My heart was racing fast and I could barely breath. The look of his smile when I lifted my skirt just made my body react and I could feel my juices start to drip down my thigh. He stared at me for a moment before finally speaking again.

"Take a seat, Ana and we'll discuss the terms of your extension," he said in a husky voice.

I nodded and turned to go walk to the chair on the other side of the desk. I could feel his eyes on my back as he watched me walk so I made sure to sway my hips just slightly. When I got to the chair I turned and took a seat. I looked at him once I settled in the chair to let him know he had my full attention.

He continued once he knew I was listening. "I've thought about your needs with this particular assignment. I, however, can not offer you extra credit without offering it to everyone else."

My breath caught in my throat and dread filled my stomach.

"I can, however, offer you the extension you need," he said plainly.

My shoulders slumped as I relaxed, knowing I wouldn't have to drop the class. I would get to see Professor Fraser every day for my last year of college. I felt like I was beaming light. Trying to become an English major wasn't easy and it'd taken work. Professor Fraser's classes weren’t exactly easy to get into either since everyone wanted in. Not only was he great to look at but he was always a brilliant teacher. He pushed boundaries and thought outside the box. He made you want to be passionate about the subject and want to completely wrap yourself in it. He could make you curious and excited to talk about a man being stabbed twenty three times by his best friends.

He could help you to see the beauty in the words on the pages of the books, to help you appreciate them and to understand why they were so important. I liked that about him and from the first minute I stepped into his classroom I knew he was special.

I didn't know then that I would feel this away. Being only twenty two years old, even now I couldn't understand what I was feeling. If I were to even let myself think it, I would say that I was in love. Head over freaking heels in love with Professor Malcolm Fraser. But being the practical person I am, would never admit something like that to anyone. Let alone myself. It was lust and that was all. It had to be. That is why I had came up with this insane plan to get him out of my system. I knew he had been eying me these past few months and I figured it would be the perfect time to give my plan a try.

I knew he wouldn’t be able to say no and I took a chance with our end of the term assignment. I was a very good student, especially when it came to English and it was hard for me to only finish half of it but I knew if I finished the paper then he would easily figure out I was lying about needing the extension. Thankfully, I didn’t finish it since he made me turn it in anyway and now here I was. Sitting in the chair in front of his desk, trembling with anticipation and longing for the taste of my English Lit Professor.

His voice broke my train of thought.

"But you're going to have to earn it," he said with a devilish grin.

Heat rushed to my cheeks as I asked, "H-how do I do that, Professor Fraser?"

His smile only got wider and then he stood from his leather chair. He walked over to the corner of his desk nearest me. He leaned against the edge and crossed his muscled arms over his broad chest. His dress shirt looked like it barely fit him, especially in the arms. My eyes trailed down his biceps and to his forearms. He had thick forearms and large, manly hands with long fingers. I wondered what those fingers would feel like inside of me. To have them working in and out of my pussy and pressing hard on my clit would be a delight in itself. I looked back up to meet his gaze and to finally get his answer.

He moved until he was standing in front of me. His crotch was right at eye level. My breath became shallow and I almost forgot all my manners. I saw the bulge in his pants and it took all I had not to grab him through his slacks. He was a tall man and I had to lean back in the chair to see his face again. He held out both his hands to me and I took them. In an instant I was standing and I felt his hard cock twitch against my stomach. My breath and hands were shaky and I thought that my legs were going to give out. He took a hand and brushed my hair off my shoulders. He then leaned down and traced his lips along my neck. Goose bumps came over my skin and my breath caught in my throat.

"Do you like this?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes." I said shakily.

"Good." He placed a kiss on my neck.

I released a small sigh of satisfaction at the touch of his lips on the nape of my neck. He placed another light kiss higher on my neck, then another and another. Going higher until he reached the lobe of my ear. He grabbed my earlobe between his teeth and I could feel the coolness of tongue brush it softly. My body couldn’t help but shake a little. I could feel the sensation shoot through me and go straight between my legs.

"How about this?" he asked into my ear.

Another "Yes," was all I could get out.

"Mmm, may I touch more of you, Ana?" he asked.

I nodded.

He removed his hands from mine and placed his left hand on my right hip and used his right hand to touch my thigh. He traced his fingers up the side of my left thigh and all the way up to the top of it under my skirt. I felt a cool breeze hit my pussy lips and noticed that Professor Fraser had taken in a deep breath. He could smell that I wanted him so he moved his fingers to my inner thigh but he stopped right before he could brush against my pussy lips. My body ached and I didn't know how much more I could take of this.

"Ana." He said breathily while tightening his grip on my hip.

