Claimed By My Professor,Loved By His Son

Maya's Pov "Maya, I don't have the time nor the energy to deal with you again. where are your papers?" Mom asked with her face pulled into an annoyed frown. I stare at her as my heartbeat accelerate at her face and how I just know if that paper got into her palms, that I was done for. "Mom.... Can't we wait till you get bac-" "I know what you're doing young lady and I assure you it would not help. Papers, Now!" She barked and I felt fear fill me up as thoughts filled my head. "But I-" "You listen, I know what you're doing but I can tell you that it won't work at all, I have to see it so get me the goddamn papers now!" The playfulness left her eyes and I turned around and began my walk to my room. "Stop being slow, I have to get to work and you are wasting my time" She yelled from the kitchen and I raced up the stairs with quickness. I stay back in my room for like a few minutes, thinking of using the window but knew my punishments would be ten times doubled if I even dared to try it so I dragged my self downstairs and walked slowly towards the kitchen where she was typing on her phone and smiling like someone who just won a lottery. She glanced up from her now seated position and gave me a stare. "Mom..you don't have to che-" "You done? papers now!" She adjusted her glasses as she stared at me with an eager look, and I knew then that I was fucked. Okay, now I knew that I had landed in a terrifying situation. I can't even imagine what she would do when she saw the grades. I had tried all my possible best to ace this papers but you cannot force someone to know something because you want them to. But she doesn't listen at all. All she cares about is me acing the test in psychology and becoming the best so I can get into the best university in town. But I was stuck in this cycle of never-ending failure in tests and exams, barely getting above average. And every single time I get into this mess, she hits me with different levels of punishment that make me want to bawl. At this point, I wish I had the ability to manipulate things and make her see something else but I didn't and as I raise up the papers to pass it to her, fear rose in me. She gave me a short glare right before she snatched up the papers from my hands. I'm not meant to be studying psychology or burying my head in papers trying to understand nonsense facts about the human mind. I should be studying music, which is my favorite part and the very thing I love about my life. It's simple and makes my mind run smoothly. It keeps me calm, make me feel excessive joy about everything, it is just so overwhelming and sweet. It's never failed me. But as always, she never cares about my happiness. All she wants is for me to attain the level he never got to, which she claims is his great wish for me. This was worse. At least I could say that I was a little close to average in my previous result, which was, a ‘D’. But this time it's a freaking total flat F. Then, she opens it and I observe as her face turned void of every expression. It was blank. Nothing like sadness, anger, happiness, or even surprise—completely nothing. But anger soon clouded her face and she slowly glanced at me, and I quickly noticed her rage filled gaze. "Maya Sanders, what the hell is the meaning of this?" she shrieked at me and I bit my lower lip as I felt a shudder rush through my whole body. "Tell me that you actually switched this with someone else's result for this is totally unacceptable and is just not possible. I'm so going to..." She stops midway into her sentence and closes her eyes, exhaling deeply and trying to calm herself down but I knew her being calm was worse but she reopens them to stare at me. "These are not your grades, right?" She asked expectantly and I avoid her gaze, staring at the ground, intertwining my fingers together tightly. "Mom, give me a chance to explain-" She instantly raises her hand, cutting me off and I knew that she was angry at me. She's probably ready to grant me the masterpiece of all the punishments she has been preparing for me. "You know what, Am done. I have done all I can to try and make you understand your career path. I have granted every single wish of yours but this right here" She throws the papars at me and I made no move to catch them as they all flailed to the ground like flightless birds. "This is not acceptable at all and all you have in mind is that stupid hobby of yours that help you in life " She screamed and I stepped back with fear. "It's not a stupid hobby!" I retort, but she glares sharply and that made me close my mouth instantly. "Don't start with that nonsense or I swear, I will make your punishments much worser than it need be" I knew she wasn't kidding. She then stared into the distance. "I have tried but I've had enough and since you can't be a straight A student, then you don't need to" she paused. "From today, you will stop attending school and all your lessons will be taken here, at home" She completed and I felt my eyes bulge at her decison, this was worse. Far worse than her other punishment. "You can't be serious" I voiced out. "Yes, I am serious about it, He will be here soon. You should get prepared." She glances at her watch. I stare at her with wide eyes, disbelief crossing not just my voice but my face. "Mom..." "I don't want to hear it, this is my final verdic-" she was cut off when a loud knock on the door catches our attention, interrupting the argument that was happening. I look at her, and she turns to me with a smile. "Right on time. Get the door, you don't plan to leave him there" she gave me a glare, and I grumbled with fury boiling down through my body. Why would she do this? She made the entire freaking decision herself. I head over towards the door, swinging it open angrily but stopped in my tracks when I saw whom was there. I was numb as I look at him with wide eyes. He stares, before casting me a sexy-as-fuck smile. Holy shit. "Well, well, we meet again, Maya."

