Torches

10

Stevie opted to take all of her Tuesday exams on Tuesday. She had the option to move one of them to Thursday but she didn't, saying that she would rather get them all done and over with at the same time so when she finally got the nerve up around seven o'clock that Tuesday night she knocked on Lindsey's front door.

"Stevie?" He asks opening it up.

"Dr. Buckingham." She nods. 

"Why did you knock you have a key." He states.

"Because I've come to collect my stuff. I'm not going to be your housekeeper anymore." She shakes her head.

"But why, is it because of what I said on Monday?" He asks gnawing on his thumb.

"No, though I'm still angry about that...I've taken on the job of being your TA. I'll be making more money working for the college than I would you so I'm resigning." She tells him.

"You accepted it?" He asks.

"I did...Lindsey, I'm not happy with what happened on Monday but I'm ready to move past that. Don and I talked and we've decided to go our separate ways. Our lives are just not in the right places to be together right now and I'm not going to lie...I've got my sights set on someone else...but shh, don't tell anyone because I don't wanna get him fired." She smirks. 

"Stevie are you..." He asks.

"I like you, Lindsey. A lot and I've been trying to like hold back because I know that you're my professor and students and professors CANNOT be together." She sighs. 

"I'm not your professor anymore." He shakes his head.

"Yeah, you are..." She trails off.

"Nope, you're not taking any of my classes. I'm not your professor. I'm just a guy working in the same department as you." Lindsey smirks.

"Oh is that right, then whose going to be grading my papers from now on?" She asks.

"Oh but see I'm not grading your paper. I'm collaborating on it with you and I'm just making suggestions. In fact, you'll be grading my papers." He says getting closer to her.

"Oh yeah?" She questions as they get closer their chests touching now, his hands gripped tightly to her waist. 

"Yeah." He says connecting their lips as Stevie lets out a hungry moan. The sparks shooting throughout their bodies and just like that, five months of sexual tension is released into the room.

Lindsey hoists Stevie up and she drops her bags by their feet and wraps her legs around his waist. Lindsey maneuvers around and locks the front door and then he carries her upstairs. He pushes his bedroom door open and he lays them down on the bed. He pulls off of her and shuts his door a crack so they can still hear Clara if she needs them and then he goes towards Stevie whose laying in the middle of his king-sized bed. 

"Isn't this wrong?" She asks after a moment.

"I don't think so." He replies. 

"But I don't want to get you fired." She shakes her head. 

"Nobody has to know." He nuzzles her neck kissing down it to her sternum, her stomach, her hip bones, and then down to her feet. 

He unzips the velvet six-inch high heel black knee-high boot on her left foot and pulls it off. He rubs the sole of her small foot and she lets out another moan. When he's done with the left foot he moves to the right and then he makes his way back up to her body. He pushes up her black skirt with small white flowers on it and he hooks his thumbs under the top of her fishnet nylons. 

"Tell me to stop right now if you don't want this." He gulps.

"No, no...don't stop." She shakes her head grabbing his biceps and arching her back as his fingers slide her tights down her legs. 

Her legs spread involuntarily as he situates himself between them and he kisses her hungrily and passionately. Stevie pushes off of the bed and Lindsey sits up on his knees as she climbs on top of him and he kisses down her neck. Her white blouse is the next thing to go and then she starts working on his buttons as they kiss and when he's freed from his shirt he puts her back onto the bed and her hands work on his belt buckle. 

She's completely naked at that point though Lindsey is still in his jeans and he kisses down to her entrance. He teases her at first, only sucking on the inside of her thighs but when she laces her fingers through his hair he takes the initiative to lap at her entrance and she cries out arching her back.

"P-please Lindsey...come on." She groans she was frustrated, she was so close but he wasn't giving her what she wanted. 

He pulled away from assaulting her with his tongue and then his hands found her hips as he stared at her and she gave him pleading eyes. He touched her with his fingers but she just quickly shook her head.

"So then what is it that you want? What do you think I should do?" He asks.

"I th-F-FUCK!" She exclaimed as he entered her without any warning. He felt amazing and almost perfect against her walls. Completely different from Don who had hurt her immensely while they were having sex, Lindsey wasn't hurting her. He was working her up. 

"Is that what you want?" He asks pulling out all of the way evoking a whine out of her.

"Y-yes...p-please Lindsey." She begs.

"Since you asked so nicely." He smirks pinning her hands above her head and kissing her again before entering her again with slow drawn out thrusts causing her to see stars. 

They don't know how long they went at it under the sheets but as they reached climax Stevie could feel him release against her cervix and it brought her over the edge as she screamed his name tears falling down her face with an overwhelming feeling of love. 

He pulled out completely and collapsed onto the left side of the bed and she immediately rolled onto her left side latching to his chest. 

"Are you okay?" He asks wiping the tears off of her cheek.

"M'Fine. that was amazing." She nuzzles into his shoulder. 

"Better than Don?" He asks.

"Mmm, much better...gentler." She replied. 

"Get some rest. What time do you have to be at work tomorrow?" He asks.

"I don't she let me take the week off to focus on exams. Said my school was more important." Stevie shakes her head.

"Well, then get some sleep. I'll be placing a bouncing baby girl in bed with you around seven in the morning tomorrow." He smirks kissing her cheek reaching over on the nightstand and turning the alarm clock on.

"Holy shit Lindsey." She states.

"What?" He asks.

"We did that for about two hours." She states seeing the ten o'clock on the alarm clock. 

"We just must be that good." He smirks.

"Fine, but I have to go pee. Don't want a UTI now do I...and then I'll go check on Clara." Stevie sighs crawling out of the bed in all her naked glory. 

"The bathroom is right there. My robe is hanging on the back of the door." Lindsey tells her pointing to a door. 

"Why, you don't want me to scar your poor child?" She questions.

"No the neighbors. I left her curtains open." He smirks.