He was having a hard time restraining himself too it seemed.

I swallowed and asked, "Yes, Professor?"

"I don't want to do anything that you do not consent to. You are a special woman and if you let me, I will take good care of you. All you have to do is ask."

I nearly screamed "Yes, please God just fuck me now!" But instead I asked him, "What about my extension, Professor?"

He brought his head up to look me in the eye then simply smiled.

"Almost forgot about that." He admitted. He dropped his hands to his sides and I almost screamed at the loss. He continued, "If you consent to letting me have you and agree to do this my way, then for every hour you spend in my office will earn you two extra days to work on the assignment."

Of course I was going to say yes to that but there was one simple problem. "Won't it look suspicious? Me coming to your office after classes are over every couple of days and staying for hours? Won't you lose your job if anyone found us here?"

He leaned back and sat on the edge of the desk and folded his arms again looking puzzled. He was thinking of what to do since he clearly hadn't thought that far ahead. I sprang up then with a suggestion.

"What about your home?" I asked.

He looked up at me with amazement. As if he never expected me to come up with such a scandalous idea.

"It's not your office or anywhere near the college, right? So maybe we could meet there?" I shyly suggested.

"Are you saying you consent to giving yourself to me, Ana? Are you saying you are considering coming to my home, if I choose to have us meet there, and allowing me to have you however I may want you? He asked with hope laced in each word.

"I'm not considering it. I'm officially consenting to it. Yes, I will come to your home and you may have me anyway that you want. I will do as you ask without hesitation or complaint so long as you stick with your end of the agreement. For every hour at your home-..."

"Every two hours." he interjected.

"Every two hours?" I questioned.

"Yes, every two hours. We are talking about you coming into my apartment after all."

I was puzzled by the change in the amount of time but honestly I didn't mind. More time to explore his body and for him to explore mine.

"Fine. For every two hours at your home will earn me two days of extra time to finish and turn in the term paper." I finished.

"Excellent. It's settled then. So what time would you like to meet tomorrow?" he asked.

"T-tomorrow?" I asked taken aback. I didn't think my body could handle another day without his hands now.

"Yes, tomorrow. Unless you are willing to give me at least an hour now. " He said with that damned devilish grin.

Two could play this little game. I playfully smiled at him and stepped in front of him. I placed my hands on his chest and I heard him hiss at my touch. I bit my lip and began to slide my hands down his chest slowly until I reached the top of the belt he wore. I leaned my body closer until my breasts pressed against his broad chest. I could feel his hardness against me and I bit my lip.

I began to undue the buttons on his shirt as I asked in a sultry voice "What will I earn in return for just an hour, Professor Fraser?"

"One day for one hour, sound fair?"

"Sounds fair. But we've been in here fifteen minutes already so that counts toward the hour. Okay?" I said as my hands started to undue his belt buckle.

"Okay," he said. His voice was shaky now.

Confidence washed over me and I felt a smile come over my face. I quickly moved the now unbuckled belt out of the way and dropped to my knees. I unbuttoned and pulled down the zipper on his slacks. Then I let his pants drop to his knees. His cock was much more prominent through his boxers. The head of his cock was peeking out through the slit in the front of boxer shorts. My eyes widen and all I could do was stare. He must have caught me staring for a moment because his voice brought me back to reality.

"Like what you see, Ana?" He was looking down at me with a huge grin.

I didn't like the smugness he was emulating so I immediately decided to make it my mission to take him down a notch. I opened the slit in his boxers and let his cock spring free. He was more beautiful then I had imagined. Inch after inch of glorious, thick length was just inches away from my mouth and I found more than a little difficult to stop myself from drooling. I saw the professor looking down at me and I could see his chest rise and fall in fast rapid motions. He was just as antsy as I was but the pool of my own juices that were more than likely dripping on the floor told me I didn’t have the time to tease him the way I wanted.

"Tomorrow I will." I thought.

My attention return to his throbbing member. There was a small drop of precum on the head and all I wanted to do was taste it. I gripped the base of his shaft with my right hand and began to stroke up the length of his cock. I could hear the professor let out a moan and I couldn't help but reach down to play with myself. I rubbed and teased my clit while listening to the professor moan with pleasure as I stroked his hard cock. As I began to finger myself you could hear just how wet I had become. The Professor must have taken notice too since he grabbed my wrist to stop me from stroking him. I looked up at him in confusion.

"Get up and sit in the chair," he demanded.

I was a little worried at his reaction but excited about what would happen next so I did as he asked.

"Spread you legs and prop each one on either side of the chair arms."

Once I did so, he was on his knees.

