Tuli is a college student who is horrified to discover that her new Professor is Jayce Mitchell, the handsome but infuriating man she had a one-night stand with. As classes begin the flame between them reignites but what Tuli doesn’t know is that Jayce is hiding a dirty, little secret which threatens everything they have.
Age Rating: 18+ (Sexual Assault, Violence)
Warning: this book contains material that may be considered upsetting or disturbing.
Original Author: Charlotte Moore
Note: this story is the author’s original version and does not have sound.
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Tuli is a college student who is horrified to discover that her new Professor is Jayce Mitchell, the handsome but infuriating man she had a one-night stand with. As classes begin the flame between them reignites but what Tuli doesn’t know is that Jayce is hiding a dirty, little secret which threatens everything they have.
Age Rating: 18+ (Sexual Assault, Violence)
Warning: this book contains material that may be considered upsetting or disturbing.
Original Author: Charlotte Moore
Note: this story is the author's original version and does not have sound.
“Why the hell am I here?” I grumbled, reluctantly marching up to the entrance of some stranger's random house party beside my over-enthusiastic friend.
“Oh come on, Tuli,” Megan whined, pulling me with her. “Don’t be such a buzzkill. Try to enjoy yourself! You said you wanted to stop being the wallflower.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t say I was ready for this!” I exclaimed, pulling my hoodie over my nearly translucent black shirt, and short shorts.
Megan rolled her eyes before flashing me a bright smile. “Stop whining! You look sexy!” She complimented.
As she pushed me through the door I tripped on an imaginary step.
I squealed as I tipped over, but before my face hit the floor, a pair of arms caught me, my face was pressed against a leather-clad chest.
The first thing I noticed when I looked up was a pair of sexy, full, pouty lips before I was entranced by a pair of big, gorgeous brown eyes, surrounded by dark, shaggy hair.
Blushing, I mumbled an apology and squirmed out of this gorgeous stranger’s arms.
“Watch where you’re going,” he growled, sauntering away.
I stood there, stunned as my friend came up behind me. “Asshole,” she stated as she glared at his retreating back. She shot me a reassuring smile. “Don’t let it get to you. Let’s go get some booze.”
I hesitantly took my hoodie off and left it by the front door as Megan led me to the kitchen, where guys were playing beer pong and girls were standing around chatting. Megan passed me a beer.
I took it hesitantly, staring into the amber liquid as she led me back into the living room. As we headed out, a familiar blonde approached my friend. My brother waved to me and winked at Megan.
Meeting his eyes, she giggled and danced away, forgetting about me entirely. I glared at the two of them as they retreated and took a swig of my beer.
So much for not being a wallflower, I thought to myself glumly.
I stood there, leaning against a wall and contemplating if I should just leave now or try to stay and enjoy being at my first party.
A few minutes later, while I was still debating, a tall, blonde, and somewhat attractive looking guy walked up to me. I eyed him suspiciously but stayed in my spot, sipping at my beer.
“How’s it going?” He grinned mischievously, standing close to me.
“Fine,” I smiled politely, but stepped back from his forwardness. He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes and was invading my bubble.
“I saw you standing here by yourself. Doesn’t look like you’re having much fun. Do you wanna dance with me?” He stepped closer, hovering over me.
“No, thanks. I’m fine right here,” I murmured, attempting to take another step back.
“Aww, come have some fun with me,” he smirked, trapping me against the wall and reaching for my hand.
“No, thank you.” I said more boldly, slapping his hand away.
His grin turned into a glower. “Listen, I’m doing your fat ass a favor. You can dance with me and have a night of hot kinky sex with me, or you can keep brooding here like the lazy fatty you are.”
Angry at his words, I instinctively slapped him across the face. I found myself not regretting my actions as I glared at him. The next words to come out of my mouth were less than polite: “Fuck off, asshole.”
I stepped around him and attempted to walk away, but before I got far enough, a hand reached out and roughly grabbed my wrist.
