Twin Flames, Two Souls Journey Through Time – The Professor - Chapter 11

He pulled back unable to keep himself from laughing and shook his head as he rolled his eyes at her.  “Really??”  “Hey, if I can’t roll my eyes at you, Mr. Hillard, then you can’t roll yours at me.”  “All is fair in love and war, Ms. Jenkins.”  “So, you play dirty,” “I never said I would play fair, didn’t I already tell you this?”  He leaned in next to her ear, “I don’t much like repeating myself.”  “Is that so,” she replied eying him seductively and squirming deliciously against his growing erection.  “It seems as though you are the one Amelia who does not know who she is playing with.”  Her eyes darkened, her pupils taking up most of her iris, “then show me.” 

He stood up, putting his hand out for her to take, which she took willingly.  “So, you can do what you are told.”  She narrowed her eyes and glared at him about to snatch her hand out from his, but he held it firmly in place.  Shaking his head, “everything is not a competition Amelia, stop being so…difficult and stubborn.”  “So basically, you want me to stop being me?”  “For the next thirty minutes, yes.”  She shook her head and rolled her eyes at him, “as long as you understand, that this…compliance…is limited to the bedroom, and sometimes not even then.”  As much as he wanted to stay serious in that moment, he couldn’t help but smile.  He wrapped his arms around her, his mouth once again claiming hers, as his hands gripped her ass pulling her in tight against his erection.  When he finally allowed her to catch her breath, her eyes begged him to do that again.  He turned away and led her to the bedroom, smiling to himself while thinking, “apparently that’s the only way to shut her up.” 

                   “You do realize you rolled your eyes at me?”  A sly smirk forming on one side of her mouth, “Did I?”  He ran his hands through her straight hair, and gently tugged her head back, his mouth dangerously close to her neck, but not actually on her, he whispered, “you know that you did, you enjoy pushing limits, don’t you?”  She shrugged, “maybe, what are you going to do about it?”  He pulled away his eyes dark and hungry, “under normal circumstances I would thoroughly enjoy teaching you a thing or two about the fine art of denial, would you like that?  To constantly be brought to the pinnacle of pleasure only to be denied your release?” She reflexively bit her bottom lip and stared up at him with eyes heady with desire, “Answer me, Amelia!”  She shook her head, “good girl.”  Fuck what is it about those two words that turn her on so damn much.  “I won’t roll my eyes again, today,” she said with a playful grin.  “Oh, I know better than to ask anyone for more than they can possibly ever give,” and before she could talk back, he kissed her again, his hands were in her hair, hers clutching his shirt and pulling him closer to her.  He moved one of his hands from her hair and slid it under her shirt needing her soft and ample breasts.  Good lord he could suffocate in them they were so plentiful, “not a terrible way to die” he thought. 

