Seducing the professor

Chapter 14: After the after party

He stops stroking my hair and moves to face me. "It took me a very long time to do that, Ritasha. Vishakha was the first girl I loved so deeply, so it took some time. But if I hadn't forgave her in time....I wouldn't have fell in love with you....or any girl who deserves me."

"Hey, only Ritasha Sharma deserves you!!"

"Yes babe, only you!" He continues stroking my hair and twirling it.

"But why me, Mahir?"

"I've been with many girls to forget the pain so I did a lot of senseless fucking. But I didn't care. And you know sex means nothing to a man...unless he loves you. I couldn't fall in love with any of the other girls."

"Why? There's so many beautiful girls....they're even your age too."

"Because ever since I laid my eyes on you...I knew my world was about to change. Vishakha and I agreed to leave our past in the past, it's not like we can change anything. And even if I could, I wouldn't change a thing because it brought me closer to you."

"I'm glad you guys talked." I run my hands down his arm.

"I wouldn't have if you didn't insist, so thank you baby. I feel like a huge burden has been lifted off my chest."

"Hmm..."

"Oh, am I so boring now?" He spanks me under the thin sheet covering us.

"No, I was listening to you. I would ask something like that..."

"Your influence!! My drama queen..." We drift off in each other's arms.

The morning sun dawns through the curtains waking me up from the tiresome activities of the previous day...this excludes the workout we had in the night. My body felt like jelly. I intended to take a long steamy shower and not long after that, Mahir joined me, lacing his hands around my waist from the back.

"Good morning, beautiful." He says placing a kiss on the side of my neck.

"Morning, love."

"Why so early?"

"We leaving today...remember?"

"So early...!!!" He screams in frustration.

"Mahir....Shush!!! I don't want to be here any longer."

"We have time to spare. I'm sure your mom is not even up yet."

"Time to spare? What can we do?" Asking him with tease in my tone.

His hands move up to cup my breasts and he caresses them with such love. "I know exactly...what we can...do.. "

"If you talking about doing it again then I'm so sorry to inform you that my body is sore and hurting....thanks to you!!"

"Hmm, I'll give you the best massage you've ever had!!"

"Without anything in return?"

"I'm not making a business deal here! Actually, your parents would be proud to hear that from you."

"Mahir, are you taunting me or you expect me to take it as a cold compliment?"

"I'm joking, love!! I don't need anything in return of loving you. But if you don't want massage-"

"I didn't say that..." I tell him sweetly. Not going to waste the opportunity of getting pampered.

After we shower he places me on the bed bringing some oils. Removing my towel, he pours the oil from my neck, down my back and some on my butt. He moved his hands rubbing my back and kneading the tension in my muscles. His hands moved further down pressing my skin, massaging the curves of my ass.

"Hmmm...Mahir...!"

"Please tell me you changing your mind..."

"Make me!!"

He continues to rub me, feeling every part of my tender body. He goes down to the underside of my thighs, leaving kisses on them and my calves. He urged me to flip onto my back and I did so gently. Grabbing the oils again, he drips it from my neck....over my nipples....over my stomach. He stretches my legs with one hand and dripped the hot oil in between my legs.

One hand rubbed my upper body, squeezing my breast in pain and the other went down to massage my thighs. He dragged his fingers to rub the oil on my hot pussy. Dipping two fingers in, he massages my clit with thrilling passion which creates sensations of wanting him again.

Playing with my folds, he rubs me so smoothly giving equal attention to both parts of my body. I help but moan when he worked his magic on me. I loved the way he fingered me every time, it felt so fucking good.

"I like you like this....wet for me all the time...." He kisses my forehead and then my lips. "...still don't want me to fuck you, baby? I promise I won't hurt you...." He slips in the third finger and I gasp in closeness of my release. "....if you come, I'm gonna have to stick my hard, throbbing cock inside you and fuck you so hard, harder than last night...make you scream so loud so that everyone knows that only I can make you come...." Sweet voice+dirty words=the best orgasm ever.

"Fuck!!...Mahir!!!! Aaaah..." I moan as he rubbed me harder more than ever yet his touch was gentle on my release. I swear I felt myself squirt!!

He kisses me to calm me down, still rubbing me. He sucked my juices from each finger. It was the sexiest thing I've ever seen him do. "Say that you want me..."

"I want you, Mahir!!"

He rips off his towel, straddling me and slipping in with smoothness. He couldn't go too hard because I was still hurting but even though it hurt, my body still wanted him so badly that I couldn't resist him taking me again. It's the first time I've had morning sex...I could get addicted to this.

After I dressed I went downstairs to find mom in the kitchen. She was frying eggs and getting the bread toasted. I could see that she hadn't started making the tea so I join her to help.

"Morning, mamma."

"Morning, baby."

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yes. I know you definitely did..." I look at her in horror. "You guys got a little too loud last night."

My cheeks tend to flush. "I'm sorry...."

"Luckily your father was sleeping like he's dead."

"Thank God!!! I didn't mean to disturb you..."

"It's okay. You guys are young. Now I know why you wanted him to sleep in your room." Mom smiled as she talked. She was still so beautiful...how could dad neglect her???