(Warning: This Chapter contains explicit interactions which may not be suitable for some readers most importantly young readers)
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Li Na has been in a daze after Li Jun left her office. She woke up the next morning feeling as if what happened yesterday in her office was all a dream. This morning, she has not been her best self, teaching the students with her head in the clouds. She felt that she needed to remind the dean to sign her leave soon. She still felt shocked at what they did in her office yesterday. Li Na closed her eyes and once again, the picture of what they did has been invading her mind now and then. Feeling out of breath and remembering his promise to visit her after their secret tryst, she decided to take an early break, she gathered her things and went back home.
She soaks herself in a long relaxing bubble bath to calm her nerves. It's just what she needs, she thought.
She tried to speed up the last ten hours in anticipation of this very moment. So, why now does she have the sudden impulse to run from here? The intensity is almost too much to handle. All signs point to trouble. Yesterday she was sure she needed this. Shit! Her hormones and emotions were in control, making decisions for her. But she hasn't been with a man in a long time. She's convinced herself she would never be with another man after the ordeal she went through. But loneliness is not a good thing and she is getting accustomed to being lonely until she met Li Jun.
Shaking herself out of the depressing thoughts, she took time drying her hair until it falls down her back in dark waves and dress in her silky pajamas that hit just below her butt. Humming to herself, she felt a little bit relaxed as she went to the wooden shelf to pick a random book.
Hitting her butt on the loveseat, she was invaded by her insecure thoughts as she anticipated Li Jun's visit.
No matter how carefree and relaxed she appears, she was feeling nervous. Plain out scared shitless. Taking deep breaths to keep calm her nerves, she can't help wondering what people will think of her if they ever find out. Horrible scenarios come to mind. He's her student. And she's older than him.
Her mother. If her mother finds out about Li Jun she will freak out no matter how rich and well establish he is. If the University finds out, she'll lose my job again, her license. Suddenly, she's beginning to realize that she hasn't thought this through. She was crazy to think she could handle this. She has to call him. She is calling it off. Now.
She stumbles through the family room, almost knocking down her bookshelf as she looked for her phone.
Where's my phone, damn it?
As if the world was teasing her, the doorbell rings. No, Crap! Once she is face to face with him there'll be no turning back. She will fall deeper under his enchantment that's already working its bewitching spell on her.
She took another long, deep breath that does nothing for her nerves as she approaches the door. She was so nervous that she realized her silky pajamas she felt like turning back and changing into something more conservative.
As the door swings open, Li Jun's sturdy back greets her. As he noticed the door was open, he casually rotates to face her. Well, It's felt like a scene in a K-drama or those romantic comedy movies.
But there's nothing movie-like about the way his eyes slid across her body as his eyes meet hers and gave her an appreciative smile. Her knees are about to buckle from the dreamy, hypnotic way he gazes at her. What is it she's supposed to say? Ha! yeah, "Hello." It comes out in a barely audible squeak.
"Hello, Professor." He pauses and takes a step back to shake his head of some sprinkle of rain that was on his head while holding her hand. Gosh, the touch of his hand again, sending welcome shivers through her oversensitive body. His gaze shifted down and he left his mouth hanging open. No words came. The appreciation in his gaze as they traveled down her bare legs and back up stirred every organ in her body. And then he checks her out again from head to toe and the look on his face tells her he really likes what he was seeing. "You are beautiful, as always." he breathed.
"You don't look too bad yourself." She ushered him in, for the first time aware of her bookish surroundings. "Come in, Li Jun. No need to give the neighbors any impure imagery."
They both laugh nervously as he enters her apartment and follows her to the kitchen. He looks as fine as ever in his blue T-shirt, Li Na noticed that he likes his T-shirt in either white or blue color. His jeans are fitted just enough, showing off a youthful sense of style and emphasizing his .... hmm… amazing view of his arse.
"I'm not going anywhere." He doesn't hesitate a beat. "I feel like I've been waiting forever for a chance like this." The sweet statement sends a wave of relief over me. He somehow has the power to calm my nerves, to make my trepidation vanish.
Following her into the house he grabbed her arm and swung her back around, pulling her to him. I crashed against his chest, the rain on his clothes like ice against my arms and legs, and my breath caught. "I...Li Na, I miss you. You have been on my mind since yesterday." he moved towards her, his gaze froze on her arms, where the skin had started to tingle into goosebumps.
