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The raindrops fell with grace, like enchanted little crystal balls rolling with light graceful steps in a pitter-patter rhythm as they kissed the leaves and petals before falling into a puddle, making a muddy mess.
It was rather ironic that Xiao Sa should feel like a drop of rain as she stared out the window during a rather boring lecture on ecology. It wasn't that the subject itself was boring, but rather the one that was lecturing. Although Miss. Abhi was many of the students' favourite, her lectures never impressed nor interested Xiao Sa enough to pay attention. She still had to get through the subject to complete her credit score, so she sat through the lesson, only to bother her beloved best friend Xuan Lu to explain the whole lesson all over again.
A painful nudge on her waist made her scowl as she looked at her best friend with a pout, “What was that for, Lulu?”
Xuan Lu sighed. “Mr Ye is here,” she whispered, and Xiao Sa felt her heartbeat accelerate as she glanced at the podium in front.
Mr Ye was their professor of microbiology, and he was known for his aloof, icy personality and stern demand for attention during his lessons on his subject. He was a middle-aged man in his late forties, as told by most students in the hallways as they all gossiped over the handsome man. At first, she didn't quite understand what everyone was gushing about. The man was more than twice their age and probably married.
Except that, instead of a burly, old man with a dad body and a midlife sour attitude, she was met with a sturdy, tall man with broad shoulders, large hands with protruding veins and a face that could rival all the boys her age. The handsome face with only the slightest signs of ageing, plump lips and steel-hard eyes could never have given away the man's age. He was a simple man, wearing a simple white shirt with his pants and a blazer, rectangle glasses that seemed to magnify those sharp ruefeng eyes, and Ivy League hair with a few grey strands styled impeccably that only added to the man's appealing appearance.
Xiao Sa figured out why the man was the talk of the ladies in the hallway. She had also found herself unable to look the man in the eye, ever since the day their eyes had locked when he introduced himself as the stand-in lecturer of microbiology for their year.
She gave a side smile to Xuan Lu, her heartbeat accelerating for reasons Xuan Lu would never even think of. Xiao Sa glanced at the man's back as he wrote on the board, the blazer doing the bare minimum in hiding the muscles flexing underneath.
Xiao Sa was born to a humble family, her father was a photographer and her mother owned a little tea shop back in Chongqing, her hometown. Seeing their studious daughter who was a curious soul, her parents had supported her dream to be a research scientist and Xiao Sa had been grateful for all the support as she indulged in the life of a career-focused student. As such, she had no time for the idea of romance. That was until she came face to face with the daunting professor. Then Xiao Sa had found herself slipping into an abyss of desire, ignited like a burning fire.
She had found it hard to understand her own desires, suppressing and pushing them away, hoping they would pass like a temporary cold, only for them to burn with a newer blazing passion at every gaze locked with the man. Her breath stuttered as a knowing smirk graced those sinful lips of her professor. She cast her eyes down to her notes, a faint warmth she knew hopelessly stained her cheeks.
Every hour spent at the man's lectures would pass agonizingly slow, heat pooling in Xiao Sa’s belly as adrenaline buzzed like lightning in her veins. She squirmed in her seat to find a comfortable position to get through the lesson. This feat proved difficult as images of a hot large hand squeezing her waist and leaving red and blue marks occupied her mind. Thoughts of, strong hips meeting hers at a vigorous pace, filling her to the brim with the lingering warmth, and lips that muttered filthy words, taking her breath away with every kiss, numbing her senses with need.
Xiao Sa looked up to meet amused eyes and raised eyebrows. Feeling the blush taking over, she coughed, ignoring the concerned glances thrown by her best friend.
Like all good things, as well as bad, the class came to an end, and Xiao Sa watched her professor gather his notes and walk out of the class. She turned to see her best friend watching her with raised eyebrows, a question unasked but clearly visible on her face.
'What was that?'
“It’s nothing,” Xiao Sa muttered, passing a small grin to Xuan Lu. “Let's go, you've got to repeat today's ecology lesson to me.”
Xuan Lu groaned, “Honestly A-Sa, I don't understand why you don't like Miss Abhi. She's one of the best professors we have, plus she's kind and sweet.”
'And she makes a pass on Professor Ye every chance she gets,' Xiao Sa wanted to say, but instead she just smiled and let it pass as she walked with a grumpy Xuan Lu to the library.
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She woke up to someone lightly tapping her arm. “Miss, we will be closing in a while.”
Xiao Sa blinked, taking in the librarian doing her rounds before closing up for the day. She nodded, gathering her books. Xuan Lu had left a few hours prior as Xiao Sa decided to stay back and finish her essay, one she still had yet to finish as sleep had taken over soon after Xuan Lu left. She sighed, walking out of the library and returning to her small apartment.