Maya's pov His voice, sounding so silky and hot, makes me weak in the knees as I keep up my stare with wide eyes. "Why the stare, haven't seen me before? Invite and welcome me in” "Yeah, I don't understand your hesitation. Welcome him in. Don't keep him out there" Mom jolts me out of my reverie and I slowly step out of the way, looking at him as he winks at me. I swear my heart did backflips. Calm down, Maya. Deep breaths. Don't worry, it's going to be easy. But then I need to ask myself just one freaking question. What in the name of the fucking heavens is going on?Why is he here? And why the hell is he my tutor? Why not somebody else? I slowly close the door, gazing at him with wide eyes while he shakes my mom's hand with a smile. "It's good to be in your home, Mrs. Sanders. I heard about your application, and I took it up, hoping to help your daughter” Mom smiles at him, gripping his hand tightly, visibly excited about his presence. "Oh, of course. That is the reason why I hand-picked you for the job. I made a lot of inquiries and the reports I got were outstanding. Thank you” He smiles at her again. "My pleasure. I took notice of how much she needed help after I said the application and took it upon me to help” Mom kept up her excitement and it fills me with disgust.Why is she so excited about? I just feel so confused, and I feel like my brain wasn't working and was finding it hard to think. I remain rooted at the door, gazing at the hot, muscular figure standing in our living room. Mom then diverts her focus to look at me. "Okay, I guess you can go straight to the point. Anything you need, you can just call me. Pass my your phone?" Professor Logan smiles and dips his hand into his pocket, taking out his phone. "Yeah, Of course. I will always be up and ready to attend to anything that you need, and it's helpful to be in contact" Mom nodded as she takes the phone and quickly types down her number into it and he turns his head to look at me with a devious smile and a wink, and I felt my brain do a quick spin around 360. I swallow nervously and place my hand against my chest, heart rate increasing as I bite down against my bottom lip, gazing at him with confusion. I mean, it goes into overdrive and loses control whenever I see him or come in contact with him, he smiles at me, he is teaching in class, he smirks at me, he gives me those seductive, charming eyes of his. But him here as my tutor has my brain wanting to explode. This is unbelievable and just so fucking outrageous and I can't accept this. I quickly walk up towards them and the moment mom returned his phone, I gripped her arm tightly. "It's a pleasure seeing you, Professor Logan.But I'd like to say a few words to my mother” He nodded. "Yeah, Go ahead. I have no authority in here. Why are you asking for my permission?" I smile sarcastically at him before dragging mom to a far place away from the living room where he couldn't eavesdrop and gave her a heavy frown. "What the living fuck is the meaning of this, Mom?" She scoffs and shakes her head before dropping her phone into her bag after typing quickly into it. "I'm so sorry, but you will have to bear it. This is me handling matters about your life that you fail to do every damn time” "Are you serious? Okay, I know I messed up, that I am not living up to your expectations, but you can't just make decisions like this behind my back." She chuckles and shakes her head. "Yeah, well, even if I followed it that way, there won't be a difference. I already know that you wouldn't have given your consent. So instead of going through that, I decided togo straight to the point and get it done" "There are other ways we can sort this out, Mom. But quitting school and tutoring me? That is crazy. I have friends? And all the incomplete projects I have back at school? Everything?” "This is why it is a punishment, Maya. Everything is thereby suspended until further notice. If you are able to live up to my expectations and surprise me at the end of the month, then I will restore everything back to you. But if not, This is how it will be for the rest of your life until you can get your path on the right path” I look at her, my eyes wide and my lips wide apart with complete shock and disbelief. "I can't believe you would actually resort to this. Mom, You are depriving me of everything I have ever wanted or desired. You are literally stripping me of my entire existence." She laughs out loud and taps me on the forehead. "Now stop being such a dramatic queen, Your professor is right out there waiting for you. I need you to get yourself together and attend lessons. And at the end of each day, you will tell me what you learnt” "Really, Mom?" "Absolutely. And even though it seems new and overwhelming, you will see the reason why I'm doing this." "I am not Dad, okay? We are different , so the fact that he has always said that doesn't mean you should just force it on me. I have my own dreams and ambitions that I need to achieve."She shakes her head quickly. "I am not in the mood for an argument, Maya. I have work to get to, and you are delaying me and your lecturer. Now get back there and do what needs to be done or you will make me angry." I remain rooted to the spot as she walks past me, making her way towards the living room. "Okay, that aside. Professor Logan, she is all set and ready. I'm heading out to work, You can get to know each other first of all" She begins with the same irritable