Sadistic Habits | 18+

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SERGIO

AALIYAH LOOKED DOWN AT ME, WHILE I HELD HER HAND. My skin burned the second I touched her and she must've felt it too because she gently pulled her hand out of my grasp and folded her arms across her chest.

The action made her tits press firmly together and I ogled her cleavage but made eye contact with her again because I needed to discuss important matters and couldn't lose focus.

"A proposition?" She asked, her voice sounding so angelic. It did something to me, sending multitudes of shockwaves pulsing through my veins.

I clasped my hands together and leaned forward, placing them in between my legs. "Yes."

She looked at me with curious eyes but along with that curiosity was interest. She seemed intrigued. "Okay, you have my attention. What does this proposition entail?"

Aaliyah looked at my lips for a split second before meeting my eyes again. How would I even start this conversation? "Our night together was .."

"Eventful." Aaliyah interrupted and there was a small smile that played on my lips.

"That's one word to use to describe the evening." I said and she bit her bottom lip making the slacks I wore suddenly feel uncomfortable and much tighter.

"How would you describe it then?" Those brown eyes, looked so innocent and if we hadn't fucked yet I would've thought she was.

Aaliyah took a step backward so I got up from my seat and quickly moved towards her then wrapped my arm around her waist. Her mouth fell agape as she looked up at me.

She placed her palms on my chest and I closed my eyes, taking in that delectable scent and feeling the warmth of her body against my own.

"I would say it was magical, mind blowing and addictive. You are addictive."

She swallowed hard and looked away for a split second. "Aren't you worried about someone walking in?" She asked turning her head in the direction of the door.

I grabbed her jaw and made her look at me again before I shook my head and smiled. She was obviously nervous, it was evident. It was cute though.

"No Aaliyah, I can assure you nobody's going to walk in. Now about my proposition. I want to see you outside of campus grounds. I would like to get to know you. Take you on dates if that's what you desire and lastly I want to fuck you, every chance I get." Perhaps I was too straight forward but judging by her reaction she loved every second of it.

Her gasp was soft but I heard it. Her brown eyes were locked on my hazel ones. Her pupils dilated and I could see her cheeks turning a deep shade of red.

"Professor." Aaliyah's tone of voice was one that I haven't heard before. She sounded almost conflicted, balancing between succumbing to her desires or trying to fight it. "You know what you're proposing isn't allowed and if anybody ever found out, that would result in you being fired."

Why did I feel disappointed? "Nobody's going to find out." I said sternly.

"How can you be so sure?" She asked me, with that sassy tone of voice. "The last thing I need is for people at this institution to think that I've been fucking my professor for extra points."

"Who do you think you're talking to?" Her eyes widened when I grabbed a fistful of her hair and tugged on it really hard making her hiss. "Must I remind you what happens when you talk to me like I'm one of your little friends?"