Professor F

August almost fell from her chair. And in surprise, she accidentally cut her forefinger with the steak knife. She winced in pain. Flynn immediately approached her, kneels on her side while holding her hand. And without warning, he sucked the blood from the cut.

Her eyes widened, finding it sexy when his lips touch her finger and she felt his tongue moving inside his mouth. It sent a tingling feeling inside her that she tried to pull her hand away but his grip was strong enough to stop her as he groaned, complaining and concentrating in sucking her finger.

"F—Flynn." She whispered, still blushing.

He stopped sucking her finger and when their eyes met, she saw desire burning in his eyes. August was caught off guard and froze on her seat when Flynn lifted his hand and pulled the back of her head to meet his kiss.

She could feel the hunger in his kiss and she responded to him slowly, slightly opening her lips to allow his mouth to mold the curves of her own and for his tongue to guide her in this another passionate kiss.

He slowly stands up and she did, too. Following every move that he makes. He hugs her small waist and pulled her close to his, still kissing her. She followed his every step, as if they were dancing in waltz going to his bedroom.

He slides the glass door to the side and they both entered, one step after the other. She felt her heart raising when her back touched his soft bed and felt his body on top of hers. She moaned when she felt his hardness against her stomach.

have turned him on, he holds her wrists in his hands and held them

looked into his eyes. His face just

starting with the zipper of her dress and pulling her dress off of her body, down to her legs and feet. He leaves the dress on the floor and

as he holds her wrists to

her skin and sucks her nipples. Making her bite her lower lips in pleasure. His one hand kneading her other

to her stomach, tracing the skin down to the edge of her peach cotton panties.

breath as Flynn stared at her nakedness. He then went back tasting her skin, his tongue tracing the direction from her navel down to her folds. His warm breath brings more excitement between her thighs.

her sensitive center, pulling his hair involuntarily and watched him doing pleasures down there as he pinned her hips down on the bed. She bends her back and

that new sensation between her thighs, it's too intense she couldn't contain it that she

removes his clothes, one by one, his sweater, then his collared shirt and then his khaki pants after he kicks off his shoes and removed his socks. His excitement evident when his hands moved in a fast manner but

her and kissed her lips.

her gaze with his. He then removes