The One Night Stand Turns Out To Be My Professor

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Jacob’s POV

I didn’t know why exactly I was sitting here, by the dining table when she was just a few feet away. Keeping an eye on her didn’t exactly mean that I should stay where she was. I could he upstairs in their guest room. I would still be keeping an eye on her that way.

But no. Here I was just a few feet away from her, because I…because I couldn’t stay away from her.

“Do you think…do you think they’d be back anytime soon?”

I went stiff, and then I turned to her slowly and raised a brow like I didn’t hear what she said the first time. “What?” I asked. I was just surprised that she was even talking to me. We’ve been ignoring ourselves for a while now.

“I said, do you think that they’d be back anytime soon?” She asked me again and I just shrugged. I didn’t think they’d be back anytime soon at all. It was unlikely.

“I can’t say for sure,” I answered and she bit her lip, nodding her head before turning away from me. I hated the fact that I was painfully aware of every little thing she did.

“Why do you keep encouraging Sophia to…take the risky decisions she takes, just to rile Ian up?” I asked and she turned back to look at me, her brows furrowed and then shook her head at me.

“Sophia doesn’t rile him up on purpose,” she answered quietly. “Would you like it if I locked you up in your room 24/7, because some people you don’t even know, and didn’t offend, are after your life?”

I bit my lip and remained quiet. “Would you like it if you can’t walk freely, knowing some people are always watching you and reporting your very movement to someone else?” She asked and I remained quiet still.

“Good. That’s the exact same way we feel. You can’t fault us for feeling that way. It’s not something we can get used to just like that. It’s not something we can ever get used to,” she explained to me in a soft voice.

“We’re just trying to protect you both,” I replied quietly and she smiled at me, nodding.

“We know that,” she answered. “And we appreciate that but you and our brother can’t just treat us like caged birds.”

But I wasn’t really listening to her anymore. I was staring at her and wondering about just how much I wanted to fuck her. Just how much I wanted to be inside of her one more time.

I clenched my jaw and then shifted on the chair. “Come here,” I grumbled. I wasn’t expecting myself to say it, but I did.

“Huh?” She asked, her brows raising before she got up from the chair and walked to me. “I’m here.”

“You’re so hot,” I murmured, taking her hand in mine. “Do you know that?”

“Uhm…” She began and trailed off, looking puzzled for a while before she said, “Thanks?”

“I’m serious,” I said, my eyes boring into hers. Since I was holding her hand, I used that to my advantage and pulled her onto my lap as quick as I could.

“Jacob,” she breathed out, my chest rising and falling hard. Clearly, she was disoriented. And I could note the change in her scent. She was turned on. Good.

She opened her mouth to talk again, probably to argue but I took that as an opportunity, leaning forward and slamming my lips on hers hard, and sliding my lips into his mouth.

She went rigid, and then slowly. She relaxed into my hold, moaning slightly, kissing me back with the same pace I was using with her.

“Oh, gods,” I moaned in her mouth. “I hate that…” I began and trailed off, pulling back and staring into her eyes. I hate that I loved her. That was what I was about to say. “I hate how attracted I am to you,” I said instead.

Her nostrils flared and her scent got even stronger. I ran my hands through her hair and pulled her back to me, kissing her harder and grinding on me.

She rubbed herself on my cock and I slid my hand underneath her skirt. A moan escaped her lips as I touched her clit through the panties she was wearing, sliding my fingers up and down.

“Fuck, baby,” I murmured against her lips, pushing her panties aside. “You’re so fucking wet.”

She moaned as I slid one finger into her and let it remain there. She clenched hard around my finger, squeezing it and I got even harder. “Did you let someone else touch you?” I demanded and she went still.

“What do you mean?” She asked.

“Have you let someone else touch you?” I asked, wondering if she remembered what I said from that first night. Only I get to touch her. Only me.

To my surprise, she shook her head slowly instead of being difficult as always. “No,” she whispered. “Never.”

“Good girl,” I murmured, my eyes glinting while she lifted herself off me slightly and fumbled with the joggers I was wearing before she pulled it down along with my boxers. I was rock hard, my cock already standing and brushing against the slickness of her clit. A small moan escaped her lips as she shivered lightly.

I placed my hand on her hips and lowered her down on my cock slowly. She gasped, going still for a second before she relaxed, lowering herself slowly till she was sitting on my cock.

I closed my eyes, feeling like I was in heaven while she breathed heavily and fast. I opened my eyes just as her nails were digging into my shoulder, her eyes boring into mine.

“Fuck, so tight,” I groaned, my hands moving down to her ass and I tightened my grip on it. I lifted her up and down on my cock, making her ride me slowly.

It didn’t take long for her to reach her orgasm and I followed suit almost immediately.

She was breathing heavily by the time we finished and she got up instantly, her eyes widening slightly. She gulped, moving away from me and I frowned, wondering what the sudden change in attitude was.

Or…did she think I didn’t want her around again?

“Wait,” I said, getting up too and taking her hand.

“What are you doing?” She asked, her voice cracking a bit. There were tears in her eyes and it was killing me.

“Come here,” I murmured and led her up the stairs to her room . I took off her skirt and the top she was wearing, then took off my shirt and my joggers too. I took her into the bathroom without saying anything and bath her gently.

I didn’t know why I was doing that. I just didn’t like how she was feeling afterwards. And I thought this was what would make her feel okay.

I ran my hand through her hair, bathing her and after that I took her to the bed, climbing in with her and cuddling her. We both still weren’t saying anything to each other. It didn’t take time before she fell asleep in my arms.