Professor F

“Do you trust me?"

August could feel the seriousness in Flynn’s voice when he asked her. She nodded while looking straight into his eyes. "Yes."

He smiled, looking glad hearing her answer. After a few minutes, a black limousine stops in front of them. A man in his thirties wearing a black suit comes out of the driver's seat. He has a well shaven petit handlebar mustache, reminds her of those ancient aristocrats.

"Bonsoir, Monsieur Ferguson." Hugo greeted Flynn.

"Bonsoir, Hugo. C'est Augustine Peters. Elle sera avec moi ce soir." Flynn introduces her.

Hugo bows his head as a greeting. "Bonsoir, Madame Peters. Hugo à votre service. Ravi de vous rencontrer."

Oh, that's a basic greeting in French! I should know this much because of that family vacation in Paris. She smiled and bows her head, too. "Heureux de vous rencontrer aussi."

Hugo and Flynn looked surprised to know that she could say a greeting in French.

Hugo then opened the door for them. Flynn gets inside after her. As the limousine starts moving, she looked around and found the limousine’s interior luxurious with lavish and plush leather used and there are bench seats that run lengthwise. It has a state-of-the-art entertainment systems and climate controls to custom lighting and a small part is set for beverages and chocolates enclosed a fiberglass cabinet with ice cubes and cooling system.

"Wow." She whispered. "You own this?"

"Family owns it." He answered while he types on his phone again.

She glanced on his phone screen discreetly. Flynn looked at her smiling. "I'm not texting other girls, August. Don't worry. I'm all yours."

She blushed. "I wasn't—That's not what I was—" She looked away.

He puts his phone back to his pocket and clasped their fingers together. "Just told Lucia to prepare our dinner at my loft. She's a chef." He explained further when she looked at him with a questioning look.

She nodded and she feels a little excited and happy with what's happening tonight. Having him hold her hand inside a very expensive car.

Boy, this guy is really something!

"Is Stella staying there, too?" She's curious.

He smiled. "No, August. My sister doesn't even know that place. It's my personal private place. Even my parents don't go there."

you never

his throat. "My parents are very concerned about where my sister and I go. I guess they know

much attention from women, you probably really need that kind of escape for sure."

on his throat. "Yeah. You can

lucky your parents got good genes and you're this

like

"Well, yeah. I

asking if you like me, August."

not realizing that she's starting to tighten her grip on his hand. He slightly moved

She loosens her

"Can you answer my question

think I—" She looked at him and was surprised when

He asked before cupping her face in his hands and kissed her lips again, opened his mouth and used his tongue to taste the

smell his minty breath and she felt like she's drowning in his kiss. After a few seconds, she learned to dance with the rhythm of his kiss and responded to him passionately. She moaned unintentionally when she felt him sucking

were gasping for breath when

on her spine and she clasped her thighs together as she felt the excitement built inside her just by his expert kisses. She looked into his eyes

whispered and that encouraged him to kiss her again. This time, he was more aggressive and his hands started to go

to stop. She's not used to long time kissing but damn he tastes so good and he kisses her perfectly she couldn't just let it stop and

softly which seem to have encouraged him. He started to moved his other hand down to her waist and pulled her close to his body. She surrendered to his touch and pushed herself closer to

anymore, his free hand made its way inside her dress to touch her breasts with his hands, his fingers playing with her nipples. He pulls the dress off of

She whispered his

grabs on his hair, pulling his head down to her chest to continue what he's doing

nipple and started nibbling on it while his other hand plays with

spin as the pleasure starts to consume her whole body. She could also feel the excitement between her thighs starting to build up. She's so turned

stomach while both his hands

stomach with kisses when the speaker in the limousine turned on and Hugo announced their arrival. And she almost cursed

helped her fix her dress and Flynn pressed a button before the door was opened by Hugo. She couldn't look straight into his eyes and just bowed

they're passing through a path leading towards an exclusive hall and she saw very few people in expensive

dress walked towards them and smiled. "Bonsoir, Monsieur Ferguson." Flynn greets the woman with a smile. "Lucia went to your loft using the key card and your one-time authorization code to cook dinner for you. If you need a

let

lady then excused herself to go