My Boyfriend Is a Liberal Arts Student (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 23 Cupids Arrow

-J.P.-

The sex continued, this time with Michael on top of me. His body was like lava against my skin. My body melted under every touch as his tongue made a trail from the left side of my neck, down to the middle of my chest, and to my belly button. I started to squirm-

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

My arms wrapped around Michael's neck in response, pulling him closer. It was more out of fear of being caught (him being a professor and me being a student and all), or something worse. My gut said the latter.

Silence.

If my heart wasn't ready to beat its way out of my rib cage, it was now. Michael stayed frozen on top of me. We were both naked. Neither of us knew what to do. Should I try hiding him in the closet? Would he fit? Damn all that muscle!

It couldn't have been Tyler. So... though I was afraid to find out... who was it? Whatever it was out there most likely wanted to eat me. A few have tried that already. Maybe I should come with a warning label: Bad for your health and your teeth too.

"I'll get it," I offered in a whisper. It was my dorm room after all. Wouldn't it have been suspicious if 'Michael the Professor' answered it? Were professors allowed in this area? I can't say I'd ever seen any professor's around here before. Not even to pick up a late project. No, we students had to bring our papers or whatever we needed to turn in ourselves.

Only the professors were allowed to be lazy.

"No you won't." He ordered. Then again, I wasn't very good at taking orders. Maybe between the sheets, but in reality, not so much.

Before I could stand up properly, Michael gently nudged me back down. I was suddenly looking back at the ceiling. Damn him and all those muscles of his!

Michael started to dress himself (much to my regret) quickly. It was like watching a snake getting back into the skin it shredded out of. No, Michael looked much better (and more comfortable) naked. The dress shirts and slacks he wore always looked too tight. Right now, as he buttoned up his white dress shirt, several buttons were missing. There was plenty of abs to see. My mouth watered at the mere memory of touching them again.

I really wanted to touch them again. To feel the searing heat at my fingertips again. I was getting hard all over again.

With embarrassment, I stopped myself knowing Michael could smell that, with his super werewolf powers. Then again, should I feel ashamed of myself? I was pretty sure we made things crystal clear not too long ago how we felt about each other.

Michael paused by the door. My skin flecked with Goosebumps from his distance. He wasn't here to keep me warm anymore.

I searched for my shirt, or some kind of clothing to cover myself just in case it was Tyler messing with us. Though some part deep inside of me just knew, that wasn't like Tyler. Tyler was too far away to be able to pop right up like that. Maybe he was getting it on with Julian. I certainly hoped there wasn't going to be a repeat of that one night. Just in case. Things would only get worse if that happened again. I really didn't want to think about it. There were too many negative thoughts surrounding the very idea of that happening again.