Chapter 9

Warning/ R-18

"This is your punishment for engaging with someone other than me, Laurene." He said deeply into my ear.

He sucked my breasts like a hungry lion and all I could do was moan. He lifted me up earlier and placed me on his table. I propped myself up with my two hands while my thighs were spread apart. He's playing with my nipples while he finger fuck my clits.

"A-ahh, Prof.."

His finger moved in and out faster while I stared at the ceiling, feeling the pleasurable sensation enveloping my body.

"Oh! Prof, please make it faster.."

He lifted his gaze to me and he just gave me a flirtatious smile. "Hmm? Does my baby want to cum again?"

"Ugh, y-yes.. I'm going to-- shit!"

He quickly pulled out his finger and spread me properly, and now his tongue was playing in between. I felt like I was going to lose my breath from the pleasure. He was so good with his tongue, I came faster.

He inserted his two fingers again while his tongue played. I just screamed because of the sudden gush of my juices and he didn't just let it flow, he sucked it until I was weak and trembling.

"E-enough please... I've come so many times. I don't want anymore..." I said weakly. He was the only one pleasuring me until eight o'clock in the evening. I was in his office for five hours and that's all he did. Tristan came back earlier to pick me up, but Prof Zaiden must have said something, so he left without saying goodbye to me. I felt guilty.

I looked at Prof when I heard the sound of his belt moving. He lowered his pants and brought out his manhood. He choked it and moved his hand up and down while looking at me.

"I'm not done with you. I'll wear you out until you can't walk."

Instead of being scared, joy enveloped my heart. But honestly, my femininity was really hurting, but when he started again, it disappeared.

"Tristan and I were just talking, Prof. He's my classmate." I responded, pouting. His gaze darkened at my words, but in my mind, I had won again.

I could only scream when he lifted me down and quickly turned me around. He grabbed my hair and slapped my buttocks. It hurt but it only added to the arousal.

"Well, you have another punishment, baby..." He sucked on my neck and licked it. I could also feel his manhood hitting my buttocks and even though I just came, my femininity got wet again.

"U-Ugh, what's the other punishment?" I asked, struggling. He teasingly put the head of his cock in my hole while his tongue is tasting my skin seductively.

"About Shannon."

Instead of being nervous, I grinned and reached for his manhood. He let go of my hair when I moved my hand. We looked at each other and he could only bite his lip at what I was doing.

"What about your fiance?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. He reached my boobs and squeezed it, he also played with my nipple while closing his eyes because I quickened the up and down movement of my hand.

"Uhm, Fuck! I'm going to come soon."

Because of what he said, I sped up until his semen splashed out and some were caught by my hand. I sniffed it while we just stared at each other.

"You're so flirtatious, Laurene." He said, grinning.

I turned around and placed my two arms on the table and bent over so he could see my wet femininity clearly. I even stretched it to show it more.

"I know. I'm only like this with you, or would you like me to let others taste this too?"

His jaw tightened and he quickly grabbed my waist. I rolled my eyes in pleasure when I felt half of his cock buried inside. He teasingly put it in and out while he tightly held my waist.

"Don't you dare make me mad, Laurene. You won't like what I'll do." He threatened, but I wasn't scared at all and even became eager for whatever it was.

"Put it please.. I want to.. I want to feel your length.. please wreck me!" I begged hoarsely while my two hands were holding the table for support.

"You're such a slut! You deserve to be fucked hard!" With that, he thrust hard until he quickened his pace. My body wasn't prepared for what was happening and all I could do was scream in pleasure.

"Ahh! Prof! Ah! Ah!"

He pulled my hair while he pounded me from behind. He thrust his huge cock inside me like a madman. Deeper and faster like there's no tomorrow until I feel my climax arising.

"Oh, fuck! Goodness! I'm cumming! Shit!"

Pull out, thrust in, pull out, thrust in until I reached the peak and my thighs trembled along with the flow of a lot of juices. He intensified his pounding because my femininity became tighter so in less than a minute, he came and it went straight into my womb.

Half of my body lay on top of the table afterwards due to exhaustion and weakness.

"We're not done yet, Laurene."

He touched my buttocks but I quickly pushed it away and stood up.

"I-I'm tired, Prof.. I wasn't prepared for what happened today." I said, frowning and facing him. We were done but his manhood was still standing at attention. His gaze also went down to his pet because I was pouting.

"I can do more rounds but maybe your punishment will do next time," He approached me and fixed my hair because it got messy from his pulling earlier. I looked like a madwoman.

"Why do I even have a punishment? I didn't do anything to your fiance?" I asked innocently even though I knew what he meant.

"Nothing? Are you sure?" He asked sweetly, but there was doubt in his tone.

I avoided his gaze and continued to pout. "T-there is, but she doesn't believe it."

"Of course she won't because that's not her fiancé, baby."

I looked up. "What do you mean?"

I just stared at his gray eyes, which were still coldly staring back at me, but with a mix of emotions I couldn't understand.

