Tangled Desire: My Daddy, My Professor

Chapter 6

Tessa

I knew it was a mistake going to his office. I had been in a battle with my heart and body from pushing me into giving in. I couldn't sleep properly last night, thinking about the teases and strokes his fingers did to my p***y. I was so turned on that I had to bring myself to orgasm using the image of him. And in class when his eyes kept on burning holes in my head, even with the amount of his gazes that I avoided. All to no avail. So, I came up with that lie to the students. Asking everyone to submit the assignment he gave in class. I felt a bit of guilt for doing what I wasn't asked. Because some students haven't done the assignment.

However, I didn't know why I couldn't bring myself not to go to his office, I knew I had to get a release so the thought would leave my mind. "What are you still waiting for? Lock that door and come here." His commanding tone snapped me out of my trance. Facing the door, I slowly reached for the keys and locked the door from the inside.

With my heart thumping loudly inside, I gulped down before slowly making my way to his desk. I set the assignment sheets on one side. "Come." He ushered again.

It's not too late to leave, Tessa. A voice in my head rang. But my legs and body betrayed me. I kept moving. I stood In front of him, feeling nervous and wet at the same time.

His eyes raked my body lustfully. "Are you turned on?" His unexpected question came through. I didn't say anything because I couldn't find the words.

Leave Tessa. What you're about to do is forbidden. He's your new Dad. The voice in my head rang again. I wanted to turn around but it was as if something was holding me back. As if he was chaining me down. "Daddy's big member is hard." He muffled out. I gulped down saliva when I caught sight of his big bulge through the fabric.

What would it feel like to have my hand wrapped around it and suck? Or much more, have it deep inside my p***y while he f***s the life out of me. Those are the dirty thoughts that invaded my mind right at that moment. Mr. Carter sat up to his feet and caged me in between the desk and his body, making my situation worse.

He stroked his thumb over my cheeks and whispered. "Do you want to taste Daddy?"

"I—"

I attempted to say but the words disappeared when the hand dropped down to my chest. My chest rises and falls at how he was undressing me. Both with his eyes and his hand. The same fingers that tortured me yesterday.

By the time, his hand reached the zipper of my jeans, I knew right then that I wouldn't be able to leave. But amidst that, I managed to speak up. "Sir...We can't do this, here." I managed to let the words out trying my best not to moan at the way his touch was igniting fire out of my body.

"It's Daddy for you, Tessa." He whispered to my ears as he pinned me more to the desk of his office. "Daddy will give you an exotic pleasure." His finger was already inside my jeans, his words making me wetter than I was already. I barely had the time to process his words when I felt his finger pulse into my wet front fiercely.

A low gasp escaped me, and I gripped the desk with one hand while holding his arm with the other. He pulses his finger more inside, his eyes filled up with nothing but lust. "You're f*****g tight, Tessa." He whispered. "And wet at the same time."

My whole body was on fire. I felt like I was going to lose my s**t from what he was doing to my body. He grabbed me off my feet and dropped me on his desk, making the things on his desk go down to the floor, which made me nervous. What if someone hears and gets suspicious? "No one will hear, the walls are soundproof." My mouth hung open and I couldn't resist asking. "Why?"

"For things like this." He mused. Damn. Is he really or just saying it?

His hand left my p***y and was replaced on my chest, he held the hem of my shirt, proceeding to pull it off but I stopped him. "Wait."

"We can't do this." As much as I wanted him so badly, I couldn't turn a blind eye to the fact that the man was forbidden for me. As much as I was to him. "You are married to my mom."

"And so?" My eyes widened as fear coursed through me. Does he have an idea of what he was saying? "I don't mind. It's not like your mom will find out. It will stay between us." He knew it was forbidden yet he doesn't mind.

"I might be your new Daddy, but as far as you don't accept me as one, we're good to go. I don't accept you as my daughter too." I was shocked and frightened at the words of the man. However, right then, my body decided to betray me. When he pulled my top over my head, I didn't stop him. I wanted him to keep going.

You haven't accepted him as your new Dad, so it's fine. I tried to assure myself.

"These round breasts can make a man go crazy." He raked his eyes over my breast cladded in my brown bra. I moved my hips adjusting my sitting position. He stared into my ears, lust swirling in them. He leaned over and began planting kisses over my neck, down to my cleavage. I arched my back as more fire summoned its way out of my body. He buried his head in between my breasts sniffing, before he fished them out of the bra. I could hear his chuckle vibrate through my chest.

"They're erect waiting for me to torture them." He squeezed and molded them in her palms. To steady myself, I gripped his arms tightly. "Sir—"

"Daddy!" He exclaimed out.

He captured one of the breasts in his mouth and began torturing it as he initiated by sulking and biting. I arched my back and grind my hips giving him more access. I don't know how my hand dropped down but I found them holding something big. A gasp left my lips at how huge they felt on my hand.

He pulled away and raised a brow. "Why? You can't handle it?"

"No. I mean, I didn't intend to grab it." I tried to explain. A smile occupied his face. "You will hold it eventually. And..." he trailed off leaning over to my ears. "Suck the life out of it also." My heart raced inside. I imagined myself on my knees taking his huge length into my mouth.

"Get down to your knees." He suddenly ordered. My eyes widened in shock. "I've changed my mind. You will pleasure me instead."

My eyes glanced at his turned-on c**k in his pant. I won't mind tasting his juice. I got off the desk and got on my knees. He discarded his belt in one go. I swallowed down my saliva anticipating to see the big member that I had been imagining for a while now. Since the time I started fantasizing about him. He pulled down his pants down his knee, leaving him in his boxers.

As he held the hem of his boxer's waistband, my heart raced inside. He pulled it down too in one go. And for the life of me, my legs felt weak even in the kneeling position. The sight of his huge and thick c**k greeted me. A smirk played on his lips as he saw the way shock gripped me. "You can't handle Daddy's c**k?" He mused.

I shook my head in yes. I can't handle it. Because there was no way that big thing would fit into my mouth. He stroked his hand over it. "You will get used to it."

And the big thing was shoved into my mouth, I almost gagged at the unexpected entrance. He gripped my hair in his grasp and ordered. "Suck it clean."

My body went numb for the first few seconds trying to adjust to the size in my mouth. However, as he pull it slightly and pushed again, I began sucking. It started at a slow pace but soon I increased my pace as I felt my body arouse with a strong need. I was finally getting what I dreamed of.

"f**k!" he emitted digging his fingers into my scalp. But I didn't feel the pain instead pleasure was the only thing coursing through my body. "Faster Tessa!"

"Give Daddy the best blow job!" He moaned out, moving his hips more so I could take in the whole of him. The nervousness I once felt was replaced by pure pleasure. "I want to c*m all over your face so go faster." He ordered. I nodded my head. I can't believe I was f*****g my new Dad s***h professor right in his office. It was forbidden yet it felt good to do it with him.