Professor: A First Time Novel(35)

I tense, feeling Ally grab my arm even tighter as the circle around us goes quiet. Suddenly, the frat guys around us just start cheering.





Wait, what?





Bewildered, Ally and I watch as a bunch of them crowd around Liam, slapping his back, shaking his hand, and even pouring him a fresh beer.





"What the hell was that all about?" I ask him as the bros start to disperse back into the crowd and the music starts up again.





Liam, looking more than a little smug, shrugs sheepishly; "I was a jock at college, guys" he grins at Ally and I; "I guess I speak the language."





We crack up before I snag his arm and drag him into the dancing crowd.





Chapter 21

Ellie





Ally apparently knows when to bug off, and goes off on her own as Liam pulls me close and we start to dance.





The whole thing is just surreal. Here I am, the book-nerd, the virgin, the wallflower, at some crazy college frat party dancing with the hot guy. And beyond all that, I’m loving it. And while part of me is still hanging on to the whole hangup of this being “wrong”, I can’t help but wonder why that is?





So we’re different ages; so what? Yes, whats happening between us has an element of scandal to it given our positions as student and teacher, but even as hot as it is, it’s not something dirty - at least, not in that way. I can’t help how I feel, and this isn’t some “lust” thing where I’m just swept up by the first guy I sleep with and letting myself get carried away with the whole older man fantasy. I mean, I’d had a crush on Liam Martin since school started, before I even knew what that crush really meant. Yeah, I was introducing him to best friend with a mask on and a fake name, and when I looked at our relationship or whatever this thing was through that particular lens it seemed a bit tarnished.





Beyond that of course was that Liam was my damn college english professor. I had pretty open-minded parents, But I had a pretty hard time picturing them giving the go-ahead on a forty year old man having a romantic relationship with their eighteen year old college freshman daughter.





Liam’s arms move around me then, pulling me close, and I close my eyes and sink back into him as we sway to the music of the party. "Penny for your thoughts?" His voice is deep in my ear, and I grin and turn in his arms.





"Nothing, I'm just-" I look up into his dark, piercing eyes, losing myself for a moment; "I'm just having a wonderful time with you, that's all."





"If there was any way for me to make this normal, baby-”





"I know." I hug him tightly and feel him kiss the top of my head.





"So, what'd you think of Ally?” I pul back and grin up at him, trying to lighten the mood.





Liam rolls his eyes and laughs; "She's- she's everything I could have hoped for; she's hilarious, Ellie. Hang on to that one; good friends are rare."





The music kicks up then, and we start to dance more, moving closer and hotter together. Liam’s turning me around and pulling me back into him, and as we move our hips together and grind together with the beats, I suddenly bite my lip as I feel something hard poking me from beneath his makeshift toga.





"Penny for your thoughts, Professor?” I turn my head and stick my tongue out at him as I push my ass back into his erection.





Liam smiles at me as he leans close; "I was thinking about someone's promise of letting me get a peep under that toga at that sweet little pussy tonight if I played my cards right."





I blush and he kisses my neck; "So, am I playing them right?"





"Oh, you're playing them very right." I turn and grab his hand; "Should we head back to the your place?” I wink wickedly at him. “Or my dorm?”





I start to pull him towards the door when he stops, pulling me back. "We could also stay here,” he says, arching an eyebrow at me suggestively.





I feel a little flutter in my stomach. I’ve never hooked up with anyone at a frat party before; well, obviously. I don't even know how that works, actually. I blush then and roll my eyes at myself. Okay, so before Liam, I hadn't ever hooked up with anyone; anywhere.





I bite my lip and look up into his eyes, feeling that tingling tug of desire the way I always do around him; "I- I don't know how-"





"I do." He squeezes my arm and grins as starts to pull me towards the stairs; "Follow me."





Okay, I’ve been to about two parties before, briefly, and I’ve always been the one giggling like an immature little prude whenever I saw couples sneaking away upstairs in the middle of one. It just always seemed so cliche, like something out of a movie. But there’s nothing cliched about how turned on I am as Liam leads me to the stairs. Besides that, no one really pays us any mind at all; that is, until I suddenly catch Ally staring at me with a big shit-eating grin on her face from the other side of the room. I blush and stick my tongue out at her, before Liam pulls me up the stairs.