I woke up from my nap and dragged myself to the bathroom, looking in the mirror to see dark circles underneath my eyes. I felt terrible and looked even worse, but I didn’t do anything about it, just quickly threw my hair up in a ponytail and got dressed for my last class of the day.

I started across the campus from the dorms, yawning and stopping at the coffee cart on the way to class. I sipped it as I walked, the cool breeze feeling good on my skin.

“Jenna,” came a voice behind me, a voice I recognized right away. My heart fluttered in my chest and I turned around to see Travis jogging up to me. I stopped walking and let him catch up.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him.

“I couldn’t just let you go,” he said. “I couldn’t.”

“Travis, we talked about this—”

“You want me to quit my job, Jen? Sell my company? I swear to god I’ll do it. Just say the word.”

I stared at him, trying to read his expression. His face looked earnest, his voice serious.

“I don’t know—”

“Jenna,” he said, putting his hand on my waist, tracing it with his fingers in a way that made me shiver with desire that I didn’t want or need.

“What?” I asked him, my voice trembling slightly. He touched my cheek then, stroking it with his thumb. Then he leaned in and kissed me softly. I didn’t kiss him back, but did allow him to linger there.

“I’ve loved you since the moment I met you.”

I laughed. “You were twelve.”

“You were my first crush. My only crush. I never stopped thinking about you. I still can’t get you off of my mind.”

“But your work,” I said. “It’s so important to you. I can’t be the second most important thing in your life.”

“You won’t be,” he promised. “I told you. I would sell my company in a heartbeat if you told me to. I would do anything to be with you, Jenna. Anything. I love you.”

I felt my breath catch in my chest when he said the words. We had both avoided them at the airport, though I could feel the heaviness of the unspoken words between us.

“I’m sorry. I promise things will be good. I will do everything in my power to make you happy.”

“I love you,” I said in a quiet voice, realizing then that I had been denying something that was impossible to ignore. “And yes, I want to be with you.”

“Good,” he said, smiling at me. “Sweet girl.”

I kissed him, then, pressing my mouth to his. He sucked tenderly on my bottom lip before deepening the kiss, tasting my mouth, wrapping his arms around my waist to pull my body against his. Lust and love both filled me at once, taking over my body, making me press against him as he kissed me. I moved against him and he chuckled, pulling away.

“We’re in the middle of your campus,” he said. I took his hand, then, kissing his knuckles. Then I led him into the science building, which was quiet and dim at this time of day. I knew there would be rooms free. We walked past several, glancing in to see students studying or a teacher lecturing. Finally, we found a room that was free. I used my key to get in—all upper level science students had keys to the building so that they could get in and out of their labs whenever they needed to. We went inside the room and turned the light on, locking the door behind us.

“Bad girl,” he said. “You want me to fuck you in here, baby?”

“Please,” I said, knowing he couldn’t resist when I said that word. I had a feeling that he didn’t want to resist, anyway. He wanted me as badly as I wanted him. I would always want him. I kissed him then, pulling him over to the desk at the front of the classroom. I sat down on it and pulled him close to me, parting my legs so that he could stand between them.

“Jenna,” he said. “I have missed you so much.”

“I missed you too,” I whispered, not even knowing how much I meant it until I said the words aloud. I had been thinking about Travis ever since I left him, trying to suppress the thoughts as they overwhelmed me, especially when I was lying in bed alone at night. I couldn’t help but to imagine what it would be like to have him beside me in my bed, touching and holding me every night. Now I knew that I would get to live that reality. I would never have to go to bed without him again.

“Did you think about me while we were apart?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said. “All the time.”

He leaned in, kissing me, his hands on my hips as he pulled them against his.

“Did you think about my cock, Jenna? Did you miss it?”

“Yes,” I repeated, grinding forward against him. He pulled back from me, reaching down to unbutton the jeans I was wearing. Even the feeling of his fingers brushing against my skin sent a shiver through me. I was filled with anticipation knowing that I would soon have him inside of me just like I’d been wanting since the last time he’d touched me. I had craved him ever since, thought about it all the time.

He pulled my panties down and off with my jeans, then undressed himself so that he could pull his cock out. He started to pull my sweater off but I stopped him.

