatment?"
I shook my head. But it wasn’t true. How could I not show her favoritism? I clearly wasn’t very professional.
"None at all? I really think there should be certain perks to dating a professor."
"Well, that depends on what you have in mind. I think maybe there could be. I'm sure you could persuade me if you really wanted to."
She put her half-eaten sandwich down on the paper. "This is good. But I'm actually hungry for something else."
I lowered my eyebrows. Screw lunch, I just wanted her too. She stood up and walked around my desk, trailing her index finger along the wood.
"I've had dreams about what you did to me on this desk." She leaned against it and gripped the edge in her hands.
I swallowed hard. I’d had the same dreams. Over and over again. I’d been thinking about it right before she knocked on my door. And all I could think about was one thing. "It would be better to relive it." I lightly brushed the inside of her thigh with my fingertips.
"That's not exactly what I had in mind." She lifted her foot and pushed it against my chair, rolling it back from my desk. And then she knelt down in front of me.
Fuck, this is going to be fun.I was already getting hard.
She ran her hands up my thighs and slowly unbuttoned my jeans. I couldn’t wait to shove my cock down her tight throat.
"You're going to want to scream. But don't make a sound." She repeated the words back to me that I’d told her that first time. She was so fucking sexy.
"Penny."
She unzipped my pants. Opened the flap on my boxers. Pulled out my rock-hard cock.