smile. "Oh, this actually needs no introduction. But then I want you to do your best within the space of this one month I'm giving you, okay?" I hear her voice from the living room and close my eyes tight before slamming my fist against the wall with complete annoyance. I can't believe this. The fact that it is the very one person I have been struggling all my life to avoid is what makes it even far much worse. God, I just feel like smashing my head against something. Let me just end my life before this even begins. I slowly walk out of my hiding place into the living room exactly the moment mom leaves the building. Then I look up at Professor Logan, who looks at me and smiles. "Well, well, here we are, Maya. Aren't you going to settle down so we can begin the lessons?" he says with a smile on his face that makes me know that this was not going to turn out good.

Prof Logan's POV I was esctatic and happy for this incredible, massive opportunity I never thought I'd experience or achieve in my entire life. I can't believe my luck right now. I can't believe I'm presently standing in her living room, gazing at the object of my obsession, looking as beautiful and sexy as fuck as always. That singlet, with those inviting glimpses of her magnificent, tight, denim shorts, revealing every single shape and contour of her buttocks… Fuck. I can already feel my cock stretching uncontrollably in my pants as I struggle to keep my sanity intact and not do anything crazy yet. I have to take this slowly. I don't want to rush things. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if I make the biggest mistake ever and allow everything to come crashing down, it will leave me with a lifetime of extreme regret. I know I don't actually need to work too hard to achieve this aim of mine. It's already been evident from the beginning that she fancies me. The way she keeps looking at me, the way she avoids my gaze whenever I turn to look at her, the way she's extremely nervous whenever I try to make small talk with her, even though they're entirely professional… And fucking Lord, the way she bites those sexy-looking pink lips of hers whenever she wants to answer a question in class. God, it just drives me completely mad. I don't even have any sort of perfect way in my head to think rationally whenever she begins to look at me with those sexy eyes of hers. I look at her thighs, and I can swear my head spins. So smooth and so silky and so creamy white and so alluring all at the same time. I'm suddenly feeling the urge to just hold tightly against her, and then a strange erotic image comes to my mind: a picture of myself holding her hard against myself, spreading her legs, and getting in between those nice-looking, beautiful thighs, while I rail and pound her against the sofa as she screams my name. Fuck. My cock becomes incredibly visibly hard in my pants, but I try my possible best to keep my desires under control, using every single struggle I can muster to ensure that she doesn't look down and behold the visible bulge. "So, aren't you going to move over so we can begin the lessons, or do you intend to just stand there looking at me like you've never seen me before?" I tell her, watching as she chuckles and looks around her, scratching her hand against her neck nervously. I can notice the glistening of her skin, signifying just how extremely nervous she is, and it's causing her to sweat. "I'm sorry, my books are not here, so I will have to head upstairs to my room to get them immediately." "Good. I need you to do that as quickly as possible because I don't have all the time in the world. I have something important I need to get to right now," I tell her immediately, watching as she nods her head quickly. She quickly turns around to go, and I behold the alluring sight of her beautiful, nicely shaped ass bouncing invitingly as she walks away, and I lose control of myself. Crap! "Wait." I call instantly, and watch as she stops immediately a few meters away from the staircase. She slowly turns around to look at me with those beautiful brown eyes of hers, and I smile mischievously. "Come over here. I'm noticing something at your back. I want to help you get it off," I say, and she looks a little bit hesitant. I take a deep breath and shake my head. "Hey, take a deep breath and relax, okay? I'm not doing anything to harm you. I'm actually serious. There's something at the back of your singlet that doesn't look nice. Your hand won't be able to reach it, so I just want to help you." She looks at me for a short while with disbelief in her eyes before slowly walking over to me. She stands before me, and I give her a signal asking her to turn around and back me. She slowly obeys, and I can notice how her hands are visibly trembling, probably wondering what I'm about to do to her. I smell her, and then find myself gazing down at her enormous backside a few meters away from my elongated, erect cock, and my brain begins to spin excessively hard in my head. Fuck. I'm going so crazy right now, and I'm losing control of myself. I bite down hard against my bottom lip as I continue to look at her buttocks, feeling the supreme urge to bring my hands down and squeeze it and caress it, and probably slide my hand down to her pussy beneath. Fuck. I shake my head quickly and clear my throat, trying to regain control of my sanity. She's literally driving me so insane right now, and a time will come where I might not be able to control