                  As they made their way to the bed Daniel withdrew his lips from hers.  She stared at him, her eyes piercing him with desire, her lips swollen from his kisses, her hair a tangled mess.  “you look so lovely Amelia,” she smiled at him, her hands reaching up to tug him closer to her.  He grabbed her hands and held them away from him.  “You asked me to show you Amelia, are you going to listen, or…” “be myself,” she said sardonically.  He smirked, “that smart mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble.”  She bit her bottom lip and cast her eyes away from his, “I’ll listen.”  He signaled for her to lay on the bed, she kicked off her shoes and positioned herself in the center of the bed.  He laid down next to her without touching her, he just looked at her reverently, she was so beautiful.  She gave him a pleading look and he leaned over her body and started kissing her, his hand making its way under her shirt again, she sat up and took her shirt off, which made him laugh.  “It was just getting in the way,” she said with a wry smile.  He stared down at her alabaster skin that was just begging to be touched, and he ran his fingers down along her neck to her collar bone, and he began caressing her nipples through her bra, her body tensing at his touch.  His lips were on hers, and he shifted his body on top of her, parting her legs.  With his right hand he grabbed both her wrists and placed them above her head, and with the left he played with her nipples teasing them as they hardened to his touch.  She tried to free herself from his grasp, desperate to touch him, but he was deceptively strong.  “I want to touch you,” she whimpered, “I know you do, but I’m enjoying torturing you at this moment.”  She yielded to his wishes, and his mouth moved down her neck to her collar bone, to her breasts, “your skin is so soft,” and he unclasped her bra and let go of her wrists so that he could use both his hands to massage and fondle her abundant bosom.  His mouth found her right nipple, he bit down softly, “harder Daniel.”  She could feel him smile against her and he bit down harder to which her body convulsed and bucked beneath him in response.  He moved to her left nipple and his tongue kept swirling around it as it grew harder and harder with every twirl of his masterful tongue.  Her nails dug into his back as he continued with his slow tantalizing torment.  His hand moved down to her jeans, and he started unbuttoning them and removing them as his hand slipped inside the lace of her panties.  He looked up at her, her eyes were closed, and her lips parted as she panted with sheer ecstasy.  He knew she was wet just by looking at her, and when he slipped his fingers down lower, he felt just how wet she was.  She was so slippery and ready it was all he could do to not take her right then and there.  He slipped one finger and then two inside of her, she moaned as he did so.  He couldn’t take his eyes off her, watching as her breath quickened, her breasts heaving with every thrust of his hand, he withdrew his fingers and began circling her clitoris, slowly, methodically with his thumb, he began to feel her tense beneath him, she was close, very close.  “I want to see your eyes Amelia,” she opened them and gazed at him, her passion and near climax evident when she did.  She moaned loudly, her hands grasping desperately at the blankets on the bed, her body bowing to his every whim with every flick of his finger.  “Daniel, please,” she groaned, he inserted his fingers again and he felt her explode around him as he did, her body bucking off the bed and back down, her breathing erratic, her body flushed with passion, and unable to make an intelligible sound for a good five minutes.  It is as though her senses needed time to return to her body.  He lay against her, her hand absentmindedly running along his neck and shoulders. 

                  He pulled himself up to look at her, and she was smiling languidly at him.  “Feeling better?”  She bit her lip while trying to quell a giggle, “I see you are well pleased with yourself.”  Daniel did not attempt to quell his laugh, instead it was a snort as he pushed himself off her and rolled over next to her.  He grabbed her hand and brought it up to his mouth and kissed it.  “That was…enlightening, now I’m hungry, get dressed and we will go out to get something to eat.”  She looked at him with a dazed expression, “You want to go out, now?”  “Yes, I’m hungry…for food,” he said with an evil grin.  “But…but…we..” “We can finish what we started, after dinner.” It was all he could do not to laugh at her expression, she looked like a little girl who just found out Santa Claus isn’t real.  “Close your mouth Amelia, you’re going to catch flies.”  “Can’t we just order room service,” she said pleadingly.  He kissed her forehead, “get dressed, you’re going to need some fuel for later.”  She stuck out her bottom lip pouting, but she did as she was told and dragged her very relaxed body out of the bed.  When she bent over to pick up her bra and shirt he smacked her ass, hard.  She yelped, “hey, what was that for?”  “Do I need a reason?”  She shrugged her shoulders and walked into the bathroom to get dressed, and he imagined clean herself up. 

                  Amelia’s face was flushed, her hair was all over the place, any makeup she had on Daniel managed to sweat off her.  She did as she was told and got dressed.  When she came out of the bathroom, Daniel was sitting on the couch, “ready?”  “I just need to grab my purse, and run a comb through my hair, it looks a mess.”  “How are your panties?”  Her shocked expression made him laugh, “Who are you?  Who knew this licentious devil was lurking under your prim and proper exterior.”  “You didn’t answer my question.”  She shook her head and fought the urge to roll her eyes at him, “Wet, and not particularly comfortable at the moment.  But I will survive.”  His smirk was annoyingly adorable.  “What sounds good to you for dinner?”  “Room service.”  He let out a laugh and a sigh.  “Whatever will I do with you?”  “Clearly, whatever you please,” her eyes darkening as she said that.  He walked over to her and pulled her into a tight hug that enveloped her, “I want food, grab your coat and shoes.  Leave your hair exactly as it is.”  “Daniel, it looks like I..” “like you just had sex, seeing as it was with me, I’m ok with it, and no one else‘s opinion should matter.”  She sighed, “you’re making it very hard for me to not roll my eyes at you.”  He leaned in and kissed her, and said, “good,” as he ushered her out the door.

