Dirty Secret With My Professor

Time with Arden

Lana's POV

Professor Moses takes my hand in his as he leads the way inside of the little restaurant. There aren't a lot of people. I guess it's because it is late. We sit down at a table in the corner where we are not easily seen. I rest my hands in my lap as I bite my lower lip. Professor Moses takes a menu that was on the table and he reads through it.

"This place doesn't suit you," I said, and he looked at me over the menu.

"Sometimes I prefer this place. It's where I feel the most comfortable and where I won't run into someone else that I know. This is for our safety too," he replied.

"Okay, makes sense."

"You're not happy with this place?" he asked as he placed the menu on the table.

I shrugged. "I've seen much better," I said.

He smiled, "Better to be safe than sorry," he replied.

"My family always goes to a fancy restaurant, so I'm used to that."

"Do you always get panic attacks?" his expression became serious.

"Most of the time," I replied as I looked down at the menu that was on the table.

"May I ask why? Has something happened to cause it?" he asked with concern.

I looked up into his eyes. "Yes. In a club..." I looked at anything but him.

"Did someone force you to do anything?"

I could feel that my throat was starting to close up. "Can we please just talk about something else?" I asked as I looked into his eyes. His brows were furrowed, his jaw clenching as if he was ready to kill anyone.

"Are you ready to order?" A waiter asked with a tiny notebook and pen in hand, ready to write.

"Um.." Professor Moses looked at me. "Would you like anything?" he asked me.

"No, just water please." I said to the waiter. He jots it down.

"I will have coffee." he said as he gave the menu to the waiter.

"Will that be all?"

"Yes, thank you." Professor Moses smiled politely and the waiter walked away. "Have you studied for tomorrow's test?"

I took in a deep breath. "No." I said with embarrassment. He smiled.

"So you want to fail business studies and then have s^x?" he asked.

"I hate business studies."

"Why are you even studying it?" he asked, smirking at me.

"My father wants me to study it, he has always wanted me to go into business since I was young. He wants to retire soon, so regardless of how much I try to tell him that I don't want to study it or take over his company, he doesn't listen. According to him, he had made up his mind from before I was born. He can be a..." I tried to think of the word.

"An ass," he said.

I chuckled. "Yes, an ass."

"He is putting you in a very tough spot. If you don't enjoy business or have any interest in it, then you will fail. I am happy to help you-"

"With s^x." I cut him off.

He smiled. "Yes, with s^x, but I want to help you more than just s^x. I want to teach you a way that can perhaps help you to pass it. It's not that I want to stop with the deal, but in the future, it would help you to be a great business woman. In the world of business, or from what I have seen so far...Since I have been in this for a long time, I have helped my father run his business while he had surgery and I worked for him too. What would get you more great deals or things to succeed with other businesses or favors? Some women dress more revealing, they use their appearance, which is beauty, and they use s^x to get whatever it is that they want." he locked his eyes on mine.

"So I have to have s^x with men." I state.

"If you want to, then it's up to you, but you don't have to. You are beautiful and attractive just the way you are. The first time that I laid eyes on you in the coffee shop, I was attracted. That is the effect that you have".

"Thanks to my parents." I let out a breath. The waiter placed my water and Professor Moses' coffee down on the table.

"Can I get you anything else?"

"No, thank you." Professor Moses said, and the waiter walked away. I took a sip of my water. "Are you a virgin?" I choked on my water as I placed the glass gently on the table, coughing.

"What?" I asked with embarrassment.

"You heard me." he smirked at me.

"Yes," I replied.

"Are you on any birth control?" he asked.

"Wow, so fast." I said with sarcasm.

"Please, answer the question."

"No, I'm not on any birth control," I replied.

"I would suggest that you get on birth control tomorrow after class. We won't start until you are on it." he said, his intense gaze made me feel turned on. I swallowed.

"Why not just use condoms?" I asked.

