Professor F

Chapter 32

Augustine went to the cafeteria to grab a snack and drink when a familiar face was at the end of the

line. He was looking at the menu when she approached the line, he looked at her direction and smiled.

"Hey, August." He greeted as soon as he noticed her. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Hey, Liam."

"Your break?"

"Yes. You?"

"No. Just here to do some research and got hungry. Would you like to join me for lunch?"

She nodded, smiling. "Sure."

They ordered their meals and shared a table.

"You excited for the trip?"

"Anxious."

"Why?"

"It's my first time going on a class field trip out of the country."

"Well, you should get use to it. Pearsons University are very fond of sending their students for

international conference like this one."

"Really? This school must be really rich."

"You could say that. Every college and their successful alumni would never fail giving donations for the

next generation’s learning and education. That's why they could offer scholarships for qualified

students and send classes to Europe."

"Wow."

"Even heard, there's a royal family funding the school for maintenance and stuff."

"How'd you learn about this?" She asked curious and already thinking about Flynn when he mentioned

the royal family.

"Words go around, you know. Rumors really. But it's never confirmed. It would appear that there are

donations in place but the people behind it doesn't want the recognition. Sort of didn't like the

attention."

Sounds like Flynn to me.

"Are you alright?"

He's really got a lot of things going on that I'm not aware of.

"August, are you okay?" Liam asked again.

"I—I'm fine. I just thought of something."

••••••

It's thirty minutes before her afternoon classes and she texted Flynn, remembering she doesn't know

where his office is.

She waited at the lobby near the faculty room. The same place where she first saw Flynn on the day of

her interview with the dean.

Her phone started ringing with his name on the screen.

Where are you?

Uhm—at the hall. Next to the faculty.

Alright. Wait for me.

She waited for five minutes and she saw Flynn walking towards her with his one hand in his pants

pocket and the same serious look on his face. He came from the hallway from where the dean's office

was at.

"Come, August." He said and she followed him to the hallway, passing by the dean's office and a few

offices. His office is at the far end of the hallway.

He opened the door for her. She steps inside, looking around. He has a cozy and spacious office. She

then looked at the glass showing his name on his table.

Professor Flynn Ferguson, P. Eng, Ph. D.
Professor and Associate Chair
Civil Engineering and Applied

Mechanics

She waited for him as he closed the door. She touched his table with her fingers and the engraved title

of his name on the glass. "Professor and Associate Chair?" She was asking him when he wrapped his

hands around her waist and kissed her lips.

Her eyes widened in surprise and she eventually responded to his kiss. He removes the knapsack off

her shoulders and puts them to a chair next to his table.

He moaned and carried her to the conference table near the door. He lays her back gently as he stands

between her legs. His lips left hers and traced down her neck and her chest while unbuttoning her

blouse.

"F—Flynn, are you sure it's okay?"

He nodded as he sucked on her hard nipples. She moaned and he immediately covers her mouth with

his free hand. "Keep your voice down for me, August."

She took a deep breath and nodded. He lifts her skirt and removes her panties before he kissed her

wetness. She moaned again but his hand managed to keep her voice in. She could feel his expert

tongue licking and flicking her sensitive bean. And then he started making sucking sounds as his mouth

captured her fully.

She grabs on his hair and lifts his face to kiss her. She could still taste her own juice from his mouth

and it only turned her on. She felt his hand fondling on her breasts as his fingers slides inside her folds,

pleasuring her.

She tightened her hug around his shoulders as his breasts brushed against his clothes. And as if he

didn't have the patience anymore, he removes his top and went back to kissing her lips as his chest

brushed against her breasts and hard nipples.

"Flynn, my afternoon class would start at one thirty," she said between their kiss. "I—Is there something

you want to talk about?"

"Later." He answered and kissed her again.

She heard him unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. She was breathing soundly as he watched

him putting his hardness on her entrance. "Please. Do it now." She begged.

"Of course." He whispered hoarsely and pushed himself inside. They both moaned as they shared

another passionate kiss. "Let's keep our voices down." He whispered against her lips, as he pushed in

and out of her.

She nodded as she moved her hips matching his rhythm. That familiar excitement inside her building

up into reaching her climax. "F—Flynn. Oh God." She mouthed as they both watch their bodies

become one.

"I'm coming, August." He whispered as he buries his face on her chest. "Fuck."

She hugged him tighter as she had her own release and felt his warm semen filling her insides

completely.

They were both panting heavily as Flynn pulls out and watched his cum dripping between her legs. He

grabs a box of tissue and wipes her skin.

She jerked as she felt ticklish when his hand moved slowly between her legs. "Did you really ask me to

come here for this?" She asked, still breathing heavily.

"I miss being one with you especially after last night." He answered looking a little embarrassed.

"I miss you, too." She kissed his lips gently. "When did you have this office?" She asked as she started

fixing her dress and watching him dress up.

"Last week. They've been offering me this office and I just keep putting it on hold."

"Why?"

"I didn't have the reason to get my own office then."

She blushed. "And n—now?"

He smiled at her. "I have you.”