The Light to My Darkness

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He stood in silence, towering over me. He grabbed my hand, pulled me back to a seated position, and placed my hand on his erection. I wrapped my fingers around his length. He didn't have to say anything. This was proof that I still had the same effect on him too. I slowly ran my hand up and down through the fabric of his sweatpants. He placed his hands on either side of me, caging me in, making me feel like we were the only two people in the world.

He groaned as I tightened my fingers. "What do you want, baby? Because you're about five seconds away from being bent over this counter and f****d until you can't walk."

I gulped. Yes, please.

"Tell me exactly what you want. Tell me what will make you happy."

For a second I thought that question might have a bigger meaning. But the look in his eyes was solely one of desire. He wanted me screaming his name. God, I wanted that too.

"I want you to f**k me like I'm in your office at the University of New Castle. Like we could get caught at any second. I want to feel you lose control, Professor Hunter." Just calling him that made my heart race.

There was a twinkle in his eye as he raised his left eyebrow. "The threat of getting caught is real. I'm going to have you screaming so loudly that you'll probably wake Scarlett."

I laughed. "Well, don't..." My words caught in my throat as he pulled me off the counter. The look in his eyes was dead serious.

He put his hand on the side of my neck, a little tighter than a normal caress. I could feel my pulse against his palm. It was electrifying. I liked when he was rough with me. But he rarely ever was when I was pregnant.

"Turn around and place your hands on the counter, Miss Taylor."

He didn't have to tell me twice. I turned and pressed my hands against the cool granite.

He nudged my legs apart with his knee.

"Penny, you're dripping wet for me." He ran his fingers along the inside of my thigh and I could feel the moisture. "Have you been dreaming about this moment?"

"Every day." I arched my back, making my robe slip off my shoulders.

"Hmm." He gently bit the skin at the top of my shoulder blade.

"Have you?" I wasn't sure why I needed to hear him say it. Clearly he wanted this as much as I did.

His fingertips trailed up the back of my legs, pushing the silk up so he could cup my ass cheeks. "I dream of more than that, Miss Taylor. I want you to take my last name. I want to put my babies inside of you. I want to grow old with you. You want to relive a moment from our past. But you don't even know what was going through my head when I f****d you for the first time."

I wanted to laugh, but I was too turned on to think about anything but his hands on my ass. "You said it was a one time thing."

"Oh, baby." His fingertips dug into my hips. "It made you come back for more, didn't it?" He thrust himself inside of me with one movement.

Jesus. His fingers and tongue could never quite prepare me for his c**k. But I loved the feeling of him stretching me wide. It was hard to think about his words. Had he really known? Had he known the whole time what he wanted from me?

We'd never really be able to go back to that moment. Yes, he was f*****g me. But there was love in each stroke too. Love underlined everything we did.

His hands slid up my waist and grabbed my breasts. "Every f*****g inch of you is perfect," he said as his thumbs and index fingers gently pinched my n*****s.

"James," I moaned.

"Oh, no, Miss Taylor." He pinched my n*****s even harder. "I don't believe we're on a first name basis yet. What are you going to scream when you come?"

"Professor Hunter," I panted.

"Scream it when you come, baby. Let everyone know how f*****g wrong this is. How much you enjoy breaking the rules. How all you dream about is my c**k deep inside of you."

"Professor Hunter!" I shattered around him as I felt his warmth spread up into me. I felt his naked chest against my back. His hands slid to my stomach. He placed a kiss on the top of my spine.

I shuddered once more and he groaned.

"Hearing you call me that still gets me so hard."

"Even when I'm as big as an elephant?" I didn't need to ask the question. He was still as hard as a rock and he had just c*m.

He kissed the back of my neck. "I wasn't lying when I said I liked you pregnant. And guess what the best part is?"

I laughed and he groaned again.

"What?" I asked and peered at him over my shoulder.

"That there isn't a doubt in anyone's mind that you're mine. When they see this," he said as he ran his palm along my stomach again. "Everyone knows you're completely off limits."

"I have a ring for that."

"Hmm." He pulled out of me. "That's not quite the same."

I instantly felt an emptiness. It was like I never truly felt complete unless our bodies were intertwined.

"Now, my beautiful wife, let me show you how f*****g right you and I actually are." He scooped me up into his arms.

I clasped my hands behind his neck. "What did you have in mind?"

"There's at least six hours before Scarlett wakes us up," he said as he carried me to the stairs.

"You have work in the morning."

"And you need my undivided attention for a few hours. But maybe not quite as much as I need yours." He smiled down at me. Any lingering sleepiness was gone from his face. That empty feeling was about to be extinguished. Maybe a couple more times.