The Professor

Chapter 18

DALIA

“What?”

“Is that how to greet someone after answering their call?” Chloe replied and I heaved a sigh while walking into my faculty's stairwell.

“What do you want?”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

That stopped me in my tracks and I glanced around as though she could be watching me from somewhere in this stairwell. “...Huh?”

“I knew it. Who is it?”

“Who is what? I don’t have a boyfriend.” I felt the need to whisper the last part into the phone as two lecturers engaged in a conversation walked past me.

"You kept giggling to yourself all weekend."

I frowned. “That doesn’t–”

“I also heard you on the phone with a Noah,” she added and my eyes widened while I stopped again.

The only time I talked to Noah over the phone was sometime past midnight on Friday at my parents’ house and I had been in the living room during the call. She must have come downstairs. Ugh.

“You looked like you were ready to have his babies.”

“I did not!” I burst out and the lecturers on the stairs immediately glanced at me with disapproving looks before I gave them an apologetic smile. I then resumed walking to the third floor. “I–I don’t have a boyfriend.”

I had Noah but I couldn’t consider him my boyfriend. I didn’t even know if he wanted a relationship seeing as we still hadn’t talked about us and I’d planned to talk to him after I went back to my apartment yesterday but his phone had been switched off. Today, I had gone to his office earlier than I usually did but he wasn’t there and his phone was still switched off so when class started and he still hadn’t shown up, I assumed he wasn’t coming to campus but then Weston texted me that he was in class.

I had been sort of miffed but that feeling had reduced when he smiled at me after I walked into the lecture hall. It had become replaced with worry when I noticed he was distracted and down – he still gave me a small smile at me whenever he met my gaze though – and a little while later, Avery walked in and whispered something in his ear that irked him.

They’d then talked in hushed whispers for about a minute and whatever they talked about made him increasingly irate. She tried to calm him a couple of times but he wasn’t having it and I was only able to make out him telling her to tell someone to leave before she walked out of the lecture hall.

Few minutes after she left, he ended the class and also left and now I was making my way to his office, taking the stairs because the elevator was out of service.

“Alright then. Keep your secrets,” Chloe said and I could tell that she was grinning on the other end. I opened my mouth to tell her that I didn’t have a boyfriend again but she resumed talking before I could. “Is Evelyn still staying with you guys?”

“Yes,” I replied, glad for the topic change but also hoping she wouldn’t mention Noah to mum because mum knew the name of the professor I was a TA for.

A man walked into the stairwell from the third floor’s hallway and I immediately moved close to the wall to stay out of his way but he still shouldered me, knocking my phone out of my hand, despite the wide path to the stairs next to me.

“What the hell?!"

He didn’t stop but he glared at me over his shoulder and I glared right back before realizing that he was Noah’s brother.

Huh?

My expression faltered and I couldn’t help but wonder what he was doing here because when Noah told me his brother was the one he got into a fight with, he didn’t sound like he had a good relationship with him. I then glanced at my phone on the ground and irritation pricked at me at the fact that he was still glaring at me instead of apologizing.

“Asshole!” I called out just as he faced forward and he flipped me the bird over his shoulder. “What the–” The urge to pick up my phone and launch it at the back of his head rode me hard but I just clenched my fists and took a deep breath instead, watching him till he was out of sight before I picked it up.

The screen was now cracked, souring my mood even further, but Chloe’s call was still ongoing and I could hear her calling my name before I ended the call. I then sent her a message to let her know I’d call her later as I walked into the hallway, making my way towards Noah’s office, and before I got to the door, I heard him.

Noah sounded furious as he yelled at someone that was either in the office with him or on the phone and the clear voice of a woman I heard next made me realize it was the former.

What’s going on?

“Today's your birthday, Noah,” she said and I paused. Today’s Noah’s birthday? “You can’t–”

“Back the f**k off, mum!”

My brows jumped at the term and I immediately began to feel like I was intruding. Uh…

“Noah–”

“No!”

