Love in Education: De La Fuente Book Seven Page 7

  “At least I know what it’s like to have a good fuck, bet you can’t say the same, Ms. Celibate.”

  My temper starts to boil over at the vicious tone and words said to Andie. I count to five very slowly as I lower the marker to the tray attached to the board and slowly turn around.

  Andie looks pale when I search her face and it takes a lot to concentrate so that I don’t drag her into my arms. It would certainly shut the bitch Jenna up. The other girl doesn’t look bothered about the words that came out of her vile mouth and unfortunately this isn’t high school were her parents would be called and she’d be given detention. It’s college, we’re all adults and for that she’s going to get given an extra essay, which she’ll have to pass in order to get through the class.

  I narrow my gaze and while the rest of the class file in, I say, “Jenna McCauley, see me after class for an extra assignment. Perhaps you’ll learn that this isn’t high school and I expect everyone to behave as the adults you are.” To Andie, I say, “Andie Foster, please stay also.”

  Her eyes briefly meet mine before she tugs her bottom lip between her teeth. She nods slightly to acknowledge my words and I want nothing more than to reassure her that she isn’t in any trouble with me. The only person who is now on my watch list, is currently giving me filthy looks from where she’s sulking at the back of the class.

  On a heavy sigh, I wonder why I opted for college instead of high school, when there’s no different in the students maturity—some of the time anyway.

  “Professor?”

  I glance across the room and spot a blonde haired student waving her hand enthusiastically in the air. “Yes, Carrie.”

  “Um, is it true that you’re dating Professor Long?” She gives me a sweet smile and I’m sure she’s being put up to asking by the girl beside her. Brenda Carter, her friend, has a habit of flirting with me at every opportunity.

  Usually I don’t give any personal information but this is something that I want to shut down immediately. “I am not, and have never, dated Professor Long. Not that it’s anyone’s business but I’m in a serious relationship with someone else who does not work at this college.” I turn my attention to my desk and grab the textbook. “Now, for the reason we are all here...to learn.”

  There are a lot of rumbles and moans and some curious stares throughout the lecture. I glance at Andie as much as I do anyone else so by the time the class is over I feel exhausted. Unfortunately it’s the second class of the day so I don’t have the luxury of disappearing home for another few hours.

  Unable to hold back a long yawn, I dismiss the class hoping the next one isn’t as tiring as this one has been.

  Jenna saunters down to the front of the room and after I’ve handed her an extra assignment, she glares back at Andie.

  I wait until the door slams closed and then I quickly check that the coast is clear before I lock the door.

  Breathing heavily, I turn and prowl toward Andie who realizing my intent moves from behind her desk.

  “What—”

  She barely starts her question when I seal my lips over hers. I just need one taste, but I can’t break our connection. My tongue searches for hers and slipping and sliding together, Andie wraps herself around me. My hands grip her ass and turning with her held securely against me, I move to the front of the room and rest her ass on the edge of my desk.

  I press between her spread thighs and rotating my hips against her pantie-clad pussy, I really let her feel how desperate I am for her. My lips blaze a hot trail down her neck until I’m lifting her shirt and biting her erect nipples through her bra.

  She fumbles with my zipper and finally I feel her hand around my cock as she sets me free.

  “Oh God, Sawyer! We have to stop,” she mumbles, while jerking me off.

  “I know,” I agree and instead of stopping, I move her panties to one side. “Guide me. I’m not coming unless I’m inside you.”

  The minute I feel the head of my cock touching her wet flesh, I slam fully inside her and feel her coming the minute I’m deep. I’m too excited to hold anything back as I come hard. My hips move uncontrollably as I fill her pussy, and the thought of her going to her next class filled with my release has me spilling more.

  I growl and grind against her, my thumb rubs her little swollen clit and then she tightens around me, pulsating on my dick as another orgasm grips her.

