The Blood Dance

Ch.2

A/N: things will get heated... yes it's fast but please still try and enjoy!! Love feedback !!
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The class piled out of the class. Girls surrounded the Professor asking him questions that were obviously meant to only catch his attention.

Oliver slowly gathered her things. She had another class in thirty minutes, but something made her stay back.
She kept her eyes on his back as he dismissed the girls with a nonchalance that made even her grateful.
She slowly came down the stairs still never breaking eye contact with his back.
'Closer'
'Closer'
She felt her heart nearly beating out of her chest and she hoped its loudness was only due to the fact that it was inside her.

He had walked back to his podium at the front of the class. She didn't know what to say?
Why would she say anything?
Then Oliver would just be like those other girls who craved for his attention.

But his eyes on her, even as briefly as it was, left her like an addict. She wanted more.

She touched the door and stopped.
"I apologize for my tardiness. I-it won't happen again."
Oliver felt the shakiness of her voice  and the burning of her face. She tried to rush out before she was caught in such a mess.
The door was stuck. No. someone was holding it shut.

Gio pushed himself against her and held the door shut. Being so close in her heat and scent had him drunk.

He heard the fast fluttering of her heart and loved that he made it so frantic.

"You smell-" Gio stuck his nose against the crook of her neck and breathed in. She shivered holding back a moan at the touch of his nose skimming her neck.
"-So fucking delicious." He growled out.
She was in shock.  She would've pushed him away. Would've been thoroughly creeped out. But she felt a pull with him so close. It felt too right to just push him away.
'Is this real or am I hallucinating?? Please please be real!' She thought as he spun her around.
She didn't question anymore. She didn't care. What she saw in his eyes shut her up and made her weak.

His eyes were so much darker with intensity, lust, and the rawest need.

She just looked with surprise. Oliver wasn't slow to catch on however; she had been growing wetter and hotter the  second he even looked at her as he taught. With every word he spoke she went up a degree and by the end of class, she had a fever not even a cold shower could fix.

She did began to realize with much excitement that his fingers had begun to gradually ascend from her lower thigh to something that was aching between her legs.

He bent down and briefly thought he was going to kiss her. Instead she got a hot breath on her neck which had her even more wild.

With every inch up of his fingers, she pressed more against him. With every sensitive touch to her neck, Oliver relinquished her hold on control.

Her fingers found their way to his shoulders and pressed him to her.

Gio tried to keep his control but she was too reactive to his touch. He hadn't even meant to be near her but the minute he heard her voice he wanted her.
Her voice was so soft but had a deep edge that told him to take her.

He wanted to feel her beneath him. Wanted to see how she would yell his name, how she would moan when he tasted her.
He wanted to taste her. He wanted to be inside her. He wanted it all.

She looked up at him with a new shade of need in her eyes.
He kissed her.
Her lips were soft and he melted right into her. His tongue pushed into her mouth and she greeted him with her own delicious flavor. He felt his body heat up and he knew he'd have to take her right now or he'd go insane.
He pulled her into him pushing his arousal into her stomach. Oliver felt his need and her hips arched to meet him to show him her own.
With one hand he locked the door- no one was gonna ruin this moment for them.

Gio lifted her as if she weighed nothing and she so sexily wrapped her long legs around his waist with out so much as breaking the kiss.

Walking over to one of the desks he laid her down looking down at her.
Oliver looked up and her lips trembled. She was about to have sex with this man. A man she just met. A man who didn't even know her name. Had she even known his?
She wondered if that fact would stop her. It didn't, so she said what she knew.
"Professor" she whispered so quietly. Gio felt his arousal nearly burst.
'So fucking sexy.' He growled inwardly.
He knew she didn't know his name, he also knew just how turned on her calling him professor made him. But he knew he'd get more pleasure by her calling his name.

"Giovanni." He muttered with need choking his words.
"Oliver"
She slightly smiled which brought his mouth back to hers in a frenzy.

His claws started extending and he hadn't even noticed until he ripped her shirt right off. He tried to retract them but all in all just hoped she wouldn't fear him.

She didn't seem to notice. He didn't care much either when he found out she wasn't wearing a bra underneath.

Perfectly round breasts stared back at him and he growled in approval at the tightness off her nipples.

He tasted them as he ached to do and she moaned with every lick. She arched closer and put her hands in his hair.
His teeth grazed her nipple and and jerked panting so beautifully.

Oliver wanted more. His tongue was bringing her to the brink of insanity but she wanted him inside her. Thrusting, pounding into her until she was unhinged and climaxing.
Her hips were grinding against him, rubbing her sex on his arousal. He gave a moan of his own, and the sound was a catalyst that made her frantic for more.
He lifted her skirt with appreciation. Today he loved the skirt. So easily accessed to open.
His hand brushed against her aching sex and she let out a breathy moan.
Gio grabbed the hem of her under wear and pulled down a black lace thong, damp with her wetness.
He put them in his pocket knowing he'd wanted a souvenir.
As he reached for his pant buckle she jerked up. He looked at her hoping nothing was wrong but instead had his hands knocked out of the way.
She frantically unbuckled the belt and threw it on the floor reaching next for the pants.
He chuckled and she stopped,  looking up at him.
Oliver was blown away by his laugh. It was guttural and genuine. His face was perfect in a smile but also seemed like he didn't make a habit of doing it.
He kissed her again brought back her fervor to undo the clasp of his pants.

She did it and she fidgeted with excitement. She became more and more wet just imaging the feel of his-

She pushed her hand in his pants and grabbed a large piece of something. She had suspected he was average but Giovanni was not. To say average was the understatement of the century and she looked up at him trying not to show too much surprise.

His eyes were glazed over with pleasure and all she could say was
"Good for you." Before he responded she tightened her hold around him and pumped once. He jerked and grabbed Olivers waist needing something to hold onto to.
He yanked his shirt off and shoved down his pants continuing to look right at her.
She kept her hold around him and maintained a steady pump with her small hand knowing just how he liked it.
His hand found the back of her neck and held her there at the edge of her desk.
They both felt what was about to happen.
"I'm on birth control." She panted.
She let go of him and put one hand on his chest and the other on his ass.
Oliver tingled as he pushed his cock near her sex. She trembled and her hips tried to make contact. Didn't have to try for very long.
He plunged into her as deep as he could go.
He filled her up completely and she arched with pain and pleasure.