I should leave. I turned around and headed for the stairs while Noah kept yelling. I’d just drop by later.

****

Night had fallen a long time ago and I still hadn’t talked to Noah.

I had gone over to his office several times during the day but he hadn’t been there and I couldn’t talk to him over the phone because his was still switched off. His personal effects were still in his office though so after my last class for the day, I stayed at Tamika’s dorm, hoping to see him if/when he came back to campus but I had fallen asleep and only woke up when Weston came to get me at sometime past nine PM.

If Noah had come back, he was definitely no longer on campus by now.

I heaved a sigh and leaned my head against the headrest, staring at my phone. There was still nothing from Noah and as I thought about how upset he’d sounded, I couldn’t help but feel bad for him. Today was his birthday – I had confirmed by checking online – and it had started off that way.

“Are you hungry?” Weston asked and I nodded, moving my attention from my phone to him. “Wanna stop by Taco Bello?”

I nodded again at the name of our favorite taco stand while he turned into the road that took us right past our faculty and as we passed the building, a car in its parking lot caught my eye. “Wait!”

Weston immediately hit the brakes. “What? What’s wrong?” he asked, concern evident in his voice, and I pressed my face against the window to get a closer look at the car.

“That’s Noah’s car.”

“...Okay?”

I didn’t tell him what I’d overhead or that I stayed back in school because I wanted to see Noah so his reaction was understandable.

I slid my gaze over to Noah’s office window and my eyes instantly went round because the light in it was on. That had to be Noah. I grabbed for the door handle but before I could open the door, I realized he was probably in a bad mood and I didn’t even know what I was going to say to him.

“What are you doing?” Weston asked and I held a hand up to him as I thought of what to do before turning to see him staring at me questioningly.

“Take me to Cloud Nine.”

“Why? Wouldn't they be closed by now?”

“They close by nine-thirty,” I replied and he glanced at the car dashboard which said the time was 9:23 PM before shooting me a look. “Well, we won’t make it there before they close if you just sit your ass here dawdling.”

He raised a brow and I couldn’t help but smile at the look on his face while rephrasing my words.

“You’re amazing. I love you. Take me to Cloud Nine, please.”

He clicked his tongue, shaking his head as he resumed driving.

Fifteen minutes later, I was back on campus and stepping out of the stairwell onto the floor Noah's office was on, holding a bag that contained a cake from Cloud Nine. I half expected a lecturer to show up and ask me what I was doing here but that didn't happen till I opened the door to Noah's office.

He wasn't here.

I lingered by the door for several seconds, glancing around the office like I expected him to pop out from somewhere and when that didn't happen, I walked over to the window behind his desk. I threw it open and looked out, trying to see if his car was still in the parking lot, but even after stretching out as far as I could without falling out the window, I still couldn't see where he had been parked.

"Damn it."

"Dalia?"

I glanced over my shoulder to see Noah standing by the door with a brown paper bag in his hand, his forehead creased with confusion, and my shoulders sagged in relief before I turned to face him.

"What are you doing here? It's–" He glanced at his wrist as if to check the time but there was no watch there. A small frown crept onto his face before his eyes darted to the desk where his watch lay and he dropped his hand. “It's late.”

I walked around his desk and towards him and as I got closer, I noticed that he looked tired and gloomy. Once again, I felt bad for him and couldn’t stop myself from wrapping my arms around him when I got to him.

Huh… I’d never hugged him before and now that I had, I didn’t want to let go because it was nice… really nice. He was warm and smelled nice–

“Dalia?” Noah called and I pulled my head back to look up at him as he kicked the door shut.

“Happy birthday, Noah.”

His brows knitted. “How did you…”

“I came by after you ended class,” I answered and realization instantly dawned on his face. He rubbed his forehead with his free hand.

“Oh… Crap. You heard all of that?”

“Just a little.”