                  They rode down in the elevator in awkward silence.  He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him, with a concerned look he asked, “is everything ok?”  She smiled and nodded yes.  “Are you sure, is it because I wanted to go out to eat?”  She shook her head and gave him a reassuring smile, “no Daniel, I mean yes I would have preferred to stay in the room, but…” she paused trying to find the right words. “What is it Amelia,” the distress in his voice evident.  The elevator doors opened to the lobby, they stepped out, he pulled her into a quiet corner, and he searched her eyes trying to figure out if everything was OK, “what happened in the three minute elevator ride?”  “I think that once we left the room, it suddenly became very real, I don’t know how to explain it.  I just feel a little awkward, maybe embarrassed is the right word, I don’t know.” He grabbed her chin and tipped it up to give her a chaste kiss on her lips.  “Let’s go back upstairs to our little cocoon, we can order room service.  I didn’t mean to rush you and make you uncomfortable.”  “Are you sure?”  He nodded and placed his forehead against hers, “I was being a little too…insistent.  I didn’t take into consideration how overwhelmed you may be.”  “That’s the right word, overwhelmed. I’m feeling a lot of things all at once, thank you.” 

                  In the rode back up in the elevator he wrapped his arm around her, and she sank against him, exhausted, physically, mentally, and emotionally.  In the room, Daniel pulled out the room service menu, “what do you want to eat?”  “Just order me some fry’s that will be fine, I’m not really hungry at the moment…for food anyway?  “A guy can get whiplash from you, one second you’re shy and quiet, the next you are brazen and wanton.”  “We are back in our little cocoon,” she said with a teasing grin. 

                  Daniel ordered dinner and they sat together on the couch.  “Still feeling overwhelmed?”  “I don’t know why I’m nervous, I think now that the sexual tension is eased, at least for me,” she said giving him a furtive smile, “I guess I’m at a loss for words.”  He attempted to disguise his derisive snort as a cough, but he failed miserably.  She elbowed him in the side, and gave him a withering look, “Are you laughing at me?”  “I would never..” “Yes, you would!”  “I already figured out that that when you get…let’s say animated…that you need to have your perspective…shifted.”  Amelia chewed her bottom lip to conceal her smile.  “I need the crazy fucked out of me??”  He laughed raucously, “those are your words Amelia, not mine, but very well said, you become quite agreeable after an orgasm.”  “I mean, doesn’t EVERYONE, I can’t be the only person on the planet who becomes more amenable after one.”  He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.  “I think part of my unease is that we don’t really know each other that well.  In case you haven’t figured it out Daniel, I can be a tad much at times.”  His eyebrows raised and he said, “maybe just a tad.”  To which she stuck her tongue out playfully at him.  “No worries, Amelia, I like you exactly as you are.  That’s what I think attracted me to you in the first place, of course there is the obvious physical attraction,” the mention of which made him shift in his seat, “But I love that you speak your mind, that you mean what you say, and say what you mean.  That is very refreshing.  From that first day in class, you were unapologetically yourself.  And you are wonderful, and funny, and smart mouthed, and stubborn, and kind, and a whole host of other things, you will make things interesting Amelia, life with you will never be boring.  The rest of it, we can figure out as we go along.”  “The rest is a lot, I swear, I have a temper, I’m opinionated, I’m incapable of bullshit, and even though it was in the book, I do have a congenital heart defect, and I will require open heart surgery in probably five or six years.  It’s a lot, and I promise I will not hold it against you if that is more than you want to deal with.  Oh, and I have five cats, plus I feed like ten others around my neighborhood along with the squirrels and crows.  And Lucy and I are a package deal, she is not going anywhere.  I have lived with her for forty-three of my forty-eight years on this planet, and she has health issues.  We have taken care of each other much of our life, where I go, she goes.” Daniel watched her intently; he could see her shoulders relax as she unburdened her soul.  She wouldn’t make eye contact with him, she only stared down at her hands.  Daniel pulled her face towards his, and he saw the tears welling in her eyes, he gently tweaked her nose and with a sweet smile said, “is that all?”  She laughed as the tears fell from her eyes, he pulled her into his lap and let her lay her head on his shoulder and hugged her.  “Oh, and I can’t have kids.”  David nuzzled his face into her neck, “anything else?”  She pulled back to see his face, needing to see his eyes, “It’s a lot I know, I will understand if it’s more than you feel like dealing with…no hard feelings.”  “I meant it when I said you were stuck with me, I’m not going anywhere.  I find your openness and honesty very refreshing, and rather endearing Amelia,” as he kissed the tip of her nose. 

