The professor's hand found her face again, rubbing her lips while his eyes fixed to see whatever changes her face showed.
"Professor…" she whispered as soon as he parted from her to let her breathe. Her face was flushed and her eyes were dilated, her mouth parted as she tried to gather her breath.
His eyes sharpened at her expression, leaning down again to recapture her lips. This time, he lifted her up to the table and positioned himself between her legs.
Khalifa felt dizzy and hot. Her eyes shut as she succumbed to the new sensations, trying to keep down moans as he began to touch her.
At first, he was caressing the curve of her back, but his hands soon crawled to the side, touching the lower curve of her breast…
It was like every patch of skin he touched was burning, but somehow she liked it.
