Sleeping With the Professor (NOT CONTINUING)

Thirty-Two

Saying goodbye to mom was the hardest thing I've had to do. I didn't realize how much I miss her or my dad until today. I couldn't help but think about Sarge and how he is growing older without me there. My heart breaks just thinking about the rest of the farm and I anxiously watch my mom drive away, blowing a kiss to her before she disappears from sight.

"You alright babe?" Becca walks me back inside the dorm, rubbing comforting circles on my back.

"Yeah, I just didn't realize how homesick I was."

"I can relate. I haven't heard from my parents in two weeks." I squeeze her hand as we take our place on the floor, propped up by fuzzy pillows, encasing our bodies in large blankets that we got on sale.

We chat about life, our hopes and dreams, our fears. We confide in each other for the first time in a while, ridding our conscious of guilt. Becca proceeds to explain how sorry she was for using my toothbrush last week. Despite my disgust and mentally note to stop by the store tomorrow, we laugh. Not just fake laughter to ease our minds, but true laughter where we have to hold ourselves due to the fact that either of us could piss our pants. I've been known to wet my pants from a good joke, so the fear is very present in the moment.

Of course modern day technology ruined our gush-worthy gossip session. Our laughter subsided as she picked up her phone. It's Ryan. "Hey Ry what's up?" Hell yeah I'm psychic bitch.

I use this time to send Tony an update. He sends me a selfie of his beautifully sculpted face where his lips are pointing down, forming a frown. Poetry? I save the photo to my camera roll and fight my subconscious to not make it my lock screen to ogle at mindlessly during boring ass lectures. AKA math. Speaking of math, Professor Richards is one creepy ass dude and I don't know why he looks so familiar.

The only good thing to come out of this class thus far is my newly developing friendship with Beau, the stereotypical boy next door. He gives off the same vibes as Eric regarding looks, but they differ in personality. BIG TIME.

Rebecca's voice is now directed towards me and it snaps me out of my daydreaming. "I don't mean to be a pain but will you be okay if I go to Ryan's? He's going through something right now and needs me. But I can stay,-" she trailed off.

"I'm fine, go ahead." She kissed my cheek, wishing me goodnight before leaving me alone to my thoughts.

I text Tony to ask if he can pick me up. Less than thirty seconds pass until he responds with a "YES" that made me giggle.

His close proximity still gave me time to change into lingerie underneath a baggy shirt and spandex. He texts me that he is outside and I grab anything I might need for the night including a pack of mentos to freshen my breath.

I rush outside, trying to remain as quiet as possible. I don't want the RA to hear me out and about because lord knows she will question me and I don't feel like making up an excuse. Once outside, I spot Tony's car and make my way over to it, open the door and hop in. He is wearing a pair of my favorite joggers with a homemade muscle t-shirt to showcase his biceps, triceps and whatever other arm muscles there are.

"I missed you," he pouted and put the car into drive.

"You just saw me silly." I tease as he speeds off down the road, one hand resting above my knee.

"You left me horny as fuck," he tightened his grip on my thigh and I chucked lightly.

"Did I?" I dramatically gasp and lean backwards against the seat, releasing a long sigh.

"Lill you're so hot," he whines and moments later we are in his driveway.

I go to open the door for myself but I forget that Tony is a gentleman and nearly fall out of the cab into his arms. He scooped my body into his arms effortlessly, kicking the door closed behind him. The truck chirped as he pushed open the front door.

He sets me down on the ground so that he can lock the door and remove his shoes. His back muscles move together effortlessly as he bends forward to untie them. I was only wearing flip flops so it took me no time at all to remove them, allowing me to stare at Tony's body.

He turns around and rushes to me, crashing our bodies together as he hungrily presses his lips to mine. Tony moans into my mouth before pulling away to lead me upstairs. His breathing was ragged and the bulge in his pants steadily rose as he flung the door open and pressed my body against the wall.

With my arms pinned on either side of my head, Tony dipped his head into the crook of my neck, biting and sucking on my skin. His hands slowly explored my body from my shoulders down to my butt, pinching and squeezing my curves. "Lilly," he moans against my jaw before placing soft kisses along it

"Yes?" I huff out, my heart accelerating rapidly and my breath hitching in my throat.

He presses his lips against my ear and whispers in a husky voice, "Do you mind if we get a little kinky tonight?"

"K-kinky how?" I can feel my lady parts getting wetter as he grinds his crotch against mine.

"A little stripping, dancing, bondage, whatever you want." He is practically panting as the words fumble out of his mouth. "Oh Lilly, the image of you tied to my bed is all I can think about."

"I didn't know you were like that?" I tease.

"You don't know a lot about me yet," Tony licks his lips, waiting for me to respond.

"I'm down."

He smiles widely and picks me up, wrapping my legs around his torso. We don't break our kiss once as I fall backwards on to the bed, Tony looming over me, eyes full of lust. Before I can say a word, Tony has us stripped down to our undergarments. I silently thank myself for wearing my red lace lingerie. It is his favorite. "Oh my," he loops a finger through the string of my thong and I wiggle anxiously under his touch. "Are you sure?"

His eyes peer into mine, glazed over with lust. "Positive," he grins devilishly at my response.

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(A/N) Sorry y'all, exams are still happening.

I've  been so stressed out but I've managed to squeeze an update in. Sorry it is shit.

Until the next update...xoxo