"I want to be bare with you."

"So you did this with someone else before? You stated in your email that you had never done this with any other female students." I said.

"I never had s^x with any female student, you are the only one. I am a grown man and I have been in business. I f^cked with condoms on." his expression changed as he looked down at his coffee. "I want to be bare with you." he took a sip of his coffee, looking at me.

"My father will know where the money goes to." I said.

"I will give you money for it." he replied as he placed his coffee on the table. "Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked.

"Why so many questions? Can I ask you any?"

"I told you that I wanted to get to know you. I only get to ask you questions this evening," he replied.

"Why? I want to get to know you too," I said.

"Well, not tonight." he said.

"What if I had a boyfriend, would you still make this deal with me?" I asked.

"Yes, I would," he said and I shook my head, smiling. "So do you have one?"

"No," I replied.

"That is even better." he smiled at me.

"Where would you have s^x with me?" I asked.

"We could always have it in my classroom as a quickie, but I want to take my time with you. You are a virgin and I don't f^ck virgins." he made eye contact with me that makes me throb with want and need.

"What do you do with virgins?"

"I take care of them, cherish them, make love to them. Slow and gentle, I worship their bodies before even breaking their virginity in order to get them to relax, and become wet. The first time will hurt but it gets better the more we have s^x." he said. This just makes me wet with want.

"I think I should be getting home, Professor." I said.

"Arden...my name is Arden. In public, I prefer it if you use my name. In class, use professor," he said as he took cash out of his wallet and he placed it on the table.

"Got it." I said. We both stand up and we leave.

Arden opened the passenger side door for me and I got inside. He walked around the front of the car and got inside, starting the engine. I remained quiet most of the time on our drive to my place.

"My friend, Cynthia, lives across the street from me. How safe do you think it is for you to be at my place or drop me off?" I asked because I was worried about Cynthia finding out.

"We will work something out. I will let you know once you are on birth control. I want you to inform me about that too, because trust me when I say, I am trying my best to wait." he said with hunger as he focused on the road ahead.

His phone rang and the caller's name that pops up on the screen was Miranda. He let it ring. "Aren't you going to answer that?" I asked him.

"No," he said, not looking at me.

"That could be an emergency this time of the night."

He scoffed, "So my sister who just wants me to do favors for her is an emergency."

"Maybe something happened." I stated as Miranda called again.

"I doubt that. She always tries to get her way and get what she wants. She is a bit of a disappointment to the family. Anyway, that is enough to know," he said.

"I would like to know more," I replied. "I live just in that gray apartment."

"This isn't the time to get to know me and this isn't a serious relationship to know more about me." he said, and I felt that deep down inside of my heart like a sting. Well, what did I expect? It's a s^xual relationship.

We came to a stop in front of my apartment. "Cynthia isn't here yet." I stated because my car isn't here.

"We won't be starting until you are on birth control," he said.

"I know, thank you for the evening and for driving me home. Thank you for helping me to breathe." I said as I looked at him. The street light shined on his face, so I could see the hunger in his eyes.

He reached over to me and he cupped the back of my head as he leaned over to me and he pressed his lips against mine. Closing my eyes, he deepens the kiss. When I part my lips for air, his tongue enters my mouth, kissing me passionately until he pulls inches away as we both catch our breaths.

"I love kissing you. I want to do it more." he said.

"Me too." I replied softly.

His hands move to cup the side of my face and his thumb moves over my bottom lip. "I will not kiss you right now, if I do, then I would want to take you right here, right now and we can't have unprotected s^x and I want to take my time with you." he said, his voice low.

"You're right. See you tomorrow." I said, and it took everything within me to pull away.

I opened the door of his car and I got out, just as Cynthia pulled into my driveway. After I closed the door, Arden drove away. I know that Cynthia will be asking me millions of questions about who I was with and who the lucky guy is. I rolled my eyes. I still feel hot and flushed. This will be interesting.