Forbidden Lecture: My Professor's Secret Craving

Chapter 11

Jason returned to her with urgent need, kissing her deeply as his fingers worked the button of her blouse open, exposing the red bra that held her full breasts. With a rough tug, he shoved it down, her n*****s hardening instantly in the cool air.

He broke the kiss to latch onto one peak, sucking it hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud while his hand cupped the other breast, flicking his thumb over the n****e until she whimpered. Aria's head fell back, her fingers threading through his hair. “Don’t stop.”

She pulled him closer as she wrapped her legs around his waist to grind her core against the bulge in his pants. The friction made her p***y ache, the wetness soaking through her panties as she felt his c**k throb.

He growled low in his throat as he hiked her skirt up her thighs and rubbed her c**t through the thin material, circling the swollen nub with firm pressure. She bucked against his hand, a moan escaping her lips as wetness seeped onto his fingers.

Jason yanked the panties aside, pushing two fingers into her tight p***y without warning. f**k! She was dripping wet. He finger-f****d her roughly, making her knees buckle.

“My naughty little girl,” he murmured as he added a third finger.

The squelching sounds of her arousal filled the office, mixing with her whimpers and the creak of the table. He added his tongue to her c**t which made her body tense up immediately, the pleasure coiling tight in her belly as he continuously hit her G-spot.

“c*m on my tongue, Aria,” he demanded, his voice muffled against her p***y. He sucked harder, his fingers thrusting faster until her orgasm crashed over her. Her walls clenched around his fingers as her p***y gushed slick, which he lapped up greedily.

Jason stood up as Aria freed his c**k with a few frantic tugs. It was rock hard, the veins pulsing under her grip as she stroked him. He groaned, his fingers faltering inside her for a moment before he withdrew them and put them in her mouth.

She tasted herself, sucking his fingers clean as her tongue swirled around. Her eyes were locked on his with raw lust.

Unable to wait any longer, he spun her around, bending her over the desk. The papers scattered to the floor, but neither of them cared. He kicked her legs wider, the cool air hitting her exposed ass as he lined up his c**k at her entrance. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself balls-deep in her p***y, the heat enveloping him. Aria cried out. Her hands gripped the desk edges as he filled her completely.

Jason set a brutal pace, pulling out almost to the tip before slamming back in, his hips snapping against her ass with each drive. The table creaked under them as her breasts dragged across the hardwood, n*****s scraping with every pound.

“Take it all," he grunted, leaning over her to nip at her earlobe while his free hand tangled in her hair to pull her head back.

Aria’s second climax was building up fast. And before long, her body convulsed violently as her p***y spasmed in waves that milked his c**k. The squeeze pushed him over and he thrust deep one last time, groaning her name as he filled her with hot spurts of c*m until it leaked out around his c**k, mixing with her wetness on the desk.

They held each other, panting, as the aftershocks rippled through them. Slowly, he pulled out, watching his seed trickle from her well f****d p***y, a possessive satisfaction settling in his chest.

- - -

That weekend, as Aria stood under the hot spray of Lena’s shower, everything finally slowed enough for her brain to catch up.

She tipped her head back and closed her eyes, replaying what happened at his office.

“You’re insane,” she blushed as the water streamed down her face.

She reached for the shampoo and froze halfway, her fingers hovering in midair as a thought sliced through her haze. When was my last period?

She frowned, doing the math in her head. Everything happened so fast that it was all in a blur, but a red circle in her planner flashed in her mind. She counted the days on her fingers as her lips moved silently.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five.

Oh no! Her period should have started five days ago.

Her stomach dropped. The hot water suddenly felt too hot. She turned the tap off and stood there in silence. Her heart banged against her ribs.

It’s probably just stress, she told herself as she stepped out and wrapped a towel around her. New programme, her T.A duties, and overwhelming classes. The stupid campus confession page. Bodies get weird under pressure, right? Right?

But the thought persisted as she dressed up in a black leggings and an oversized T-shirt, her hair twisted into a damp bun. Lena was on the couch, scrolling through her phone while some trashy dating show played on the TV in low volume.

“You look like you just saw a ghost,” Lena said, glancing up.

“Just tired,” Aria lied. “I’m just gonna run to the pharmacy. Need… some stuff.”

Lena’s eyes narrowed, reading more than Aria wanted her to. “You want company?”

“No,” she replied too quickly. “I’m fine. I’ll be back in a bit.”

The pharmacy was only a few blocks away, but the walk felt longer. The fluorescent lights inside buzzed overhead, the aisles lined with products promising fixes for every possible human failing.

She found the pregnancy tests halfway down an aisle, nestled between vitamins and ovulation kits. The packs came in soft blues and pinks, some with happy couples, others with just the stark image of the test itself.

Her throat went dry.

She picked one up, then put it back. She reached for a cheaper one, then swapped it for a mid-range brand. Digital? Too expensive. She settled on the simplest: Lines. One or two.

She turned the pack over to look at the back. A tiny diagram explained her future in three steps.

“Can I help you find something?” a clerk asked from the end of the aisle.

Aria almost jumped out of her skin. “No,” she said quickly, clutching the box. “I’m good. Thank you.”

At the counter, she avoided the clerk’s eyes, pretending to be fascinated by the impulse-buy lip balms. The beep of the barcode scanner sounded too loud.

“Have a nice day,” the clerk said, handing her the small plastic bag.

I hope so, she thought as she stepped back into the cool air.

Back at Lena’s, the bag felt heavier. She held it in both hands all the way up the stairs like it might shatter if she let go.

“You okay?” Lena called from the couch when Aria slipped inside.

“Yeah,” she lied again. “I’m just… gonna shower. Again. You know, long day.”

Lena stood up, clearly not convinced. “What’s in the bag?”

“Nothing—”

Lena yanked it from her and immediately pulled the pregnancy kit as her eyebrows rose.

“Omg, Aria! Are you…?” Her questions trailed off.

“I haven’t seen my period in five days,” Aria tried to explain. “I… I wanted to be sure.”

Lena didn’t know what to say, but she knew her friend needed her right now. So, she walked up to her and hugged her tightly.

“Okay, we’ll talk later. But right now, we need to deal with this.”

In the bathroom, Aria tore the box open with shaky fingers. The instructions were straightforward. Pee on the stick. Wait three minutes.

Three minutes.

She did it: peed on the stick, set it flat on the edge of the sink and then backed away like it might explode.

She sat on the closed toilet lid, her elbows on her knees, hands tangled together so tightly that her knuckles ached… waiting.

“Babe?” Lena’s voice came through the door, worried. “You okay in there?”

“No,” Aria said honestly. Her throat felt tight.

“Do you want me in there with you?”

“Stay out there for now,” she said. “If it’s… if it’s positive, I’ll need a second.”

Silence, then a soft, “Okay. I’m right here, okay?”

Aria nodded even though Lena couldn’t see her.

She closed her eyes and immediately thought of Jason’s face, her scholarship, her mother’s proud voice on the phone, and Tyler’s easy smile. Her life is literally about to change in—

Her timer on her phone buzzed and she immediately jumped.

“Time?” Lena called.

“Yeah,” Aria said quietly. “Time.”

“Okay,” Lena replied. “Deep breath. You’ve got this.”

Aria pushed herself to her feet on legs that felt like they belonged to someone else. Each step toward the sink sounded loud in the tiny bathroom.

Up close, the test looked even smaller. It’s ridiculous how something so cheap could hold this much power. Her hand trembled as she reached out.

She wrapped her fingers around the little stick and slowly turned it.