He was stroking himself now while staring at my wet folds. He licked his lips and I tried holding back a smile. He looked at me for a moment before I asked him statistically, "Like what you see, Malcolm?"

He smiled wide and said, "Yes, Ana. I do." He then ran two fingers over my clit before plunging them inside me.

My back arched and I let out a loud moan. He began pumping his fingers in and out of my wet pussy. Having his fingers inside me was the most amazing thing I had ever felt. I gripped the back of the chair as my need to cum took over. I was soon moving my own hips to press down on my Professor's fingers urging him to move faster.

"Your breasts, Ana," he said breathy.

"What about them?" I asked hazily. I couldn't think and I didn't want to. All I wanted was to feel him push and pull his fingers.

"Dammit woman, I want to see them. Take them out or I will stop."

My attention turned to the word "stop" and I knew I would die if he did so I pulled my top up and opened my front clasp bra. Thank God for whoever made these by the way. My breasts weren't too big but they weren't small either. A bit more than a handle full for most men but I knew with Professor Fraser's hands they would be a perfect fit. I took a minute to think of how badly Malcolm had wanted to see them and quickly decided that giving them some attention would be exactly what we both needed. I began by pulling and pinching lightly on the hard, pink buds and soon found the sensation to be more wondrous then I expected. The combination of Malcolm's fingers and the teasing of my nipples became too much. I was moaning so loudly you could have easily mistaken it for screaming if you were standing outside the office but I didn't care. It felt so damn good. I felt my orgasm building up and I knew I was close to cumming. Malcolm let out a low growl and I could tell he was too.

"I'm going to cum soon," I admitted.

Malcolm leaned his head down and flicked my clit with his tongue. My hips bucked upward as I arched my back. Malcolm let go of his cock and grabbed my thigh to keep my legs open as he worked my clit with his tongue and my pussy with his fingers. The pressure built up more and more and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back.

"Malcolm." I pleaded.

"Cum for me, Ana. I want to taste you."

He continued to lick and suck on the little bundle on nerves until finally my orgasm gave way. Waves of pleasure ripped through me and all I could do was scream. The walls of my pussy clenched and released around Malcolm's fingers. He had let go of my left leg so I unknowingly gripped them around his head as I arched my back and rode out each delicious wave of pleasure. Stars clouded my vision until my body began to come down from its high. As my orgasm slowed I could feel my heart beat again. It was so fast and so loud that I could barely hear myself think. My legs fell open as my body relaxed and he lifted his head from between them. He removed his fingers and looked at me with satisfaction in his eyes. He grinned and leaned down between my legs once more. He glided his tongue along my slit and I shuddered. He lapped at the aftermath of the orgasm he had given me.

"Mmm. So much more divine then I could ever imagined." he hummed.

He lifted his head and stood on his knees in front of me. He was back to stroking himself but this time with the hand that he had used to finger me. He covered himself in my juices and that made my body burn hot once more. I wanted to give him the same pleasure he had given me. I stood up from the chair and asked, "Sit in the chair, please? It's my turn to taste you."

Malcolm quickly stood and then sat back down in the chair. Once he leaned back and got comfortable I sat on my knees in front of him. I licked my lips at the sight of his cock. I began by stroking him a bit and while positioning myself closer in between his legs. Once I was close enough, I took my tongue, starting at the base of his shaft and glided it upward along the underside of his cock until I reached the tip. I then took the tip into my mouth and sucked. Malcolm threw his head back and gripped the arms of chair.

"Fuck, Ana!" he exclaimed.

Inch by inch I took him into my mouth until I reached the base. Malcolm's moans of pleasure were like music to my ears. My pussy began throbbing again as I pulled my mouth up his cock slowly while sucking him. I almost reached the the tip when Malcolm pushed his hips up and his cock hit the back of my throat. It hurt but the felt good all at the same time. He pulled his hips back pulling his cock almost entirely out of my mouth before thrusting them forward again. He began to fuck my mouth with fervor and I couldn’t help but hum as he did so. I loved this feeling and I couldn't wait until I had his length between my legs instead. I moaned at the sensation of his cock in my mouth and I started to suck him harder.

"Fuck, baby! I'm going to cum!"

The thought of him cumming in my mouth made me wet all over again. I wanted to taste him. I began to bob my head up and down more quickly along his length and each motion in rhythm with Malcolm's hard thrusts. I felt him move his hands to the back of my head and tangle his fingers in my hair. I closed my eyes and hummed at the sensation. I flicked my tongue as my mouth came up to the tip if his cock and felt his grip tighten on the ends of my hair. Plunging my mouth back on his cock I felt it swell between my lips. A moan came out of me as I licked and sucked him. I pulled my mouth up and reached the tip of his cock once again and as I did I felt Malcolm's body tense. Just then I felt hot cum jet into my mouth and heard Malcolm scream my name as he threw his head back and fisted my hair.

