C4 Pure Taboo 4

She comes toward me and tries to kiss me. I hold her wrists and try to do it gently as I push her away, tossing her body to the side of the bed. She falls back laughing. I finally stand up and step away from her.But I bet she has a pretty good idea of how she left me hard like this after she was on top of me. She definitely felt it. It’s not something I can hide, especially now that I’m standing. She looks down at my pants and smiles in a sensual way.

This girl is going to drive me crazy.I need to get her home. She sits up on the bed and then stands, but she’s unsteady on her feet. I’m afraid she might fall and hit her head or hurt herself. I approach the bed again and say:

"Come on, Holly, please sit down."

She moves further away from me and almost falls backward off the other side, saying:

"Oops!"

But she climbs back to the center of the bed, spinning around and saying:"You don’t like to have fun, Professor Lewis. You’re so boring!"I say:

"Please sit down. Don’t you want to go home?"

She stops and looks at me:

"I’m not going home! I already told you!"

I say:

"Fine. Then what do you want to do?"

She looks at me, biting back a smile. I just stand there watching her on my bed, staring at me. Then she places her hands on both sides of her body under her skirt and slowly slides her panties down her legs, tossing them in my direction. I catch the piece of clothing and watch as she smiles again.I take a deep breath.

She starts unbuttoning her white shirt one by one, doing a messy but still strangely sexy dance in my eyes. Even though she’s drunk and I’m the one fully conscious here. She takes a wrong step and nearly falls off the bed. I quickly climb onto it, grabbing her waist, and we both fall back onto the mattress in a tangle. I make her sit on the bed and stay on my knees looking at her.She has opened several buttons, giving me a clear view of her skin. I try not to focus on it too much and say:

"You should lie down."

She replies:

"Okay, I’ll lie down if you lie down here with me too."

I know I shouldn’t, but it’s better than her standing and risking a fall, so I say:

"Fine."

She smiles and lies down facing me, exposing even more of her skin. She closes her eyes. I try to look away, but it’s almost impossible when my blood is rushing down to one specific part of my body more than it has in a long time. I take another deep breath.I think I closed my eyes for too long trying to resist looking and ended up dozing off, because I wake up to her sitting on top of me again, grinding against me in a way that drives me almost insane.

When I open my eyes, I see her with half-closed eyes and parted lips, her hands on my chest and her shirt even more open, giving me this view. I say:

"Holly, please..."

But she doesn’t stop moving on top of me, letting out soft, sensual sounds. My breathing is heavy, my blood fully concentrated down below, making it hard to think straight. I know this shouldn’t be happening, no matter how much my body wants it. She grabs my hands and brings them to her exposed skin while continuing to move slowly on my lap, over my pants, driving me crazy with desire every second. I can tell she’s enjoying what she’s doing to me.

I no longer have the strength to resist, and she knows it very well. I feel the soft texture of her skin under my hands as I caress and explore every inch I can touch. Her head falls back slightly and her mouth opens even more. I know it’s the alcohol giving her courage, and I should make her stop right now and... She sighs heavily and moves against me as if she needs relief as badly as I do.I slide my hands down and look between us, where she’s moving so deliciously against me. I do something I’ve been trying to avoid since this started I lift her skirt and place my hands on her ass, helping her rock back and forth against me.

We stay like that for a while until one of my hands moves to the front, lifting her skirt again so I can see her completely exposed in front of me. It’s too much. Seeing her moving like that against my body… She leans down a little, looks me in the eyes, knowing how completely surrendered I am to her and to my own desires, and whispers:

"You have no idea how much I wanted you, watching you during class, Professor Lewis."

Then she sighs deeply and I feel her body tremble as she lets go while saying it. It’s too much for me too. I let myself go, releasing all the built-up tension in my body....She’s taking a shower at my request. I’m still disoriented with myself for letting this happen. I wanted it, and I know how wrong it was. I’m judging myself hard right now for what just happened. She appears in the living room after I took my own shower in the other bathroom while she used the one in our bedroom.That also reminds me of how committed I am and how I should never have let any of this happen. I say:

"I’ll take you to your friend’s house."

She just says okay. I think there’s less alcohol in her system now. She no longer has that bold energy from earlier, and that’s just one more thing to add to my guilt. I took advantage of a defenseless, inexperienced, drunk young girl. I’ve hit rock bottom, and I don’t deserve forgiveness from anyone. We’re in the car. We don’t talk much, even though I’ve rehearsed a huge apology in my head. I know I don’t deserve her forgiveness.