  Panting, she watches me through hooded eyes, which roll back when I slowly withdraw. I glance down and my dick is coated in wetness so when I tug her panties back into place my hand shakes. “You,” I admit, my voice strained, “make me want to be lost on a desert Island with you...alone. No one for miles.”

  Making sure I’m put back together, I take Andie by the hand and help her to stand. She’s a little unsteady at first but soon gets her balance. Her skirt falls back into place and I reluctantly pull her shirt back down, hiding high round breasts.

  “I can’t believe we’ve just done that in here where anyone could have walked in on us.”

  “I’ve never done anything remotely like this before, but at least I locked the door,” I remind her.

  “You didn’t lock the two at the back of the room.”

  My eyes pop wide when I realize how stupid we’ve been. My only thought was to get inside of Andie as quickly as possible and to hell with everything else.

  “I’m sorry.” I run my hands through my hair. “I lost my mind when Jenna opened her mouth.”

  She smiles and brushes her fingertips over my forehead. “I was pretty pissed when she opened her mouth as well.” She gives me a small kiss and whispers, “Thank you for defending me.”

  “God, I wanted to tell her that you had been well and truly fucked by me, but I figured you’d appreciate the extra assignment gesture instead.”

  “Every time we’re together in a sexual way, I always feel well and truly loved. I just wanted you to know that.”

  “That’s always my aim.” I tap her on the bottom. “You’re late for your next class.”

  “I have a free period. It’s when I usually write out my lesson for the class I take for you.”

  “Hmm,” I sling an arm around her shoulders, and suggest. “In that case, I think you need my help.” I frown. “We shouldn’t stay in here though. Perhaps the library? Less tongues will wag if we’re in public.”

  “Tongues will wag because you, Professor Lawrence, are never seen hanging around college with female staff or students.”

  “You noticed?” I grin.

  She rolls her eyes and grabbing her notes and knapsack from her desk, says, “Let’s go and grab coffee and then to the study section of the library.”

  12

  Andie

  Hanging out with Sawyer at the Library makes me happy because we’re out in the open and yet no one has a clue that we’re dating. We haven’t exactly been on an official date yet, but that’s what I’m calling it. Dating.

  As I watch him across the table with a pen in one hand, while he types, one-handed, on the laptop, I’m reminded of the touch of his hands on my body and the pleasure they arouse in me.

  My body heats at the reminder and I can honestly say I’m truly distracted. It’s been like this all week since he’d brought me here after giving me two orgasms in the classroom. My mind and body find him extremely distracting and I know that we’ve been getting strange looks from the Liberians in here. They don’t know anything so what’s the point in stopping what we’re referring to as open study.

  “Andie,” Sawyer growls, although he doesn’t stop what he’s doing. “You need to stop looking at me as though I have no clothes on,” he hisses between his teeth.

  I blink and sit up straighter in my chair. “Yes, Professor,” I agree in a sultry voice that has his fists clenching.

  Even though I know it’s wrong of me to tease him while we’re in public, I can’t resist. So taking my pencil, I slowly slide it between my lips and hollowing out my cheeks, I slide it in deeper before let
ting it plop out.

  Sawyer’s hooded eyes are focused on my mouth and his breathing is labored. He presses some keys on his laptop and then he urgently whispers, “Follow me.”

  My eyes widen at the meaning behind his action as he gets to his feet. “The old texts are in the same place?” he asks of the Librarian.

  “Yes, Professor. They haven’t moved yet.”

  “Thank you.” He turns to me. “Ms. Foster, now is the time to learn how to locate the older readings.” He urges me up with his eyes so I quickly follow him along the dark halls of the library, which look deserted.

  At the end Sawyer grabs my hand and tugs me between two rows of bookshelves, and then he has me up in his arms and his lips on mine.

  “I couldn’t take it anymore,” he whispers, nuzzling and kissing his way down my neck and along my collarbone. “We can’t do anything here, but hell, Andie, you and that pencil. My brain scrambled.”

