Page 40 of Devoured

She just stared at me. "So if you wanted me to forget about you, why did you come to the party last night?"

"When you sent me that text about having a nice life it made me realize that I couldn't. Not unless you were in it."

"That's a selfish reason." She repeated the words back to me that I’d used. When she told me her excuse for lying about her age.

"It is. But I've seen you disappearing these past few weeks. Not eating. Drinking too much. Not focusing in class. I may be bad for you, but I'm better than the alternative."

"So I get to be with you by default?"

"I need you, Penny. I'm addicted to you.” She wanted the truth. And that was the truth. Despite what Dr. Clark said, I knew myself. And I knew this feeling. I loved Penny. I did. But my love was intertwined with something much more sinister. All I could offer her was my promise to try and be better. “I want what's best for you. And I'm going to try hard to be that for you."

"You know that I'm addicted to you too.”

You’re not. Not like I am with you.

“Or else our argument wouldn't have just turned into sex. But you left me. I've never felt so broken before. Tyler was there to help try and pick up the pieces. And if I'm being honest, I didn't just sleep with him because I was drunk."

"I know." I gritted my teeth. Even though I kept telling myself otherwise, I knew. I’d seen the two of them together. He made her laugh. He made her smile. And all I seemed to do was make her cry.

"I have feelings for him too."

Breathe."Here is where I should tell you to go to him. Where I should be unselfish. Please don't make me do that."

"I know you said you needed time, but you waited so long. You made it seem like you wanted nothing to do with me. You wouldn't even look at me in class. I thought...I thought..." She put her face in her hands. "I made a mess of everything."

"No, I did." I hated seeing her hurting. It made me feel physically sick. And this wasn’t her fault. It was mine. I grabbed her face in my hands. "I never should have walked out on you that night. I understand why you lied. And I did exactly what you feared. But I need you to know that the age difference means nothing to me." It should have. But I was a sick fuck and that wasn’t exactly groundbreaking news.

"When you were in high school, I was in elementary school."

I laughed. "It doesn't matter."

"You're my professor."

"It doesn't matter."It’s never fucking mattered. I leaned forward and kissed her, ignoring the sting of the cut on my lip. I grabbed the back of her head and leaned into her until her back hit the floor. "I'm sorry." I kissed the top of her bandage, then the side of her neck. I trailed kisses between her breasts and down her stomach, tasting every inch of her skin.

"Mmm."

I kissed the inside of her thigh. "I missed you."I missed this.

"I missed you too."

I kissed the inside of her other thigh. "I want you again," I whispered against her skin. I’d never stop wanting her.Needing her.I lightly brushed my fingers against her clit. She was still aroused. Still soaking wet. She’d been without me for so long and her pussy was always greedy for me.

Penny grabbed the bottom of my chin and tilted my head toward her. "I want you too."

I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. Gently this time. Lovingly. I needed her to know that this was more than fucking.

Penny wrapped her legs around me and I slowly entered her warmth.

Fuck.I swear my cock was made for her pussy.

She ran her fingers down the muscles of my back, savoring this moment just as much as me. I loved punishing her. But I loved this too. The contrast between the two didn’t seem possible. I needed that raw passion just as much as I needed this right here. Penny possessed everything I needed. She was made for me.Just me.

I reached down and massaged her clit.

Her moan of pleasure making my hips move faster, thrusting my cock deeper.

“Professor Hunter,” she gasped.

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