I gritted my teeth from the pain of how tightly the hand was wrapped around my wrist as the blonde guy turned me to face him. “Fucking bitch,” he spat, tightening his grip around my wrist. “No one smacks me. You’re gonna pay for that.”
With his free hand formed into a fist, he raised it, aiming right for my face. I cowered slightly, despite trying to stand my ground.
I closed my eyes, waiting for the punch, until I heard a cry of pain uttered, and the grip on my wrist loosened. I opened my eyes to see the guy I bumped into earlier grabbing the blonde by his wrist.
My eyes widened in shock as the creep reached for Mr. Mysterious’ hand wrapped around his wrist.
He let go of his hand, instead reaching for his shirt. He shoved the blonde guy against the wall. “I think she told you to fuck off,” he spoke menacingly. “If you wanna mess with her again, you're gonna be dealing with me. Got it?”
Mr. Mysterious let him go, shoving him away. The blonde guy stumbled out of the room, cursing and muttering to himself.
Then my savior looked my way, appearing less than pleased as he reached out and grabbed my hand.
“The fuck are you doing?” I sputtered as he pulled me towards him. I struggled and squirmed in an attempt to escape his grasp, and failed miserably.
He rolled his eyes at my attempt to escape and quickly pulled me away from the crowded area. He led me upstairs into a quiet hallway before letting go. I glowered up at him. “What the hell is your problem?” I asked grumpily.
He glared at me. “I had to save you, twice. That’s my problem. Do you enjoy playing the role of a damsel in distress?”
I was about to answer, when I noticed he was no longer wearing his leather jacket. I found myself distracted by the bulge of muscles barely hidden by his black V-neck.
I also realized it did not do well with hiding chest hair, as I noticed a small patch peeking out. I bit my lip nervously.
“Do you even know how to listen?” He snapped, bringing me from my trance.
I glared at him. “I'm not deaf, you ass…”
I trailed off when I realized he trapped me between his body and the wall. My cheeks started to heat. “W-what are you doing?” I stuttered, staring up at him.
“Trying to get your attention. Did you even hear what I said, little damsel?” He murmured, pressing his body slightly against mine. I found myself trying to push back against the wall in order to avoid his touch.
It stirred up a foreign feeling in the pit of my stomach. I was barely familiar with it, but I knew it was my body reacting to his touch.
Mister Mysterious’ lips twitched up into a smirk as I found myself once more drawn to his chocolate gaze. “I guess you weren't listening. But I got your attention now. Did you realize you caught mine the instant you tripped over the door frame?”
I attempted to look away. That foreign feeling was building inside me from his intense gaze. It was exciting and yet unnerving at the same time. I was beginning to feel slightly overwhelmed.
He lifted his finger to my chin and tilted my head to meet his eyes once more. “You’re quite the eye catcher, cutie,” he whispered. “So now that you have me, what do you want to do with me?”
Something hard poked me in the stomach. I couldn’t help but tear myself from his scrutiny to investigate what it was. My cheeks inflamed as I noticed the tent in his pants.
“Have you ever had a one night stand before, damsel?” He asked me, his voice low and husky.
I suddenly blurted out, “I'm a virgin.”
Why would you say that? The voice inside my head grumbled.
Mr. Mysterious raised a brow and smirked at me. “That can be easily fixed, cutie.”
He leaned in and gently nibbled on my ear, continuing his slow torture of grinding his erection up against my belly. I moaned softly, feeling pleasure pool deep into my loins.
Before I could figure out how to respond, his lips crashed down on mine as his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
I gasped softly against his lips, giving his tongue access to my mouth. It felt foreign, rubbing up against my own tongue playfully. I couldn’t hold back the moan that bubbled up from within.
My hands curled in his hair and tugged, pulling his face closer towards mine. He reached down with his hand and hooked my leg up over his waist, while his free hand reached up to palm my breast.
I uttered another moan, my hips grinding against his as I felt myself grow wet between my legs.
He pulled slightly away and whispered seductively against my lips, “Can I take your virginity, Tuli?”
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My eyes snapped open and I stared up into Mr. Mysterious' dark brown eyes, filled with lust. “H-how do you know my name?” I whispered back.