She opened the door, expecting to enter the darkness of her single-bedroom apartment, only to be greeted by a lit living room and the breathtaking sight of a man in glasses intently working on his laptop while talking to someone over the phone. Seeing the man’s serious expression, she didn’t interrupt him, instead walking to the kitchen, there Xiao Sa found several takeaway boxes of Sichuan Cuisine, and she couldn't help the smile. They were from her favourite Chongqing cuisine restaurant in Beijing. Looking over at the man already on the phone, she knew it would be a while before he got off the call, so she had a hearty dinner before dragging her feet to a warm shower.
Xiao Sa smiled, reminiscing over memories from the past few months. After she had found herself captured by intense eyes, and their intense beholder, she fell into an entanglement of lust and desire. It was as passionate as her love for the sciences, full of wonders.
And for a moment she was caught up in an inner struggle, battling with her own feelings. She was uncertain of her desires and the dubious nature of her relationship. Xiao Sa wasn't sure she should continue seeing him in any light, other than that of a professor and student.
Sighing, she fastened her bathrobe and walked into her single bedroom. Strong arms wrapped around her waist as she giggled, the man holding her nosing her neck as his own sandalwood and musky scent engulfed her.
“You're late,” he murmured, peppering kisses on her neck as she wiggled to turn towards him. An impossible act when those strong arms kept her in place.
“Lulu and I were studying in the library. She was helping me with Miss Abhi's assignment,” she answered, not concealing the unpleasantness of the name on her tongue.
The older man seemed to sense her discomfort as he asked, turning her to face him, “Isn't Ecology your favourite subject?”
“It was until this hot professor took up microbiology, Professor Ye,” she replied, all shyness gone as flirting came as naturally as it always did when she was with this man, her professor Ye Bo.
Ye Bo chuckled, and she couldn't help joining in as his chest rumbled with waves of soft laughter. “You've become bolder, Miss Xiao, flirting with your professor,” he voiced, smug with the knowledge as he bent down to capture her lips in a searing kiss.
“I was taught by the best, Professor Ye,” she replied, a soft repressed moan breaking its way out as she trembled with an equal mixture of need, excitement and jittering nerves.
“What a good baby-doll” he praised, capturing her ear between his lips and feeling her tremble in his arms as he untied her bathrobe.
She swallowed the whine that wanted to tear from her throat as she gasped into a searing kiss, entangled in a fiery battle of tongues and teeth. Hands roamed over each other, and she felt the back of her knees hitting the soft cushioning of the mattress as they stumbled onto the large bed.
Professor Ye leaned back, taking his clothes off piece by piece, as Xiao Sa memorized every muscle and movement into the depths of her memory. His well-endowed manhood, already standing with pride and glory, demanded attention. Her fingers reached out, her hand wrapping around the thick cock, as it twitched with excitement. A hand caressed her face, fingers prying her lips open. She wrapped her lips around his thumb, sucking it as her hands traced the length of his impressive cock.
Releasing the thumb in her mouth, she moved to kiss the cock that she was aching to taste, teasing the older man with kitten licks as his hand moved to guide her head to swallow the thick cock. Sucking on it, her cheeks hollowed and her tongue flat. Xiao Sa tried to take in as much as she could; tears stinging her eyes every time the tip hit the back of her throat.
She had heard whispered discussions as students ogled at those large hands, and she would mentally testify with a sense of mock pride how those hands held her in a tight grip as the impressive manhood fucked into her every chance they got.
He pushed harder, his fingers clenching around her hair, grunting as he fucked deeper into her throat. Professor Ye’s eyes glittered with dark pleasure at the wanton gagging noises she was definitely trying hard to conceal, forcing her to swallow it down with the bubbling shame and increasing lust.
“You take my cock so well, baby,” he said, and she was suddenly yanked back by her hair, her professor’s cock leaving her mouth with a plop. A string of saliva was still connected as he bent down and took her mouth in a kiss, silencing the pitiful whine from her throat. Pushing her flat on her back on the mattress, Professor Ye climbed over her, covering her small frame as hands roamed her body, caressing, squeezing with need.
Every touch felt new and warm, intense and burning with the desire that seemed to wrap the two around each other. They were entwined in a burning passion that grew with each passing second in each other's arms.
She remembered the first time their fingers grazed each other as her professor passed the microscope to her. Xiao Sa knew her cheeks were in flames as she felt his intense gaze. Another time, she had bumped into her professor, and he held her in place with a strong arm wrapped around her waist, preventing her from falling to the ground like the rest of their notes. She had not fallen to the ground into the mud and dirt, and yet she had fallen into the hands of the man she knew she was in love with.
The man she knew didn't feel the same for her.
She gasped as she felt teeth on her nipples, large palms squeezing her swollen breasts, and dark eyes staring into her soul. “Where did your mind run off to, Xiao Sa?” her professor asked, his voice rough, and she tried to tear her gaze away from those prying eyes.