myself. I smile as I quickly brush my hand against her back, pretending as if I actually removed something. "Great, it's gone now. Go and get your books. We don't have all the time in the world." I notice her shoulders quickly relax after going through a heavy tension, and it makes me smile. This is just the beginning, baby girl. You have no idea how numerous the amount of things I want to do to you. I seriously cannot wait to see her kneeling before me when I slam myself into that beautiful, tight pussy of hers. I find myself thinking and imagining how tight she will be around me, and it makes me clench my teeth together. I am slowly losing control of myself. She's probably still going to be a virgin, and that is just how I like it. I want to be the first one to taste her. I want to be the first one to have her. I want to be the first one to claim her. She is mine and nobody else's. She slowly begins to make her way towards the staircase once again, but then she trips against my backpack on the floor a few meters away, almost falling to the ground. I quickly grab hold of her waist and pull her backwards, holding her tightly against myself, feeling the suppressed, uncontrollable contact of her ass pressing hard against my hard dick, and she gasps. Oh, great, I guess. There goes my control. I'm about to lose my sanity right now, and she probably has already felt the effect of what I'm feeling for her right now. I'm finding it so extremely hard and reluctant to let go as I continue to hold her tightly against myself, enjoying the feeling of her soft ass against my dick. God, I think I can already feel myself cuming just feeling it alone. How then am I going to feel when I slam hard into her and she screams my name? Fuck. I find myself suddenly shivering uncontrollably as I hold her tightly behind me, slowly planting a slight kiss against her shoulder. She shivers at the contact, and the fact that she is not actually protesting against this is what's making me even harder. I mean, what else am I supposed to expect? She actually wants this. This is something I've noticed in her since the very beginning I laid eyes on her. She has always been craving me. She has always wanted me, and I've realized the amount of jealousy she exhibits whenever I flirt with the other female teachers. The realization of all that just keeps making me go crazy, and I've always thought of trying to figure out a way I can get to her. But it would sound extremely unprofessional for a professor to have any sort of intimate affair with any of the students, and it would have tainted my reputation back at school. But now this is my chance. It's just going to be the both of us every single day for an entire fucking month. I'm going to have her to myself alone without any interruptions. Thank goodness she is mostly alone at home. Her younger brother, Ezra has soccer practice every evening by this time till dusk and her father… Well, there is no way he can ever be around. May his perfect soul rest in peace. I find myself groaning, struggling to regain control of my sanity as I hold her tightly to myself, still planting slow, slight kisses against her shoulder. "Uhmm… Professor Logan," she whispers softly, "you need to stop, please. What are you doing? We need to start the lesson right now," she says, and it makes me smile. I chuckle and quickly clear my throat, trying to regain control of myself as I shake my head briskly. "Oh yes, of course, you're right. no problem," I say, and slowly let go of her body reluctantly. Oh, good Lord, I miss the feeling of that soft ass against my dick. I want to feel it once again. I want her to bend over. I want to grip tightly against her hair and insert myself deep into her so that every single thing she would think about and remember all the days of her life is me. I chuckle and continue to watch her ass as she slowly begins to walk away, and I can't resist the temptation to just tap against it swiftly. She gasps and quickly turns around to look at me with shock. "What the hell is the meaning of that? That is just so unprofessional," she says loudly, and it makes me smile as I gaze at her intensely, winking at her. I observe the movement of her throat, and she swallows hard immediately I do that, and it makes me smile. "Yeah, I know it's unprofessional, dear, and I have no intention of doing anything else to you. I just love the sight of your backside, though. It looks well-shaped and nicely curved." " Never knew you were hiding this precious treasure beneath that bulky-looking school uniform of yours. But well, you have nothing to worry about, okay? There is nothing that's going to be unprofessional between the both of us as long as I'm lecturing here at home" "No one is going to question us, and no one here to determine what I want to do to enable you to understand anything I want you to understand. Do you get me? And for the record, don't let anything get into your head. I'm not after you in any specific way. I'm only here to lecture you." She looks at me for a brief moment, and I notice the disappointment crossing her expression. The sight of that just makes me smile intensely. "Oh dear, you are seriously going to be the death of me," I think to myself as I nod my head quickly and dismiss her so she can go and get her books. Then I relax against the sofa, thinking deeply of my easy luck and smiling to myself. This coming month is literally going to be the best month of my life..