His brows furrowed. “I overheard your friend.” He then smirked and kissed me again. “But that's not what matters. I want your permission to let me take you, right now.” On cue, his hips bucked against me, making me gasp with pleasure.
My mind went blank and the name thing was instantly forgotten. I gasped out. “Yes!”
He chuckled and moved his hand from my breast down to cup my sex through the denim of my shorts. “You look and sound so sexy when you’re turned on.
“Hearing you stutter, and seeing that red face of yours makes me harder than a rock. Mm, I can’t wait to see your reaction when I slide my dick inside you.”
My face turned red, but I quickly forgot about my heated cheeks as his hands wrapped around my thighs. He hoisted me up, causing me to yelp.
I wrapped my legs around him and yanked on his hair, clinging for dear life.
He grunted from the pain in reply and carried me to the closest room, his mouth on my neck and his hands gripping my ass. He tossed me down onto the bed and chuckled as I let out a second yelp.
Then he was hovering over me, pinning me down onto the bed.
His lips pressed against mine, his tongue sliding in between my lips. I groaned, my tongue rubbing up against his as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
His hands trailed down to my shirt, and, grasping it tightly, tore the fabric open. I protested against his mouth.
“I’m not walking out of here shirtless!” I groaned against his lips.
He pulled away and smirked down at me with amusement. “You don’t need to worry about that right now. Be quiet and let me play with you.”
I flushed at his bold words and went silent, squeezing my legs together protectively. Right, like that will help you now, a voice muttered inside my head.
It faded out as I noticed his eyes trail down my torso to my clenched legs.
He chuckled and grabbed them, spreading them out forcefully and pinned me down again with his hips between them. “Relax, cutie. I don't bite very hard,” he purred.
His words made my body warm with need. I took a deep breath, feeling myself slightly relax. It was kind of hard, though, when you're about to lose your virginity to a stranger. Mr.
Mysterious grinned down at me, and wrapped his arms around my torso to unhook my bra. He tossed it away, leaving my breasts bare.
He stared down at me, biting his lip as he eyed my nipples, stiff from the cool air. “Oh fuck,” he moaned, “You look so sexy just wearing those shorts. But those will have to go, too.”
He grinned and, reaching down, started to unbutton my shorts while his mouth met mine.
Slowly and tantalizingly, his mouth trailed from mine down to my breasts, while his hands pulled my shorts and panties down at the same speed.
I cried out, feeling him suck the nipple of my right breast into his mouth as he tossed away the remainder of my clothes.
He fondled my other breast, squeezing and teasing the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
I whined with pleasure as he switched to my other breast, teasing the one he left behind with his fingers.
I moaned, grinding against his hips, whimpering at the feel of his denim clad erection brushing up against my sensitive clit.
“Please,” I begged.
He looked up at me, his eyes lustfully staring into mine. “Do you want me now?” He asked, grinning.
I blushed hard and nodded. “Impatient little damsel,” he murmured, smirking as he sat up.
He pulled his shirt off and tossed it aside, revealing his bare chest, save for the small curls of hair between his nipples.
Shyly, I reached up and stroked the curls, causing him to bite his lip as he unzipped his pants.
Mr. Mysterious pulled away as he slid his pants and boxers off, giving me an eyeful of his massive erection, as well as the locks of hair that surrounded the base.
I eyed his throbbing cock as my face turned red, counting every bulging vein running down his shaft. He smirked and crawled on top of me again. “Tell me you want it. Tell me you want this dick buried deep inside you.”
“I… I want it,” I whispered shyly.
“Want what?” He asked, grinning as his hand fondled my right breast, tugging on his cock with his free hand.
“I want your dick inside me,” I groaned, reaching out for his chest again.
He pulled away again, leaving me mewing with tortured pleas. He chuckled as he produced a small packet from his pants. Eyeing me, he ripped open the packet, and slowly rolled the condom down his bulging erection.
