Chapter 6

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Authors note: Strong language and some sexual content. please don't read if your a minor.

Ellianna's POV-

I walked into class only to find it empty, well, except for Professor Maddox who looked up when he seen me enter. He was looking at me like he wanted to kill me again. His eyes were dark and his jaw clapped shut. "Did he cancel class and I didn't hear him" I thought. He stood up and started walking towards me. I felt my knees go weak because every inch of him was oozing sex. When he stopped inches in front of me and said "I've been waiting for you." then out of no where he grabbed my face and smashed his lips to mine. O. MY. GOD.

I melted in his hands and dropped my bag. Then he took one of his hands away, still kissing me, and slowly made his way to my ass. I had my hands locked on his neck and then he lifted me up and walked over to the table. I found myself kissing him back with just as much passion as he was. He cleared the table off with one quick motion and set me down. His hands were now on my hips and he gently rocked his hips into me core. I could feel how hard he was and a moan escapes my lips.

Then he stopped kissing me. He was looking at me, eyes full of desire, waiting for me to stop him. There was no way I wanted him to stop. Then he took the hem of my shirt and slowly peeled it off of me. He leaned back and looked down at my bear chest. Shit I forgot to wear a bra? Then he disappeared and people started to walk in the class room. They didn't notice me, even though I was sitting on his desk half dressed, and I quickly cupped my breast in shock. I woke with a jolt in my bed panting like I just ran five miles holding on to my breast. What the fuck! I realized it was just a dream and looked at the clock that read 2:30 am. Great!

"It's Friday, it's Friday! Waky, waky waky!" Avery did her normal wake up call and I'm more than happy it's Friday, but even happier because for two days I won't be getting this wake up call. At lease I better not or things could get ugly! I turned around and looked at her and when she seen I was awake and she said "we're still going to the party tonight, right?" I sat up and said "yeah, if you want to." She looked at me like I have ten heads and shook her head and said, as she walked to the door, "I am definitely in! See you later babe."

I got up and made my way to the shower. I was standing there letting the hot water run down my back when I remembered my dream from last night. My nipples got hard and I noticed the ache that appeared between my legs. I had a conversation once with one of my girlfriends about "taking care" of yourself. She liked making out with guys but never let it get past second base. She explained to me that she would "just take care of herself" after she kicked them out. She apparently wasn't ready to give up her v card yet. I never understood how she could talk about it nonchalantly. I have never "taken care" of myself and still hold my v card. I started to change my mind and slowly let me hands run down my breast when my thoughts were interrupted with chatter filling the bathroom. "God woman! get a grip" I thought.

I decided to go with the simple look since I am going to have to re-do everything again tonight. I headed back to my room, put my stuff away, and grabbed my bag. Thank God it's Friday. I only hope when I see Professor Maddox I don't flush thinking about the damn dream I had. Can you say embarrassing.

I made it to class just in time and went and found my seat. I took my stuff out along with the paper that was due and waited for Professor Maddox to start class. Well fuck me he looked even more delicious than my dream. He was wearing his signature dress pants, dress shoes and a white button up shirt. His hair looked some what in control today. He started class right on time. "I hope everyone finished their papers because if you have, you can return your book, pass your paper in and I'll let you go for the day." Chad yelled from the back of the room "SWEET!" and was out of his seat in a second.

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