                  The hotel staff knocked on the door, and Amelia got up to get the food.  The waiter gave her the slip to sign, “hey babe, do you care if I sign the bill?”  He nodded to her to go ahead and sign.  Once she shut the door he said, “Babe huh,” as his nose wrinkled.  “Sorry, I use nicknames, you’re not a fan I take it?”  “No, I don’t mind a nickname, I just don’t care for babe.”  “Do you have a preference?  Sweetheart, honey, darling, baby, sugar plum, Liebchen, pumpkin, snickerdoodle, or something else?”  “Liebchen, what is that?”  “It’s German, my mom would call us that sometimes, it’s basically sweetheart, sugar plum was one of hers too.”  Daniel smiled, “any of them are fine, though I do prefer for nicknames to be used in private.”  Amelia nodded her head, “I’ll try, I can’t promise it won’t slip out in public from time to time.”  “That’s fine, but let’s keep baby for the bedroom.”  She eyed him suggestively, and he continued “when you call me baby, that will mean you want me to be sweet and gentle, and if you call me daddy, well that can mean you would like it…not gentle.”  Amelia’s breath quickened and she bit her bottom lip as she nodded in agreement, her cheeks turning that delicious pink hue he enjoyed so much.  His eyes darkened as he looked at her, “let’s eat before we get…sidetracked.” 

                  “Anything you want to know about me Amelia,” he asked in between bites of his food.  “Everything,” she said with a sincere expression.  “Everything is rather ambiguous.”  “Have you ever been attracted to another student?”  Daniel shifted uncomfortably in his seat, “Attracted to no, have found attractive yes.  I’m human I notice if a person is attractive, but to me that’s not the same thing as being attracted to them, if that makes sense.”  “No, it does, I mean I can say George Clooney is handsome, but I’m not attracted to him in the sense that I would want to date him, now Keanu Reeves…” she said with a humongous grin on her face.  “Shoot, I’d date Keanu Reeves.”  “You’re an idiot...you know that right?”  His hand coming up to his heart in a mocking gesture, “you wound me!”  She kneeled in front of him and kissed his hand still covering his heart and said, “but you’re my idiot.”  He was suddenly no longer interested in his food, she was kneeling in between his legs, her face sincere and sweet, as she stared up at him through her lashes provocatively.  Daniel felt himself swallow hard, and her eyes became dark with desire.  He went to pull her up so he could kiss her, and she pulled away, “NO, it’s my turn.”  He stared at her like the goddess she was, in awe of her beauty, and how she went from shy to lascivious with the speed of a formula one car.  She leaned up and nibbled on his ear and trailed soft wet kisses down his neck and up the other side to his other ear.  Her hand rubbing the inside of his thigh and teasing his growing erection.  He felt as though he may explode at any moment.  She unbuttoned his pants and gently extricated his erect penis from its confines.  She stroked it several times teasing the tip achingly slow, she could feel his body convulse at her touch.  He groaned in pleasure as her mouth took every inch of him in, slow and deep, his hands instinctively pushing her head down all the way to the base, the pressure as she sucked was pure perfection.  The way her tongue would swirl the tip until he thought he might go insane.  The masterful way she used her mouth, and tongue, and teeth in perfect unison.  He had never known pleasure like this.  Fast, then achingly slow, hard and tight, wet and loose, Jesus Christ he was about to cum.  Amelia could feel him start to twitch inside of her mouth as he had his hands in her hair guiding her.  “I’m going to cum Amelia,” and he pushed her head down deep again as he found his release.  The warm liquid shooting down the back of her throat.  He tensed and she slowly pulled back up his shaft and sucked at the tip a little harder when she finally released him from her mouth.  His breathing erratic, and his hands still in her hair as he pulled her up to kiss her.  He tasted his saltiness, but mixed with her sweetness, and the combination was intoxicating.