He sucked in a breath and glanced heavenward. “It's been a shitty day,” he said and I wrapped my arms around him tighter, resting my head on his chest once more while he hugged me back. When we finally pulled away from each other, I noticed the top of a liquor bottle peeking out from the paper bag he was holding and I gestured at it.

“It's depressing to drink alone.”

The corner of his mouth turned up a bit and he pulled the bottle out of the bag. “Will you drink with me then?”

“Oh no,” I replied after reading the name on the bottle, remembering the night I drank it with Weston and his twin brother, Wyatt. “Last time I drank that, I fell down the stairs and broke my wrist.”

“Ouch,” Noah muttered with a wince, lowering the bottle.

“My pride had hurt more.”

A soft laugh escaped him before I held up the bag in my hand.

“How about we eat cake instead?” I said before pulling him over to the table in front of the couch and setting the bag on it. I removed the box from the bag and when I opened it to reveal the cake and the ‘Happy Birthday Noah’ message on it, he tipped his head to the side.

“You got me a cake.”

“I didn’t want to show up empty-handed.”

His mouth twitched with a smile. “I wouldn’t have minded.”

I know.

I glanced at the cake and the candle standing in its middle caught my attention. “Ah. Do you have a lighter?” I asked as I set the cake on the table. He shook his head.

I thought about pulling the candle out but then my eyes darted to the light switch and with a better-ish idea in mind, I made my way over to it and turned it off.

“Uh…” Noah started, dropping the bottle and paper bag in his hands on the table, while I turned on my phone’s flashlight before walking back to him. The lamp on the desk was also on so the flashlight wasn’t the only source of light. “What are you doing?” he asked as I picked up the cake, placed it in his hands and then placed the flashlight behind the candle to mimic a candlelight.

“Make a wish.”

He raised a brow. “A wish?”

“It’s goofy, I know. But it’s tradition,” I replied and his gaze dropped to the cake before he shut his eyes. Seconds later, he opened his eyes once more and when I immediately turned the light off, a radiant smile swept across his face, lighting up his entire face. I committed the look to memory so I could obsess over it later.

“I haven't made it yet,” he said.

“Oh–Oh!”

We both began to laugh and I turned the flashlight on again, positioning it behind the candle, while he stared at me intently.

“Have you made it?” I asked after a little while and he gave me a slow nod. I turned off the flashlight.

“Aren’t I supposed to blow it out?”

“Oh my God,” I groaned, letting my head loll back, while he laughed and placed the cake on the table, followed by my phone. He then pulled me close and the weight of his palm burned into the small of my back as he stared at me like he wanted to eat me whole.

“Thank you,” he said, pulling me even closer till I was pressed up against him, and I absent-mindedly nodded while the heat in his eyes had my heart rate picking up. I swallowed.

“I–I’ll get the light.”

“No need for that.”

His mouth closed over mine and his palm found the back of my neck, locking me in place and making my heart go into overdrive. His kiss was gentle one second and full of commanding power the next, and my arms locked themselves around his neck like a lifeline as he pushed his tongue past my lips to claim my mouth, moving in as if he had every right.

My pulse throbbed in my neck, banging like a furious drum, when his kissing grew uncontrolled and I pressed urgently against him. He then abruptly bent down, reaching under my skirt for the curve of my ass and hoisted me up, making me squeal into his mouth. I wrapped my legs around his waist to hold on and his responding groan vibrated through me, causing more heat to pool between my legs.

I wanted him in me, no… I needed him in me. I needed the ache forming between my thighs alleviated before I combusted.

Noah’s hold on me grew tighter while I took as much as I could from his lips and when he broke the kiss just as my ass hit something hard after a little while, I opened my eyes to see that he had placed me on his desk.

“May I?” he asked with his fingers on the hem of my t-shirt and I swallowed before pulling the shirt off myself, dropping it on his seat. His throat bobbed as his gaze dropped to my chest and I pulled him in again, kissing him until I was dizzy and desperate for more.

Breaking the kiss again, I helped him out of his shirt and he returned the gesture by helping me take off my bra as quickly as he could before sucking one of my n*****s into his mouth.