Maya's POV I find myself stumbling quickly up the staircase, straight into my room, and shutting the door as quickly as I can before leaning against it, panting hard. I'm desperately trying to catch my breath and recover from the extreme, uncontrollable palpitation of my heart after what I just experienced a few minutes ago. Okay, this is fucking crazy. This is literally the most bizarre experience I've ever gone through in my life. I can't believe what the hell is going on right now. My brain is literally having a hard time trying to process everything and organize all the thoughts in my head. He fucking touched me. God, he even kissed me on the shoulder. I shake my head quickly, feeling the strange sensations already moving through my body. And then the confusing fact that he was actually extremely hard as hell just makes me feel so stupid right now. I'm suddenly feeling extremely funny between my legs, feeling my pussy pulsating with an uncontrollable desire I thought I would never experience in my life. Oh, good lord, this is really, really crazy. Things are about to get extremely intense, and I'm directly at the center of it. I chuckle nervously to myself as I scratch my hair furiously, gazing around the room with confusion. What the hell did I even come in here to pick up? I wonder to myself, biting hard against my bottom lip, still remembering the feeling of his hard dick against my ass. The fact that I had actually imagined bending over so he can have access to my pussy at that very moment is what's making my entire body feel so riled up. Oh, good lord, this is so crazy. I can't control it. I can feel it taking perfect control over my entire body. My nipples are erect, my pussy is pulsating uncontrollably and clenching tight with an extreme craving to get filled up while I curl my toes together with frustration and raw desire. I'm suddenly panting hard and struggling to regain control of myself, feeling my entire body trembling visibly. Okay, this is really, really crazy, and I hate to admit this, but I guess his presence has already made the entire feeling even far much worse than it was previously. Everything he had just done to me in the past few minutes has already given me a very huge suggestion. Yeah, I know he said he's only here to teach me and nothing else, but why the hell would he tap against my ass in that manner and then make feel him extremely hard against my buttocks? What the hell is making him hard? And why would he confess to me having a very nicely shaped butt? Oh, good Lord, I rake my fingers through my hair with frustration, not even caring that they are becoming disheveled. Will I be able to contain what I'm going to experience if I get back down to that sitting room? There is literally no way nothing is going to happen with the level of tension I'm already feeling coming from him. He's going to do so many fucking crazy things to me, and I just know it. Everything has been evident in his eyes directly from the very beginning, his stepped into my door. For some unfortunate, strange reason, I don't know why I'm not even feeling guilty about it. I'm feeling fucking extremely excited. I want it. This is something I've been craving for literally almost every single fucking day of my life, and now it is right here before me, before my very eyes. Crap. I chuckle nervously as I finally remember what I actually came into the room for. I walk over towards my bed and pick up all my lesson notes and textbooks, glancing at each and everyone of them to ensure that it is the right one. Then I quickly step out of my room, slowly shutting the door as calmly as I can. I glance at the staircase ahead of me, thinking if I should really relax first before stepping down there. Stepping back down there is like stepping into a realm of something that might probably change the course of my life forever. I shake my head quickly, allowing my body to do the thinking this time. There is really nothing to think about. I'm going to head down there, and I'm going to sit down and focus on the lesson no matter what he tries to do to me. "And then if he attempts to seduce you?" I hear my mind asking me, and this makes me bite against my bottom lip. I can't lie to my soul, but hell, there is no way in fucking bloody Massachusetts that I will be able to resist if he decides to touch me. There is no way I will be able to. I am definitely going to fucking succumb. I shake my head quickly and tuck my hair behind my ears before quickly stepping down the staircase with my books in my hand. The sitting room finally comes to view, and I observe his huge-looking muscular body relaxed against the sofa, staring around with a mischievous kind of smile on his face. Then he slowly turns his head to look at me. "Well, you really, really took your time, didn't you?" he says, forcing me to smile nervously at him. "I'm really so sorry. I just wanted to ensure that I was picking up the right books." He looks at me for a brief moment, and I observe his eyes trail down towards my nose and then my lips and then towards my breasts. I feel a strange tingling sensation that moves through them, making