Within an instant he was on top of me again, the head of his member rubbing up against my slick entrance. “Are you ready, little damsel?” He whispered into my ear, pressing his hips against mine, almost slipping himself inside me.
I bit my lip in spite of the pleasure, and feeling rather bold, I whispered, “Yes. Fuck me.”
Groaning at my response, he entered me, slowly stretching and filling me with his enormous cock. I let out a soft cry at the pain, biting my lip harder than ever as he slid deep inside me. He whispered softly into my ear. “Are you alright?”
After a moment of adjusting to the feel of him, I nodded, feeling too weak to respond. He smiled softly and kissed my lips gently, murmuring. “I’m gonna start slow. It’ll hurt at first, but trust me, you’ll be in ecstasy once I'm done.”
I mewled at his words, and at the same time my pussy contracted around his throbbing shaft. He moaned softly against my lips. “Tuli,” he panted, “you are so fucking tight.”
I convulsed around him again, growing even wetter at his words. He let out a small sound of pleasure, and then began to move.
Tormenting me, he pulled out before sliding back in again. I moaned at the combination of pleasure and pain that coursed through my body.
Slowly and gently, he began to thrust his hips back and forth, his dick rubbing up against my walls. His mouth went back to my breasts again, teasing and torturing them with his tongue and teeth.
He lifted my legs in the air, parting them as he continued, back and forth, to slide in and out of me.
My hands moved to his shoulders, clinging to him for support as he picked up the pace, roughly bucking his hips against mine.
My muscles began to relax, and moans flowed from my mouth freely as the pain receded and pleasure took over.
His mouth came back up to meet mine, smothering the sounds I made as he kissed me deeply, his tongue sensually playing with mine as his thrusts became faster and deeper.
My nails raked his shoulders as the tension built up inside me. I returned his kiss passionately while my hips arched up to meet his each time, forcing him deeper inside me.
My legs wrapped around his hips on instinct, forcing him to thrust harder and deeper. He moaned against my lips before pulling away, leaving me panting and moaning with a strangled protest.
He smiled seductively and placed a finger against my lips as his pace slowed. “I want to watch you. I want to see every bit of your reaction at the feel of me inside you.”
He pulled out again, leaving me aching and whimpering, then quickly rammed his cock back into my pussy, fucking me hard and fast. I cried out at his sudden intrusion.
It felt intense and yet amazing, and I couldn’t silence my sounds of pleasure. Suddenly, his hand was cupping my sex, his thumb and forefinger rubbing and teasing my clit.
I moaned and whimpered, squirming underneath him as my pussy clenched tightly around his dick again.
He groaned, picking up the pace, thrusting himself deeper and deeper inside me, the head of his cock rubbing up against my womb.
Even with the condom he was wearing, it was like I could feel only him inside me.
I felt numb everywhere else, and yet, my whole body was on fire, filled with adrenaline and pleasure that he drew out from within me.
He pushed me higher and higher with each thrust, leaving me moaning and whimpering for more.
Then suddenly, I was over the edge, arching my body up off the bed as I screamed and climaxed around him.
Waves of pleasure ran through me as I contracted around him, taking him down with me as he convulsed with his own orgasm with a rough groan, spilling his seed deep inside me.
He let himself go, his body lying on top of mine heavily as we panted and gasped for air.
A few moments later, he was up, pulling out of me, leaving me achingly empty and sore. He smiled down at me as he tugged the condom off and tossed it into the trash.
I watched him, struggling to keep my eyes open as he walked back towards me. He leaned down and kissed my lips chastely, then he pulled the covers of the bed up over my naked body.
Despite my fatigue, I sat up in protest. “No, I can’t sleep in a stranger’s bed! And there’s a party downstairs!”
He chuckled and kissed my forehead. “Just go to sleep. I’m pretty positive I fucked all the energy out of you. You’ll sleep right through it.”
At his words, I suddenly felt exhausted. Despite the noise downstairs, a yearning desire to sleep came over me.
Too tired to protest, I lied back down in the bed and let him cover me up with the blankets. He sat next to me until I fell into a deep sleep.
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