“Maybe we should just make this quick,” I said to him. “In case somebody walks in.”

“Oh, absolutely not,” he said, nipping my bottom lip with his teeth. “If you think for one minute that I’m not going to take my sweet time inside of your little pussy, you’re wrong.”

“Oh,” I breathed as he kissed me, slipping my tongue into his mouth to tease his. He reached down with his hand to stroke my clit with the tip of his finger, rubbing it directly so that an all-consuming pleasure washed over me. I had never felt anything as good as his hands, his mouth, and his cock. I had never felt anything as good as it felt to be with him, not only the sex but the moments we spent laughing and kissing and talking. He knelt down then, pulling my legs apart so that he could see every bit of my pussy. I felt exposed and sexy, especially when he nuzzled my outer lips and kissed the inside of my thigh. I could feel that the tops of my thighs were wet already, and I started to squirm as he put his mouth there and started to lick them clean, not touching where I needed him most.

“You are the worst person I have ever met,” I complained when he sucked on my clit for only an instant, just long enough to find a spot that made me gush with pleasure. He stood up again, slipping a condom from his pocket and putting it on before my mouth in a kiss. He aimed his cock into my opening but didn’t move.

“Take it,” he said against my lips. I obeyed his command and moved my hips forward, taking his cock as deep as it could go. I started to ride against him and he stood still, letting me use his cock how I wanted it. I found a spot that felt so good that I almost couldn’t breathe, rocking against him with my legs wrapped around his hips.

“Fuck me, baby,” I panted, wanting more from him. He was teasing me by making me do all the work and holding himself back.

“God, you are so sweet,” he said, kissing my neck as he started to move his hips, fucking me in rhythm with my movements. “Such a sweet girl.”

“I don’t know about that, professor,” I said, teasing him. “I’m not as sweet as you think.”

“Baby, you’re every bit as sweet as I thought you would be,” he said, riding me, having trouble getting the words out. I wrapped my arms around his neck then as he started curving his hips upward in a way that made me lose my senses. I felt like I couldn’t see, couldn’t hear, couldn’t do anything but feel as I closed my eyes and moaned. His cock felt so good inside of me, so perfect, and I dug my nails into his back while I moaned. I had even forgotten that we were in the science building and there were people right next door who could probably hear me. I didn’t care. I was so happy to be reunited with Travis that I forgot about everything else.

I whimpered as he began to pound into me, his hips riding against mine. We were shaking the desk, our bodies clapping together as every bit of passion we had been saving up built between us. Travis kissed my throat when I started to come, sinking his teeth into my neck as I bucked against him, crying out in pleasure.

“I could make you come over and over again,” he said. “I never want to stop.”

“Don’t stop,” I said, my mouth against his, and he didn’t, but continued to fuck me until I came again on his cock. He came shortly afterward, pounding against my hips until he was finished.

He pulled out of me and wrapped his arms around my body, pulling me against his chest as he caught his breath. When I pulled back, he smiled at me, tracing my lips with his fingers.

“I love you, Jenna,” he said softly, kissing me.

“I love you,” I said. The look in his eyes was making my heart pound in my chest—it was so real, the love genuine and bright. He was holding nothing back from me.

We got dressed after a few minutes and I was about to walk out the door when he took me by the waist and held me still, pushing my hair back from my face. He reached into his back pocket then and pulled out a small green velvet box, presenting it to me in one hand. I stared at him without taking it, a stupefied part of me wondering if this was some crazy prank. He opened the box then and I saw a ring with the biggest diamond I had ever seen, glittering and beautiful in the dim light of the classroom.

“Jenna,” he said, getting down on one knee in front of him. “Letting you go before was stupid. So stupid. It was the biggest mistake of my life. I will never do that again.”

“Okay,” I breathed, unable to say much more.

“I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything,” he went on. “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Please be my wife.”

“Yes,” I said, my face breaking into a smile. I chewed on my lip as he stood up, allowing him to slip the ring onto my finger. It fit perfectly and sparkled in a way that was almost hypnotizing. I looked back up at Travis to see that he was gazing at me with the softest, sweetest expression. It was somehow infinitely more captivating than the diamond. I kissed him, basking in the feeling of his arms around me, feeling like I was finally where I belonged.

THE END