them feel extremely taut and erect beneath my singlet. Crap. Why am I feeling the sudden urge to take them off right now? However, I shake my head and struggle to regain control of myself before sitting down about a few feet away from him on the sofa. He chuckles and looks at me for a brief minute. He shakes his head before lifting up his hand slowly and unbuttoning his shirt, and I look at him with wide eyes. Uhhmm, what the hell is he doing? "You know, you don't actually need to be so extremely nervous whenever you are with me, Maya. I need you to be free, okay? Just be yourself. We are not in school, and there's no one to criticize you or judge you about anyhow you behave. Just feel free to be you. I'm not going to criticize you, and if I see that there's something you are not doing right, it is my duty here to correct you and not make you feel embarrassed, okay?" I look at him with confusion, my eyes wide, completely distracted by the view of his glistening smooth, silky, well-carved muscular body as he finally takes off the last of his shirt, leaving him completely bare-chested on the sofa. Fuck. Okay, this is so fucking crazy, but why the hell is he suddenly getting naked in my sitting room? "Uhm... Sir, please, why are you removing your shirt?" I ask, looking at him as he smirks. "Oh, I'm so sorry, my bad. I hope I'm not inconveniencing you. I'm just kind of feeling really, really free, and I feel the need to let go of it because I have been battling with the intense clutches of this shirt all day in school, and since I am here, I'm comfortable enough to take it off so I can regain the freedom I have been craving for literally 15 hours." I chuckle nervously at him, nodding my head, as if understanding what he is saying. Yeah, he sounds really stupid, and it doesn't even make sense what he is telling me right now. I know what he is doing. He is trying to fucking rile me up. He is trying to get me aroused so that I won't be able to resist probably if he tries to seduce me, and goddess knows that he is really, really succeeding. My brain is not in its normal state right now as my eyes remain glued to his nice-looking, perfectly sculptured abs. Fuck. He is sweating right now. The fact that his skin is looking so god-like and glistening, is making my pussy clutch with extreme crazy desire. It takes all my willpower to look away from him as I divert my focus back to my books on the table. Oh, help me, Lord. This is so not going to be an easy one month. I just know it. I chuckle nervously as I begin to glance through one of the books, scrolling through the pages endlessly before he takes the book away from me and drops it down. "You don't even know what you're doing, so stop being so nervous, okay? I'm not going to bite you. Come closer so that we can begin." I slowly turn my head to look at him with wide eyes. He chuckles. "You are far away, Maya, and there is no way I can keep on shouting to teach you. Why are you about 5 ft away from me? please come closer. I need to be as close as possible so I can get the lecture into your head." I continue to look at him, reluctant to make a move before he chuckles and glances at his wristwatch. "I really do not have the time for this, Maya. You are wasting my time," he says with his face suddenly becoming serious, and I feel my heart spinning in my chest. I slowly and reluctantly move over to him, sitting down about a few inches away. But he takes hold of me, gripping my waist tightly and pulling me towards him so my body makes contact with his. I am suddenly hyperventilating, finding it hard to focus with the magnificent feeling of his muscular body against mine. "Good," he says, his voice a sexy kind of whisper, a few meters away from my ears. I can feel all the blood in my body going crazy with overdrive, moving to the inferior sections as if confused about the next cause of action. Yeah, this is seriously driving me crazy right now. "So, with nothing in the way anymore, I guess I'm going to go through to the point and state our first lesson of the evening," he begins. "We are going to build starting from the origin of psychology. I'm going to take my time to explain to you the in-depth details of psychology, what it entails, why it is needed in society, and then its importance and uses." I find myself nodding, trying to pay attention to everything he says. But then, within the next few minutes, I'm suddenly distracted by the feeling of his hand slowly sliding down my waist until it comes in contact with the side of my butt against the sofa. I swallow hard, finding it now uncontrollably hard to focus as he squeezes against my butt and pulls me closer towards himself. Oh, shit. Just like I predicted, I knew this was so going to fucking happen. I'm still struggling to catch my breath with the enticing feeling of his hands caressing my ass when he slowly slides his hand up my back and begins to trace his fingers against it. Endless feelings of some spiraling sensation course through my body, and I feel my pussy screaming with a crazy urge to just wrap itself around something huge. Something like a dick. Maybe his, to be precise. Fuck.