He continued. "And I don't want you to have a second thought about what we shared. I'd be willing to bet I'm the first man you can't say no because it's the same way for me." He bent his head down to her own head, their noses brushing. "You're strong and proud, resilient and capable. I can see that." His voice was thick like he was feeling more than he was saying. "I value those qualities in a person, especially you, Li Na. You don't give anyone an inch, and it's like looking into a mirror because it's the same independence I value."
He looked at her like a dare and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling her closer and whispering, "And when I touch you, I can't explain what I feel, but I know you're feeling me, too." Li Na closed my eyes, inhaling his sweet scent of cologne even the cold rain on his clothes couldn't cool her overheated body down now. She let her head fall to the side against his chest as she spoke, closing her eyes.
She has managed to spring out all the crazy thoughts she has been feeling into a few words in a matter of minutes. "I just . . . this is really weird, that's all." She stares down at her feet, as she placed her head on Li Jun's chest. She felt the weight of his stare and look back up to meet his eyes. "I'm nervous, Li Jun. I have been thinking about what people will say or if this relationship will not work."
His finger grazes my chin, tilting my head up so my eyes are focused on his. "I wish you'd stop doing that."
"Doing what?"
"Looking down. Doubting yourself. Especially in front of me." He pulls her closer, and he held her pinned against the wall, at his mercy, wrapping a strong arm around her waist. His other hand interlaces gently with strands of hair at the nape of her neck.
Her heart rate accelerates from slow profound thumping to uncontrollable pounding. His lips are an inch from her own. She licks her lips in anticipation, remembering the shared kiss from yesterday.
Fear and hesitation burn through her veins in a quick, fiery flash, but when his lips brush mine—so slightly, so softly—the past is long forgotten. And she remembers her therapist saying that she deserves the best in life she shouldn't allow anyone to jeopardize her chance at happiness. She is allowed to do this for herself. She won't feel guilty about it. She is focusing on the present and presently, she is experiencing one hell of an emotional tornado.
His fingers caught her beneath the chin, tilting her head back so she met his gaze again. "I need this to be what you want, understand?"
She gave a jerky nod. She liked that rule. She wanted to keep it.
"Good." He stepped close, curling his arm around her waist, pulling her hard against his body. Running one hand down her front, a long caress that traced the curve of her breast before dropping to her hip, her stomach, he kept his gaze on hers the whole time. "Have you fantasized about me, Professor? In your office? Alone in your bed?"
His touch made her ache, made her shiver. She couldn't move and the soft fabric around her wrists gave her the most delicious feeling of helplessness. Oh shit, this feeling. "No," she lied because she was a little bit embarrassed that he knows what she might have been doing in her spare time.
He smirked at her. "No?" His hand settled on her butt, squeezing hard. She gasped, arching away from him, and he took the opportunity to shift his leg so one muscular thigh pressed between her legs. "I think you're a liar, Professor. I think you've fantasized about me quite a bit. Tell me now, otherwise, you don't get to come."
Shit, he was right about being a fast learner. Already she was wet, responding to the command in his voice like she'd been doing so all her life. "Okay, so yes," she said breathlessly, "I have."
He squeezed her butt again, fingers digging into her flesh, not too hard, but enough to give her a slight edge of pain. Somewhere a memory lurked, threatening to drag her down, but she pushed it away, concentrating on what was happening now. And perhaps he could sense it because he shifted his thigh again, pressing tantalizingly against her clit, sending little shock waves through her. "Tell me," he murmured, bending his head. "Tell me your dirty fantasies, Professor. Right now or you can't have my C***k. And I know how badly you want it."
She took a shuddering breath, responding to the command in his tone. "I…I fantasized once about being intimate with you. In my office."
"Intimate? How refined. Tell it like it is, Li Na. You want to have sex with me."
The way his thigh was pressing against her let her know exactly what those words would do to him too. He was already hard. And when she looked into his face, she could see the hunger in his eyes. He liked it too. This was important because as much as she liked this, she wanted him to get off on it as well. To let him know that this was more than sharing of body heat but of intimate connection.