  Gripping his shoulders so that I keep my balance, I rub my pelvis against him and moan when I feel the strength of his arousal trapped between us. “Are you sure we can’t do anything?” I pause, gripping his head when he bites one of my nipples through my shirt. “Oh God! Sawyer.”

  His hands and mouth are everywhere and when he slides his hands up the back of my skirt, and then into my panties, I absolutely melt. I lift a leg around his hip to get closer, and I’m not disappointed when his strong hands grip my butt, holding me still while he rubs his erection on my clit through my panties.

  I grip the nape of his neck as his face is buried in the curve of my shoulder. His hands spread the cheeks of my bottom open, and then one more touch of his cock on my clit, and I’m coming. I throw my head back, clamp my mouth tightly shut and moan through the intense pleasure of my release. He continues to press against my sensitive folds until I can’t take any more and beg, “Please stop. No more.”

  His hands shake as he slowly lowers me back to my feet with his erection pressing against my thigh before he moves his hips away.

  I settle my skirt back into place while trying to catch my breath, but Sawyer turns his back and stands with his hands resting on one of the rows of books and his head dipped. It’s clear to see that he’s fighting his own need to come by the size of the tent in his slacks.

  We might be pushing our luck being here for as long as we have, but I’m guessing it won’t take much to finish him off.

  Smiling to myself, I slip between his body and the shelves and when he meets my gaze, I drop to my knees and have his throbbing cock in my hands within seconds. I watch as precum pools on the tip, which I lick clean with my tongue while holding his gaze. He seems to struggle for breath even as his cock lengthens, thickens, telling me he’s close.

  Wasting no more time, I slide my mouth down on him and relaxing my jaw, I let him slide deeper before I suck. His body quivers and when he’s nudging the back of my throat and all nice and snug, I hum and swallow.

  Sawyer’s head is thrown back and the tendons in his neck become visible all seconds before his release splashes down my throat. I swallow and suck, swallow and suck, until he pulls his dick free of my mouth. “I’m not sure I can walk,” he mumbles. “God, Andie...what you do to me.” He straightens his clothing.

  He reaches out and helps me from the floor, and the gentleman that he is, he bends and brushes the dust from my knees. “I couldn’t leave you in the condition you were in.”

  “Thank God you didn’t.” He laughs before becoming serious. “I’m worried that we’re taking risks that we don’t need to,” he admits.

  “I’m sure that if we try harder then we’ll be able to refrain from attacking the other.” Smiling, I reach around him and grab a book from the shelf, I open to any old page.

  Just as the librarian rounds the corner, I’m pointing at a paragraph within the pages. “I don’t understand this.”

  “Is everything alright back here?” the woman asks, looking at her watch. “We should have closed five minutes ago.”

  “Oops.” I hide my giggle in the book. “We’ll look at that again,” I suggest because I know that these books can only be used while in the library.

  “I’m sorry that we’ve held you up, Claire.” Sawyer smiles at the woman and the change in her demeanor is amazing. She blushes and fusses with her hair while Sawyer keeps his smile on his handsome face. He moves closer and taking her arm he guides her away from the back of the room.

  With a glance over his shoulder he grins widely, and lightly chuckles when I blow him a kiss and follow him back to the table we’ve occupied for a couple of hours.

  We gather our belongings and head out into the night. My fingers twitch beside me because I want them to be held by Sawyer, but so close to the college we can’t.

  “Once we leave here tomorrow, I have you for a full weekend. We can hold hands and kiss in public without fear of anyone from here seeing us. I can take you on a date and show you how much I love the time we spend together without having you naked at the same time.” he grins, his teeth white in the dark night. “Not that I don’t mind having you naked in my arms, but it will be nice to be able to take you out.”

  Tears hover on my lashes that I try and hide from him, as I admit, “I’d love to go on a date with you.”

