"You can have the rest of the day off."
—-and did she really just hear her workaholic boss say she could take the rest of the day off?
"Just make sure to lock the door behind you, and put up the Do Not Disturb sign before you go."
Lisa had a hard time understanding his orders. The professor usually spoke in a soft and calm manner, but right now he was biting out words faster than a machine gun could spit out bullets.
Julian threw his secretary an impatient look. "What are you still standing there for?"
"Uh..."
"I need privacy to make love to my girlfriend. Is that clear enough for you?" The professor still spoke in rapid-fire fashion, albeit this time in a growl, but it was the bluntness of his language that made the words finally and properly sink in, and Lisa was torn between gasping...and laughing.
So this was how Professor Julian Alexeyev looked when officially losing his cool, and oh dear, the way her boss was glaring at her now...
Julian's secretary quickly started gathering her things, but when Fleur caught sight of the younger woman's shoulders also starting to shake...
Even as turned on as she was, Fleur lost it as well, and she was still laughing as Julian dragged her inside his office. She planned to tease him about ruining his reputation, but all such thoughts fled the moment their gazes clashed, and she saw the uncontrollable lust that was burning in his eyes.
His mouth ravaged hers in an instant, and Fleur could only moan as she surrendered herself to his kiss.
She vaguely heard the deadbolt sliding into place as he lifted her up, and she locked her limbs around him as her back rode up the door.
His tongue thrust deep, and her senses reeled. It was like a taste of how Julian would eventually claim her virginity, and as the thought made every cell of her body burn, passion completely consumed her, and all she could suddenly think about was...
"Now."
The word came out in a sob as Fleur wrenched her mouth away from Julian's. She stared up at him pleadingly, desperately, hungrily.
"Now," she sobbed again. "Please take me now."
A part of Julian had thought Fleur was putting a stop to their lovemaking, and he had told himself that if that were the case, he would respect it. This was Fleur's first time, and he had to make it special for her even if it killed him. He had been prepared to do anything and everything she asked for, but he truly should have known better than to expect his little flower to do what was expected and predictable.
Instead of asking him to stop, she was urging him to hurry, and goddamn it...
There was no fucking way to be in control now.
No fucking way to be gentle and slow.
Just no fucking way to keep the animal in him from taking over, and Julian heard himself release a guttural groan just before his mouth slammed back down on Fleur's trembling lips even as he was already striding swiftly to the couch.
Fleur could only gasp as soon as Julian broke the kiss. "Hurry." She sat up and worked on the zip of his pants while Julian reached under her dress. She heard and felt him rip her panties off just as her fingers finally found his hard and throbbing flesh, and the unintended synchrony had her whimper blending with Julian's groan.
She managed to give his cock a teasing little squeeze before he had her lying on her back, and a silly little voice started chanting inside of her mind as Julian loomed over her.
Finally, finally, oh finally, my love...
She raised her knees up without being asked, and her heart pounded hard as he fitted himself between her legs. Her dress fell to her waist, which then drew his gaze to her bare pussy, and oh God, the lust in those eyes of his...
"You're dripping." Julian's voice was hoarse. "You're goddamn dripping, milaya."
The words made her clutch blindly at the edge of the couch, but it was no use. She could feel herself dripping even more. Just dripping and dripping, and oh God...
"Please." Fleur could no longer stop her body from twisting and arching, the need burning through her veins making her feel unbearably hot and restless. "Julian, please, fuck me."
He expelled his breath in a harsh sound. He had tried. He had goddamn tried to hold everything in because he didn't want her first time to be a bloody rough mess. But how could he when he saw his own rampaging lust mirrored in her big blue eyes? How the fuck could he control himself when she was begging him to do the opposite while her exposed cunt just became creamier and creamier with every passing second?
It was too much, even for someone like Julian who had always prided himself for self-control, and in the next instant, he gave them what they both wanted—-