Fingers grabbed her jaw in a tight grip, turning her face back towards the man, “Eyes on me, baby. When you are with me, you can only think of me.”
Xiao Sa couldn't help but giggle. “Then when I'm not with you, I can think of others,” she mused. She watched him raise his eyebrows in question, silently warning her to think of her words carefully.
But ‘careful’ has been the one word she had long ignored since the first time she had locked eyes with the professor. “Mm, like Zhao Che-”
She whimpered as the hand on her waist tightened its hold, and her lips were taken hostage in a possessive kiss. She felt a sting on her lips and the taste of metal invading her sense as the older man broke the kiss, Both panted for air, and his eyes were dark. “I'll fuck you till I'm all you think of, Xiao Sa,” he said, his voice dangerously low.
“You're mine,” she moaned as she felt teeth grazing on her skin, leaving marks on her neck she knew she will have to cover with a turtle neck the next day.
“And it looks like I'll have to remind you that,” Ye Bo said, and Xiao Sa couldn't help but revel in the man’s possessive hold.
Lips brushed on skin with warmth, teeth grazing, biting and tongue gliding on blooming red marks as her breathing quickened.
“So beautiful,” she heard him murmur, her chest rising and falling with her breathing as he placed soft kisses on her thighs, eyes locked on hers as he bit into her skin. Xiao Sa moaned as his tongue soothed the bitten spot.
“Aah-” she arched her back as fingers brushed on her soft folds, gliding on her wetness as a finger teased her entrance. “Look at how wet you are for me A-Sa, so impatient like the slut you are.”
Xiao Sa trembled as her body responded with excitement, her lips pressed tight as she stubbornly refused to voice her excitement. “So stubborn” the elder man chuckled, pulling her legs to rest on his shoulders. The next second, she gripped the sheets in a tight hold, her toes curling on air as she was devoured and worshipped by her professor's sinful mouth.
She panted as he continued to torture her with his lecherous mouth, eyes fixed on her own watery eyes. He pushed his long finger into her tight hole while he licked around her clit, from the slit of her opening all the way back down. He worked his mouth, licking and sucking her dripping wetness like a parched man.
Xiao Sa threw her head back, writhing as she grabbed for something she could hold on to, her body trembling with her building orgasm. She begged him to stop and not to stop. Her mind was blank and her body an unsalvageable vessel of quivering desire. He moved his tongue side to side, fingers thrusting in and out of her slit and hole, never stopping.
“Fuck, please,” she whined, “I can’t—” She twisted, cried, and arched her back, her legs trembling hard and when she was close, Ye Bo pulled away.
“Begging already,” he said, climbing back up to take Xiao Sa’s lips in a rough kiss. Xiao Sa tasted herself from his lips, his tongue pushed deep into her own mouth, making her taste herself. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing his head closer. A moan tore from her throat when she felt the hard cock pressing on her thigh. “Want me to fuck you, Xiao Sa?” he asked, and Xiao Sa nodded her head, the aching emptiness desperate to be filled. “Look at how eager you are for my cock,” he taunted, “like a desperate slut.”
Biting on her shoulder, she could feel his teasing smile. What a devil this man was! What a sinful lecherous demon, making her want him, need him, in ways a student should never have desired from their senior professor.
“Are you my slut, Xiao Sa?” Xiao Sa shook her head, a lousy attempt to hide her shame as her body reacted with twisted waves of lust at being humiliated., “Then I guess I can't fuck you.”
Xiao Sa’s eyes opened wide, visibly distraught and stinging with tears, and she desperately begged the older man with her eyes.
“I can't fuck you if you are not my slut, Xiao Sa.” He smiled softly for such a devilish man with evil intent. She whimpered as she reached out to grab him, the man raising his eyebrows in question.
“Please -” she heard her own broken voice, distraught as she pawed the man, “please-” oh she wanted to cry, she was so close to cumming when the man had stopped his delightful torture with his tongue and now this, she wanted to scream, tears rolling down her face as a large hand cupped her face, a finger gently wiping her streaming wetness, “please what A-Sa?”
“Want you—please,” she choked on a sob as his thumb brushed over her lips.
“You can't have me if you're not willing to be my slut, Xiao Sa,” and oh he was cruel, unrelenting, and vicious. Xiao Sa could only lament like a cat in heat, her nails digging into the flesh of the man where she clung, dejected and needy.
“Are you my slut, Xiao Sa?”
She sobbed, her stubbornness breaking into fragments of aching lust and nodded, “Yes-yes please”
The older grinned with victory, his fingers grazing her aching folds as he sucked on her chest. “Yes what, A-Sa?”
Xiao Sa keened with excitement as she felt those fingers, “I'm your slut, professor-please!”