  “Lets go on one then.” He grins. “Leave the planning to me.”

  I smile, feeling so damn happy that butterflies take flight in my stomach.

  13

  Sawyer

  The vastness of Montana didn’t really hit me until we started our descent into the small airport at Great Falls. Even though Colorado is just as vast with mountain ranges and snow-covered peaks, it’s different. Andie’s excitement at being nearly home and to her family makes me realize that she’s loved here and that this is home to her. It begs the question as to whether she’d want to return here after she graduates.

  Sighing heavily, I glance across the car to Andie who is practically bouncing in her seat as she drives the rental to her mom and Diego’s place. “You’re like a little kid.” I raise my brows and she bursts out laughing.

  “I’m excited to introduce you to my family, and I can’t wait to see how big my mom is with my sister or brother.” She laughs. “It’s kinda weird really when you think about it. I’m twenty-four and I’m going to be a sister to a baby.” She bites her lip. “I wouldn’t change it for anything though because it settles me knowing that she’s finally really happy. She hasn’t been truly happy since my father died while she was pregnant with me. Diego brought light back into her life.”

  She quickly glances to me before concentrating on the road again. “Even as a small child I’d catch her crying while staring at their wedding photograph. She’d always say ‘you’re daddy was so handsome in his uniform’ and then I’d see the sadness in her eyes.” Sighing, she adds, “He was older than my mom and a police officer. Killed while on patrol.”

  “It sounds like she really did wait a long time to find happiness again, although I bet you helped her more than you think.”

  Andie’s thoughtful. “Maybe. All I know is that Diego loves her and she loves him. That’s all that really matters to me.” She smiles as she takes a right turn. “Because of her marriage with Diego she’s given me the large family that I’ve always wanted. I’m closest to Kasey really. He’s about your age and a few months ago he finished out his contract with the New York Mavericks. Him and Felicity moved back here so I can’t wait to see their new home.”

  “So I have no reason to be jealous, right?” I ask, but I’m only half joking.

  “None what so ever, besides,” she adds, “my heart only wants you, so I promise you don’t have anything to worry about.”

  “That’s good to know.”

  “All the De La Fuente’s are married anyway.” She chuckles. “They are betting on how long it takes Blake, Felicity’s brother, and his physical therapist, Violet, to finally get together.”

  I laugh. “I take it the attraction between them is obvious?”


  “To everyone except them.” She looks thoughtful. “To be honest, I think it’s Blake holding them back.” She shrugs. “He was hit by a car that left him paralyzed from the hips down so he’s in a wheelchair. He thinks he doesn’t have anything to offer anyone and I know he’s struggling with depression because of it all...I don’t know if they’ll make it, but I really hope they do. It’s obvious how much they care about each other.”

  “So there’s even more extended family then?”

  “There is.” She pulls into a driveway and my heart hits my toes. “Don’t look so nervous. You’re only going to be meeting Diego and my mom.”

  “They’re the important ones, Andie,” I grumble and climb out of the car when Andie does.

  The minute we do a man about my height with broad shoulders and a huge grin approaches. The minute Andie realizes he’s there, she runs straight into his arms. The man wraps his arms around her and holds her tightly—and yes, a bout of jealousy curls in my stomach.

  Andie looks giddy as she drags the man who I presume to be Diego, by the hand to where I’m standing. She lets go of him and wraps her arm around my waist, snuggling into my side. My arm rests on her shoulders, as I hold my hand out to the man.

  “You must be Diego.”

  He takes my outstretched hand. “And you must be Sawyer Lawrence, her Professor.”

  My stomach drops, but Andie waves him away. “Diego, you promised to behave.”

  Diego grins. “I’m behaving, but it’s the stepfather’s prerogative to put the boyfriend on the spot.”

  Andie reaches up and kisses my cheek. “I love him Diego, so please give me a break okay. It’s taken a while to get us to this point. I don’t need you pointing out the obvious.”