Maya's POV I am in a deep, uncomfortable situation where my body feels as though it's no longer my own as I remain seated beside this specimen of a god, who's trying to tease me mercilessly. I chuckle nervously and try my best to shift away from him, but he holds me tightly against himself, showing no intention of letting go. "Can you try your best to remain still so we can go ahead with this lesson?" he whispers against my ear, continuing to trace his hand against my back in a slow, sensual manner. God, I can't help what I'm feeling. The sensation makes me close my eyes as I exhale, gasping slightly. I don't feel like myself anymore, and I'm completely undone with desire building between my legs, making it hard to think or breathe. I feel his warm breath on the side of my face as he plants soft kisses against my cheek, then his warm breath tickles my ear. "You like what you feel, don't you?" he asks, his voice thick, warm, and soft in my ears, making me tremble. I swallow hard and quickly struggle to move away from him, but he holds me tightly against himself, squeezing me possessively as he lifts his other hand to take hold of my jaw. He tilts my head to look at him, and I realize his face is only a few inches from mine. I can feel his warm breath against my face, and the feeling is just so... good Lord, I am not myself right now. I quickly clear my throat and struggle to look away from him so I can return my attention to the lesson, but he keeps me steady, tracing his thumb against my lips in a slow, sensual way. "Has anyone ever told you just how fucking gorgeous and hot you are?" Oh crap. I struggle once again to pull myself away from him. "Mr. Logan, please can we return to the lesson? I'm not sure this is the reason why you were employed," I say, and he chuckles before moving closer to me, holding me tighter as he traces his finger down from my jaw to my neck and then my chest. My body responds traitorously to his touch, and the sensations I'm feeling as he continues to slide his fingers down to my cleavage make me bite down hard on my bottom lip while shutting my eyes tight. Why is he torturing me like this? "Actually, I accepted this personal home tutorial lesson for two reasons," he purrs against my ears, prompting me to slowly open my eyes and look at him, his face only a few inches from mine. Curiosity suddenly takes better of me as I continue to look at him, urging him to continue. He smiles. "I joined this lesson because first of all, I personally want to groom you so you can improve your grades. I don't like the way your mom keeps punishing you every time you get a low score in your tests or exams. That's why I'm here, but then there's also another reason." I continue to look at him with my heart pounding extremely fast in my chest as he traces his eyes down to my nose and then to my lips. "I'm also here because I know about your little crush on me, and I know how badly you've craved to have me to yourself." Holy shit. I chuckle nervously and scoff before rolling my eyes and looking away from him, but he doesn't let me go. "This is just ridiculous. You don't know what's in my mind." He chuckles at my words. "Okay, if that's what you say, I won't stop you, but you're not giving me any sign to prove it because I'm literally holding you right now, and you're finding it hard to pull away." I find myself looking back at him sharply, and he smiles. He brings his face closer to mine until I feel his lips brush softly against mine, teasing me into kissing him. Oh good Lord, all I want right now is to feel his lips, and he's fucking tempting me with them. "Come on, Maya," he says, his voice low, deep, and husky-God, it's so fucking sexy. "I know you want me. I know you want me to continue this. I know you want me to go deeper. Hell, you want me to take off your clothes right now and send you to the skies, but I have no authority over your body, and I need your permission to go ahead with this. I'm not going to do anything until you give me permission, do you understand that?" I continue to look at him without saying anything, feeling totally dumbstruck. He chuckles and shakes his head. "Well then, I guess I'm going to make this easier for you," he says with a smile as he brings his face closer, his lips slightly touching mine. Good Lord, the energy that moves through my body at the contact is like an electric shock, jolting me out of my frozen position as I place my hands against his shoulders. I am gasping hard and panting, struggling with every willpower deep down within me to resist this, but it's just so uncontrollable and irresistible. I begin to wrap my arms tightly around his neck, trying to bring his face closer to mine, but he's strong enough to keep his lips distant, as if trying to avoid me. This jolts me out of my daze as I look up at him with shock. He smiles smoothly and shakes his head. "Like I said earlier, Maya, I seriously need your permission for this. It doesn't work this way. You