The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

~CLARA~

How was he so good with words? I know that he's a professor, but still. . . How did he not have a million women under his command? I knew that so many would give their souls to be in my position today. He could have any other woman, but yet somehow, he chose me. Why?

Was it because of my persistence? Or was there something else? Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Even in the past, he had a chance to sleep around with many women, but he never did. He was never a man who looked for pleasure in hundreds of women. He was always someone who found happiness in only one woman, and to me, that was the sexiest thing in a man—someone who only had eyes for one woman.

Like now, I was the only woman he was looking at. I knew that it was only the two of us in his office, but I was also aware that if any other person were here right now, I would still have his undivided attention. I knew this man very well. There were things about him that no one else would need to tell me, I'd studied him well enough to know almost everything about him.

He leans forward and pulls my nipple into his mouth while also pleasuring me from the lower parts of my body. He was bringing me to new levels of pleasure with each stroke.

But it was never enough. He was giving me everything except that one thing I was begging for.

I wish he would stop playing around and finally give in to what we both clearly wanted and needed.

"So fucking good," he growls as he moves his finger faster inside of me. "So damn tight, Clara. You don't need to tell me that I'm the first man to do this to you. Your body says everything that I need to know."

I bit my lip to keep myself from screaming his name. I didn't need any of the students outside to hear what was happening inside of his office. I had to protect him even if he didn't want to protect himself.

"There are things I want to do to you that I will kill anyone for even thinking of it." He growls as he presses his lips against my neck. "You have no idea what goes on in my mind. It's why I've tried so fucking hard to keep you away from me."

If I wanted it as well, I didn't see what was the problem. Why was he torturing the both of us? This was something that we both needed right now.

"I want to see you," I whisper.

"You're already seeing me." He responds with a kiss on my lips.

"No," I gasp. "I want to see all of you."

He swallows and, without warning, pulls me up from his desk.

I watch in horror as he slowly starts to dress me. Why was he putting back all my clothes on?

"What's happening?" I gasp. "I thought that—"

"I have a class now, Clara." He tells me as he looks at the clock on the wall behind his desk. "As much as I want to take things further, I know that you deserve better than this."

"W-what?" I demand. "Does that mean you're going to keep torturing the both of us and not give me what we both clearly want?"

He grabs me by my waist and presses me hard against the wall as he places his forehead on mine. "I don't have the strength to stop any of this from happening. Now that I know you want this as much as I do, there is no stopping it from happening."

"Then—"

"If I miss this class, I'm sure someone will come to this office soon looking for me. I can't have you here without clothes on when someone walks in. We both know what will happen after that." He tells me even though he shouldn't have to.

My feelings for him so blinded me that I wasn't thinking clearly. It wasn't just the two of us on this earth.

"I promise you that I'll give you everything you want, Clara." He tells me as he covers my lips with his once more. "But please don't come to my home tonight. I don't want to hurt you."

W-what?

Why would he say something like that after everything that just happened between us?

Was he still considering having Nicole in his life after all of this? Why would he? It didn't make any sense to me.

"Meet me in my office tomorrow at the same time." He continues. "I need to see you. I need to kiss you again. I need to touch you. So please, I need you here tomorrow. You have to be here no matter what.”