Vengeful Heart: Fighting Heart Erotic Bad Boy Romance Series Book 3 by Nicole Hamilton Read Free Book Online Page B

and ensure the rest of your time here is supported all the way. The college must make amends.”
    “Thank you, Tom. But do you think that’s possible… or even realistic?”
    Tom smiled. “Yes, I do. Because I can help, and so can Mr Cantor.”
    There was a moment of quiet while we simply sat in each other’s presence. We were enjoying each other’s appreciative smile. We were in that moment of sweet calm. The eye of the storm.
    “I suppose there is some risk in my meeting you like this…”
    “Risk?” I said, playing dumb.
    “Yes… a male teacher is not supposed to intervene directly in female student welfare. We are supposed to report it. But they don’t know your situation like I do, Ashley. I knew you were suffering. I could see it.”
    “That’s okay, Tom. I’d rather it was you that helped me.”
    “I’ve broken the rules, of course.”
    “I won’t say a word.”
    His eyes lingered on me. He was thinking. He leaned forward in his chair.
    “How are you feeling since… um... since Cody got engaged?”
    I tried my best at indifference. I think it worked.
    “I don’t know. Why, is that another aspect of my welfare?”
    His eyes sparkled. “It… it could be.”
    “Right now, Tom, I’m very happy to be a free and independent woman. That’s all I want to be.”
    “That’s what I want you to be.”
    He was hesitating, but my body was calling him, and telling me to resist. I leaned forward too, and now my blouse spilled just the merest hint of cleavage.
    “Once this is over, I’d like to get to know you, Ashley,” he said.
    I was buzzing, literally buzzing with all the desire and emotion I’d been holding all day. I was like a firework about to go off.
    “I’d like to get to know you, Tom. Now.”
    He laughed. I opened my hand and laid it out in the air before me, my palm facing the ceiling. If he took it, I knew we would kiss. If he procrastinated, I would leave his office humiliated and have to find another way to do what I needed. He looked at my hand. Then gently, he laid his own hand upon it, our fingers meshing together. When the moment came, his hand pulled me towards him. I leapt up from my chair and shifted to sit on his lap. Immediately, my hip pressed against the hardness in his jeans.
    “Professor,” I purred, and circled my arms around his neck.
    “You are quite stunning, Miss Pearson.”
    “Oh, I like that. The way you call me, Miss Pearson.”
    “ Miss Pearson ,”
    “Yes, just like that…”
    I turned my body around so that my legs crossed over him, my thighs either side of his waist. The sexiest professor around was mine, at least right now. Beneath my panties my sex was calling, damply yearning for him, and literally demanding his attention. I shifted, pushing my body down on him, pressing myself towards him as our lips finally met. His were tender, mine were hungry and needful. When he felt my need, his arms wrapped around my back and his lips kissed me firmly. His arms coiled ever tighter and pulled me towards him. His tongue swirled into my mouth and I slid mine over his, teasing, and caressing him as I gentle sucked his lips. I felt his cock throb beneath me and my own aching need throb in response.
    “Ashley… Ashley…” he whispered, his breath driving me wild as his whisper touched the back of my neck and lips nuzzled my ear.
    “Oh,” I moaned, as his whisper made me shiver in expectation. I felt his cock hardening and throb further through his jeans, and now I could only think of his cock, and of pleasing him and feeling him inside my body, making me feel like a totally sexy and victorious woman. My hand found the buttons of his jeans beneath my skirt and his eyes opened as I pulled the buttons open one by one. I nodded at him slowly through my blonde hair, through half-closed eyes.
    His body tensed. Then the last button came free, and I literally felt his cock burst free of their denim prison.
    “Down boy,” I said, and shifted my hips back to reveal