He shrugged. "Uh, well. Maybe she thought it was photoshop... technology nowadays is advanced."

"I can do that many times, Professor... I will ruin you until you two break up. Aren't you worried about what I'll do next? You can't marry her... I don't want you to..." I said seriously.

His emotion was blank so I couldn't tell if he was angry or had some other emotion I couldn't discern.

"Hmm," he just grinned. "No matter what you do, the wedding will still proceed, Laurene, no matter how many times you try to ruin it... the wedding will still happen."

My heart ached at his words and tears welled up in my eyes quickly. "Can't you love me yet? Do you just see me as your fuck buddy? Am I just your outlet until your wedding comes? Is your love for her still not gone?" My voice gradually weakened. "Is there still no hope for someone like me?" I stammered.

"I told you, it doesn't matter what you do. The wedding will proceed," he said nonchalantly, his gaze still fixed on me. I could sense a mixture of emotions in his eyes, but he maintained his composure.

"Why? Why won't you give us a chance? Is it because I'm not good enough? Is it because you never saw me that way?" My voice trembled.

He sighed, seemingly annoyed. "Laurene, don't make this more complicated than it already is. You knew what you were getting into."

I couldn't hold back my emotions any longer. "I love you, damn it! Why won't you even acknowledge that? Is my love not worth anything to you?"

His jaw tightened, and he glanced at me with a hint of jealousy, though he quickly masked it. "Don't tell me that word, Laurene because that's not even mine!"

I fell silent because of his sudden shout. Anger was visible in his eyes and he ran his fingers through his hair in annoyance. "Go home now... stay away from me for a few days."

I looked at him confused, but he just avoided my gaze and picked up our scattered clothes. I just watched him.

"Why don't you want me to get close to you?"

He was now putting on his clothes before he answered me. "Because Shannon will be here for days. Don't ruin it."

I looked away when he looked at me and I knew he was waiting for my reaction. "I can't promise..." I whispered.

"Laurene!" He yelled in anger.

My tears fell and I faced him. "I can't bear to see you with her! I'll just die of jealousy! Why don't you understand that? Why do you disregard my feelings?!"

"I don't owe you any explanations, Laurene," he retorted coldly, his eyes narrowing with resentment. "Just go and let me be."

His words struck me like a dagger, but I refused to back down. "I deserve to know why you're pushing me away. Is it because you don't want me or because you can't have me?"

He scoffed, a bitter smile playing on his lips. "You're so naive if you think this is about what I want. This was never about us, Laurene. Stop your delusions."

My tears fell one after another and I couldn't bear the emotion that enveloped my chest. "Z-zaiden.. why are you like this?"

He quickly reached where I was and angrily grabbed my arm. "Damn it! Don't mention that name in front of me! It just makes my blood boil!"

I winced in pain from his grip. "P-prof, it hurts."

He paused and quickly loosened his hold. "Fuck! Shit! I'm sorry baby... I'm sorry.." He suddenly hugged me and I could hear his heart beating fast. He was panicking for some reason I didn't know.

"Just say my second name, baby... call me Aero... it's better if you call me that."

I furrowed my brows. "A-aero? But isn't your second name Cairo?"

He sighed and touched my cheek. "Yes, but I prefer you calling me that. I like that name because it suits me. Do you understand?"

I nodded slowly. "Can I call you that anytime? Just the two of us?" He couldn't look at me, which only added to my doubts. "Prof?"

He smiled at me, but the coldness in his eyes didn't fade. "No problem, but just promise me this time that you won't approach me, okay?"

I just nodded, even though it was against my will. "It's just a few days, right? You'll approach me, won't you?"

"Yes, I will."

After our conversation, he ignored me for two days. It was as if we had returned to how we were before. I put my eyeglasses back on because I couldn't stand wearing lenses anymore.

I just stared at him as he demonstrated in front. He was wearing white and gray long sleeves and still had his eyeglasses on. He seemed to act normally, and I haven't seen his fiancé visit the University.

I wanted to do what I used to do. I wanted to just observe him and take a quick peek, but I couldn't do it. I didn't want him to say hurtful words to me again when he found out that I was following him.

"Let's imagine this patient has just undergone surgery. As nurses, your role is not just about administering medication; it's about providing holistic care," he explained as he paced back and forth in front of us.

Professor Zaiden began explaining different aspects of post-surgical care, emphasizing the importance of monitoring vital signs, assessing pain levels, and maintaining open communication with the patient.

"Now, who can tell me the key indicators we need to monitor in a post-operative patient?" he prompted. He stopped a few meters from me but didn't even glance at me, just moving around in front of us.

One of my classmates timidly raised her hand, and he nodded in acknowledgment. "Yes, go ahead."

"The vital signs, Professor. We need to monitor the patient's heart rate, respiratory rate, blood pressure, and temperature," she responded.

"Excellent," he praised, "those vital signs give us crucial insights into the patient's condition. Now, let's discuss effective communication."