can't just hold me so tight and pull me towards yourself as if you own me. I'm the one who has to make the decision here, but still, at the same time, I cannot just take over without your permission. I need your consent." I look at him with shock, completely bewildered. Isn't the fact that I'm pulling him to myself enough consent? Oh Jesus Lord, I don't even know what's wrong with me right now, and I don't know why I'm finding myself falling so easily to his seductive antics. "Okay, I think this is over, and we really need to get back to the work at hand right now, please," I beg, and struggle to break free. He's reluctant to let go, but after a few minutes, he allows me to move away, giving him enough space. He looks at me with a wide smile. "Stop trying to deny yourself the pleasure you crave so much, Maya." Fuck. "Please, with all due respect, just keep quiet, okay? I seriously do not want to talk about any of that right now." He smiles and nods before returning his attention to the textbooks in front of him. "Okay, great. I guess it's going to be strictly professional from now on then," he says with a smile and picks up the textbook before opening it. I look back at him with my body still vibrating with intense craving and desire for him as I bite my bottom lip, feeling a pang of regret. I don't even know what's wrong with me right now. I continue to look at him, admiring his tempting beautiful features while he flips through the book, licking his smooth pink lips sexily. Crap. "Okay, so with that being said, I guess we can get along with today's lesson, and well, like I said, I was going to introduce psychology to you." He slowly turns his head to look at me, then smiles. "Okay, I know you're actually trying to avoid me because you don't want me to do anything to you, but I can promise you that everything from now on is completely professional, and I'm not going to do anything you don't like. But it's not really going to help if you're that far away. You should know that, right? I can't keep shouting my lungs out all day." I look at him for a long moment as he smiles and returns his focus to the textbook. "Whenever you're ready, you can come close, and then we'll begin." He begins to flip through the textbook with rapt attention, putting on his reading glasses as if trying to figure something out. I'm left stuck gazing at his muscular body, at his huge veins protruding in different sections of his hands. God, he's a perfectly shaped and beautifully curved specimen. I find myself panting extremely hard as I bite my bottom lip, looking at him and struggling to catch my breath. My heartbeat is pounding excessively in my chest, and I can feel my eyelids fluttering with nothing but raw desire for this man seated a few meters away from me. All those erotic dreams and fantasies I usually have about him return to my mind, and I find myself grinding my teeth together crazily. Good Lord, isn't this just a beautiful, wonderful chance in front of me? I've always longed to have him for myself, have craved for every single damn thing about him. I've always felt it was totally impossible for him to ever look my way and consider me worth chasing after. And here he is right now, confessing himself willing and ready to give himself to me if only I give him my consent. Fuck, this is really, really crazy. The fact that we're going to be here for an entire month, every evening at the exact time when nobody's going to be home, including my mom and my brother, is really, really, really making it so much harder than ever to just fucking resist. He slowly turns his head to look at me, and from the way he smiles, it feels as if he probably knows whatever is going on deep down within me. "Are you okay, Maya? You're sweating intensely, and you look so pale. Is there anything you want to talk to me about?" I quickly shake my head and smile nervously at him before turning around, but then I suddenly lose control of myself the moment I feel him move closer and pull me swiftly to himself, squeezing hard against me. Oh crap, there goes my control. He holds me tightly against himself, bringing his face extremely close to mine. "I can see the desire in your eyes, Maya. Don't fight it," he whispers against my lips and brings his head down, planting sweet kisses all over my neck and then moving his tongue slowly towards my chest. Fuck. At that point, I finally lose it. "Oh please, I give you my consent to do whatever you wish," I whisper against his lips and observe the dark smile that crosses his expression. "Oh, as you wish, my lady," he says with a husky, deep, sexy voice as he pulls me over, forcing me to straddle him. Then he pulls down the thin strap of my singlet, revealing my breasts to him. "Well, isn't this just great? I fucking love what I see," he says and buries his face against my breast, sucking on each nipple and squeezing furiously hard as I find myself moaning with his strong arousal pressing against my thighs. Fuck.