“Please what, slut? What do you need?” he hissed.
“I want your cock, professor, please - fuck me, fuck me please,“ Xiao Sa sobbed, pitiful begging streaming from her mouth. She didn't hear the older man growl profanities as he aligned himself, and with no warning he thrust inside, burying himself deep in her warmth as she screamed.
“Fuck,” she heard him rasp. He was so big, stretching her and filling her in a mind-numbing way that made her high with ecstasy.
“I'm going to move, baobei,” she heard, and she nodded, gasping for air.
Ye Bo propped up on his arm and slammed hard into her, earning a loud moan, then he shifted, easing himself into a kneeling position before thrusting violently again. Xiao Sa felt his cock and the friction that came with it, and with building pleasure, she felt herself being driven over the edge by his steady thrusts.
She wanted to let him fuck her forever, have his cock buried deep in her cunt, filling her with his thick girth as their bodies moved in the dance of burning passion.
She felt an arm wrap around her waist, picking her up as she came face to face with her lover, her breasts pressed into his chest as he rocked her on his hips. Before Xiao Sa could process it, she was sitting on the man, straddling him as he pounded into her. “Ride me, baby-doll, ride me like the slut you are.”
Xiao Sa held onto his shoulders, her nails digging into flesh as she lifted herself and dropped her waist to his length. She panted as the thickness brushed against her deepest places inside, their rhythm matching each other as their bodies moved to meet each other.
“Fuck,” she moaned as he growled, flipping Xiao Sa onto her fours. Grabbing her arm to pull her back, he inserted his cock with a hard thrust, pounding into her as one hand held onto her neck, lifting her jaw, as his other arm wrapped around her waist, groping her from the front, as he fucked into her hard.
“Feel good, baby?”
“Yes, aah, yes fuck,” she cried, her vocabulary narrowing down to words of incoherent begging and mumbling, her wanton moans engulfing the two.
Ye Bo grabbed her hips and pushed deeper and picked up a harsh pace and rhythm as she keened with pleasure, holding his hand around her neck.
“Mine A-Sa, you're mine! My slut,” he growled and stared down at her pretty wet face, placing kisses on her ear as she trembled. “Mine to fuck, mine to breed.”
Xiao Sa felt her insides tighten at the words, desire washing every bit of sanity off her mind as she remembered they were fucking raw, with no condoms or other barriers in their way. The thought of being bred by her professor, the man she was so irresistibly in love with, made her moan.
“I guess you want me to breed you like a dirty little slut?”
Before she knew what she was saying, Xiao Sa gasped, “Yes, fuck - breed me, Ye Bo.” Just like that, Ye Bo’s gaze grew darker as he bit down on her nape. Xiao Sa mewled as she was fucked senseless, not permitted to catch her breath. Gone was her attempt to swallow every cry that resonated with his touch, and with each wilful thrust. He was piercing into her, making her feel every inch of his cock.
“Harder, Baobei?”
“Yes…” she breathed.
“Want me to fill you up, slut? Fill you with my cum and be your baby daddy?”
Xiao Sa was too gone in pleasure and barely managed a nod, turning her head with a soft smile. Her lidded eyes were laced with lust and the love she felt for the other man as he captured her lips in a searing kiss. She was too lost in her pleasure to notice the shift in the room, in the man, as he thrust with a will, a newfound determination.
She felt her insides tighten as her eyes rolled, her mouth dropping open into a scream as her orgasm hit her in tremendous waves. Her body trembled, overwhelmed with mind-numbing feelings as the older man grunted, pouring his seed into her.
They both fell on the messy bed, their legs, and arms entangled as they panted, slowly catching their breath as they came down from their high.
Xiao Sa felt butterfly kisses on her shoulder and she smiled, warmth filling her fuzzy brain.
He whispered, “Good girl, how do you feel?”
Xiao Sa felt drowsiness take over, keeping her eyes open becoming a harder task than any assignment she had faced. “I liked it,” she said honestly, before turning in the strong arms wrapped around her to face the man. Ye Bo chuckled as he placed a kiss on her nose, a large hand squeezing her waist as they traced lower, cupping her ass before fingers traced along her leaking folds.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, A-Sa. You need a shower.”
“But I did shower,” she whined, her eyes closing as she wrapped her arm around the man who was chuckling.
“Mm, before I dirtied you,” he whispered.
“Before you dirtied me,” Xiao Sa repeated, feeling her last bit of consciousness drift into sleep, muttering the words she was only half aware of saying. “Take responsibility, Professor Ye”
She was totally fucked out, but still caught a gentle brush of lips on her forehead with a low, “Always,” playing in her dreams. She will have to take the pill in the morning, but for now, Xiao Sa will relish in the warmth engulfing her and moan about her loss later.