Our night in the club the day we met and the way I’d been craving him for weeks came to mind and the fact that this was happening now made relief wash over me like a bucket of cold water during a heatwave.

“Oh thank God,” I moaned, sinking my teeth into my bottom lips while my eyes drifted close, and when he groaned around the tip, the sound pulsed through me.

The pleasure building within me mounted higher and higher as he kept sucking, swirling his tongue across the hardened peak while kneading my other breast, his fingers rolling the hardened nub. My p***y clenched and I felt like I was going to combust from the ache there as I ran my fingers through his hair, holding him to me.

He released my n****e with a pop before moving to give equal attention to the other one and I inhaled sharply when his hand slid under my skirt and into my underwear.

“Noah…” My voice faded out when his fingers found my c**t and a pathetic cry mixed with a whimper spilled from my lips. I gripped the edge of the desk. “Oh…”

“You’re already wet for me.” He sounded like he appreciated it, like he was amazed by it, and I could only moan in response as he watched me with hooded eyes.

He used my wetness to swirl around my c**t in tight circles and I let out a louder moan, arching my back as his fingers dragged down. They probed at my entrance while my eyes rolled back in my head and then, without warning, he thrusted two inside me. The action sliced down through me and poured lava inside, and my hips jerked while a small gasp escaped me.

“Oh God, Noah. I need you.”

“You do?” He swirled his fingers inside me and I moaned, tightening my grip on the desk.

“Badly.”

“Fuck.” He abruptly pulled his fingers out and dropped to his knees, making my heart stutter in my chest.

Is he– My train of thought came to a fast and violent stop as he dipped down and kissed my p***y through my underwear. “Oh…”

He kept kissing me there till my underwear was soaked from his mouth and my desire before he slowly slid it off me, trailing kisses and licks over my skin. I shivered at the onslaught of sensations ripping through me as I watched him and the look in his eyes set me on f*****g fire before a slow, wicked grin spread across his face.

Then he licked me, from top to bottom, and I sucked in a breath as I collapsed backward, knocking things off the desk. Holy s**t! He pressed his tongue firmly against my c**t and swirled it around, making me jerk and cry out at the same time.

He placed his palm against my thigh and pinned me to the desk, holding me open for him as he swirled the tip of his tongue again, causing electric shocks to fire across my nerves.

“Yes!” I cried, letting the word bubble up out of my chest. I was aware of where we were and also aware that I should try to be quiet because some lecturers were probably still around but his tongue was magic. It painted wide strokes of bliss, and my hands reached for his hair as I jolted from each one.

He released a throaty moan and the sound vibrated through my core, coaxing a moan past my own lips just before he stabbed his tongue inside me. My back instantly arched and I gave a loud cry as I gripped his hair tighter.

“Noah!”

His tongue delved inside me, spearing in fast and deep as I writhed and gasped. He kept me pinned down as pleasure came over me wave after wave and he still kept licking and sucking. Each flick and flutter of his tongue made my legs shake harder and my heart pound faster. I had to drag air in and out of my lungs while I squirmed under the pleasure he gave.

I was close… so, so close.

“f**k… Noah…”

He then used his fingers to spread my folds and covered my swollen c**t with his mouth, sucking in pulses.

“Noah!” It was too much and I didn’t know whether to push him away or pull him closer as his stubble scraped against my sensitive flesh. “Oh God. Noah please, I can’t. I–”

The edges of my vision went blurry as the pleasure became consuming, sliding like a drug in my veins, taking over everything until I was crying out, reaching my release. I came violently, shuddering and crying out, writhing against his lips while he kept sucking on my c**t.

I was still panting and vibrating with aftershocks when he finally lifted his head from between my legs, but not before giving me one last slow lick, sending tremors throughout my body. He then kissed his way up my body, giving my n*****s a hard suck before capturing my lips in a kiss that left me breathless once more.