"Ana!"

I moaned as I felt him shoot more cum in my mouth. I swallowed every bit before lifting my head and licking my lips. He was a bit salty but more heavenly then I could have ever dreamed. I looked up at him and saw him relax against the chair, looking up at the ceiling with his chest rising and falling, trying to catch his breathe. He smiled and closed his eyes letting out a sigh of utter satisfaction. I stopped only for a moment to bask in my own confidence before lifting myself off the floor. Malcolm noticed me get up and lifted his head to obviously get one more look at my breasts before I fastened my bra and covered them up. After he saw that my clothes were situated he fixed his slacks and fastened his belt. He stood up from the chair and looked down at me.

"Thank you, Ana." He said breathily with a smile. "That was wonderful."

Standing there feeling utterly blissful with his thanks and compliments did nothing more than made me want to stay and the possibility of having more of him made that want more prominent. Butt urgency set it and I knew that I needed to go. For the Professor's sake. I couldn't risk him getting fired because of me.

"Yes, it was. But I believe my hour is up, Professor. I should really get going soon." I agreed flatly.

He looked at the clock then looked back at me. He took one step back from me.

"Right then but before you go-" he stated as he walked to the other side of the desk and grabbed a pen and paper.

He scribbled quickly then handed me the piece of paper. Written on it was the address of his apartment. 258 Royal Street, Apt 422. Almost ten miles from the school, I thought. He lived just outside of town. No one should see Ana enter or leave the apartment that would raise any suspicion. Something filled my belly but I couldn’t quite make out what it was at that very moment.

"So tomorrow then at this address. What time do you want me to be there?" I asked.

"7:00 p.m. I don't appreciate tardiness either, Ana," he stated.

I nodded. I seemed to be doing that a lot around him. Made a mental note to change that the first chance I got. He was going to start being the one complying to my every demand, dammit. I slipped the piece of paper into my bra and turned to go out the door.

"Ana, my dear. You still have five minutes left." I heard him say.

I didn't want to leave but I knew I had to. If I stayed any longer it could get Malcolm in trouble. I'm sure it didn't look good as it was me being in his office for almost an hour. I felt a rough hand touch my shoulder and I slowly turned around. I looked up at Malcolm and saw him smiling sweetly at me. He brushed his hand down my cheek and I smiled back.

"Thank you again, Ana. It really was wonderful and I can't wait to see you tomorrow." He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine.

I raised up meeting his kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck. I felt his strong arms curl around my body and hold me close. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and I couldn’t help but do the same. He kissed me harder and our tongues battled. I felt him push me up against the wall nearest the door. My back hit the wall but we never broke the kiss. His kiss was all consuming and demanding. My knees felt weak and I knew I would have fallen right to the floor if it wasn’t for his leg placed in between mine holding me upright. Small moans escaped me and I ran my hands through his hair. When I lightly scraped his scalped he let out a low growl and lifted his knee slightly to touch my most precious area. It grazed against my swollen clit and I let out a needy sound but before I knew it his lips weren’t on mine anymore.

Malcolm had broken the kiss and taken three steps back.

I looked at him in shock but before I could protest, he grinned and whispered, "A parting gift. Now, Good night, Ana. See you tomorrow."

I looked at the clock on the wall. We really had been in there too long but damn him. Heat flooded my cheeks and my jaw clenched.

"Good night, Professor. Thank you again." My voice was laced with irritation. I quickly opened the door and hurried out.

As I walked down the hall, listening to the sound of my heels click against the tiles, all I could think about was tomorrow. Frustration filled me up and I became mad at myself for letting him tease me that way. I wasn't the tough, sexy, young woman I knew I was when he was around. He made me melt with a few simple words and I just couldn’t help myself. Heat flooded my cheeks yet again.

"A parting gift, blah, blah, blah." I turned around and stuck my tongue out silently mocking the infuriating ass.

I walked fast until I was at the end of the hall. I turned the corner and then leaned against the wall, pulling out the slip of paper with my Professor's address on it. I wanted my Professor and tomorrow I would have him in the most splendid of ways but now I was more determined then ever to have him my way. I knew the agreement was he could have me anyway HE wanted but that didn't mean I couldn't find ways to push him over the edge. I read the address again. 258 Royal Street. I felt a grin come over my face as I thought of all the naughty ways I was going to make Malcolm Fraser beg in Apartment 422.