“Pictures,” she whispered and started to take my tie off. I gripped her wrists and pulled them away with a stern shake of my head. Her pupils dilated and she acquiesced easily.
“Show me.”
The quick flick of her eyes toward my laptop screen broke the connection long enough that I could let myself look down the length of her body. That skirt was so tiny, I’d be shocked if it covered her entire ass. The screen flickered to life and I grinned. They were all pictures of her, some naked, some not. All incredible. And I’d be looking at them in detail later.
“My, my. Somebody had a lot of time on her hands today.”
For a split second, she dropped her role, let the fire show in hers eyes and slugged me in the shoulder. “Hey. Don’t be a jackass.”
She softened though, when I smiled down at her and tipped her chin up with my thumb. “Which one is your favorite?”
Adele twisted so she could face my computer again, and it did marvelous things to her body. And no, the skirt did not cover her ass, which was fantastic, because I could smooth my hands up her skin unencumbered.
Her hips wiggled backward in response to my touch and I leaned over her so my chest covered her back. While my right hand came around her front so I could make smooth circles over her clit, I finally noticed the picture she’d chosen. One of her hands was slipped down into the skirt and it showed the smooth expanse of her stomach, the curve of one breast.
“Interesting choice.” I pulled my hand away and she cursed, which made me smile again. I did that so often now, every single day. But she stopped when she heard the sound of me dropping my belt onto the floor next to us.
“I was thinking about you when I took it. What you’d do to me when you got home.”
“Good girl,” I said and opened my pants, flipping the small skirt up. “I have exciting news for you.”
“Yeah?” she asked, voice ragged.
“Mmhmm. But I don’t know if I’ll tell you just yet. Even though it means you can stay here. All the time.”
Her head whipped to the side to look at me, eyes wide. “What?”
I chose that exact moment to thrust into her and we both groaned. As always, she met me move for move, my equal, always pushing me to go faster and harder until we both slumped with exhaustion.
It wasn’t until we were tangled up on the floor, her head cushioned on my chest, that I actually told her that Harvard had offered me a job.
“It’ll be a huge change, no doubt about that. More money, more prestige, but probably a lot more stress, too.”
“And this, this change will make you happy?” she asked, drawing a slow finger under the curve of my pectoral.
“Hmm. It means no more dealing with my father, right?”
“Yes.”
“And I’ll no longer be teaching at the same school where you will be a student for the next two years.”
“Uh-huh.”
The skin on her spine was so soft when I coasted a hand up it. “And that means you’ll get to stay here. Every night. As long as you want.”
Adele propped her chin on me and met my gaze so directly that my heart halted.
“And what if I want forever?”
“Well then,” I said and gathered her closer, even though it still wasn’t close enough, “far be it from me to try to get in between you and what you want. I’m helpless in the wake of your desires.”
The smile that spread across her face stole my heart, it was so full of elation. And truthfully? I was perfectly okay with that.
I didn’t want it back anyway.
The End