After a little while, he broke the kiss, and I was still completely dazed as he walked over to the door to lock it. I couldn’t even form a thought at the fact that the door had been unlocked all this while and anyone could have walked in while he was devouring me.

Noah walked back to me while making quick work of undoing his belt and zipper before shoving his jeans down, revealing the bulge straining against the material of his briefs. The outline of his c**k made my mouth run dry and when he tugged his brief down to free it, my entire body flushed with heat.

His erection was standing up proudly, the tip of its head glistening with precum, and I inhaled slowly when I felt its head caress my c**t, then nudge my opening, while he looped his arms under my thighs, holding me open for him.

His lips parted in a silent breath. “Bear with me, Dalia.”

He drove forward, slamming his hips into mine and knocking the air out of my lungs. Tears pricked my eyes from the burning sensation of him stretching me and I hissed at the tightness as pleasure ripped through Noah’s expression.

He sucked in a breath as he slid out of me slowly and then slammed back in, jolting me up the desk. That sent more objects, including the desk lamp, falling to the ground and the desk shifted beneath me.

“Ah!”

He yanked me back to him and my heart raced along as he began to f**k me in an insatiable tempo. Waves of pleasure rolled through my body and cries worked their way past my lips despite my best efforts. My n*****s were tight and hard and my c**t hummed, the pleasure quickly coiling tighter like a spring about to release.

I couldn’t believe this was happening. That I was on the desk in Noah’s office and getting f****d by him. It felt like a fever dream and if it really was, I didn’t want to wake up anytime soon.

“Noah… You’re so deep,” I groaned while holding onto him, digging my fingers into his flesh, and I felt his c**k strain inside me. His grip tightened, his force bruising, and I wanted to fall deep into his touch.

I wanted him to swallow me whole.

“You like it deep?”

“Yes.”

“You drive me crazy, Dalia,” he murmured and I could only respond with a moan, trying to keep up with each slap of his hips against mine as heat kept building in my center. I dangled right on the cusp for a second and an eternity, the moment suspending between wanting it to be over and begging for it to never end.

“Oh fuck.” Noah’s voice was all thick and husky as my muscles clenched around him.

“I’m close. I’m so close,” I managed to whisper between thrusts as I fought to hold on and that made him f**k me even harder and faster till I crashed over the edge.

Fireworks blasted up my spine and shimmered through my limbs and I cried out as I dug my nails into his arms, clawing at him. My heart jerked to a sudden halt and it was like every function in my body had to power down to weather the storm of my o****m which shook me to the very core and scared me with its intensity.

I needed air desperately and it felt like I couldn’t suck enough of it into my lungs while my body shook like a leaf.

“s**t, Dalia.” Noah threw both of my quivering legs over his shoulders and kept pounding into me over and over, pulling something more from me. It felt like he was branding himself inside of me, making sure I would never forget what it was like to have him there.

Another small shock went through me and then his thrusts fell out of rhythm, turning jerky and erratic, before he joined me in oblivion.

****

It was almost eleven PM when Noah pulled into the parking lot of my apartment building and though I didn't want to leave him yet, I really needed to bathe and sleep.

I unfastened my seatbelt as Noah killed the engine and when I looked up, he was staring at me with a boyish smile. “What?” I asked before remembering the jokes he’d made about the bakery’s name as we ate the cake in his office. The corner of my mouth tugged up. “Another cloud nine joke?”

"Ah, no. I'm out of those unfortunately," he said and I shook my head. “Thank you, Dalia… You made my day extremely better.”

“Because I took you to cloud nine?”

His smile widened and as I realized that wasn’t as witty as his jokes had been, I covered his mouth to prevent him from saying anything.

“No, no, wait. Because I–Because I brought cloud nine to… you?... Damn it.”

Chuckling, he took my hand covering his mouth in his and kissed it. “Because you were there,” he replied and my entire body warned from his statement before his hands went to either side of my face, gently cupping me as he gave me a short but sweet kiss. “Thank you.”

“Anytime, Noah.” I pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “Goodnight.”