Twin Flames, Two Souls Journey Through Time – The Professor - Chapter 12

                  He pulled away from her lips with his hands on her face and stared at her so admiringly, her eyes soft, full of adoration and perhaps even love, though he couldn’t think about that now.  “My god, you were right, I had absolutely no idea who I was dealing with, that was…just…amazing.”  She blushed, “aw shucks, you flatter me.”  He hugged her tightly, “you take my breath away, in more ways than one.”  Her eyes crinkled by her wicked grin, “be glad I only use my powers for good.”  He laughed against her neck, “oh, believe me I am, because holy shit Amelia, I would literally give you anything you wanted right about now.”  “Well, well, well, look who is the amenable one now.”  He pulled away to give her a withering look, but her smile forced a chuckle instead, “when you’re right, you’re right, I can’t even suggest otherwise.”  She gently ran her fingers along his face and planted a single kiss on his lips.  She stood up, and he pulled her back down onto his lap, “I didn’t say you could go anywhere.”  “I was unaware I needed your permission, Sir,” her smirk causing him to get hard again, which she felt as she purposefully ground against him saying, “I take it you’re not hungry anymore…”  “Oh honey, that was only the appetizer, I’m still well and hungry for the main course,” his eyes dark and ravenous.  She straddled him and he kissed her as though his life depended on it; the scary part was he wasn’t sure that it didn’t. 

                  He loved the feel of her as she grinded against him, his hands in her hair, his mouth on her neck, and the way she moaned with delight when he did, granting him further access to it...to her.  The way her body responds to his touch, they move in perfect harmony, even though they have never been together they each knew the other so well.  “How is this even possible,” he groaned in her ear.  “Because we have known each other before, our bodies are remembering what our minds do not.”  He dragged himself away from her neck and her utterly enticing smell so that he could see her face.  “Maybe you are right, because nothing else makes sense.”  “I know it makes me sound crazy,” “I don’t think you’re crazy…well not for thinking that” he said with a smirk.  “And who knew that such a libertine was masquerading under your professional persona?”  He tugged her head back sharply, and nipped hungrily at her pulse point, her body writhing to his touch.  She reached up to unbutton his shirt whilst his mouth claimed her, she raked her nails softly through his chest hair as he quivered at her touch.  “Get up, I want you on the bed…it’s my turn” he said with a smoldering gaze.  She rose off his lap, and he took her hand and led her to the bedroom. 

He lifted her hands up over her head and softly tugged her shirt off.  He then unbuttoned her jeans and watched as they fell to the floor, and she stood there in her bra and panties, thoroughly enjoying the view.  He playfully pushed her onto the bed.  He finished unbuttoning his shirt and took it off along with his jeans, as she stared lustfully at him.  “Lie down,” his voice husky and insistent, their eyes never once leaving the others.  He edged up the bed at a snail’s pace, taunting her with each moment that passed.  Her breath quickening, and him enjoying how her breasts swelled with each inhale and exhale.  His hand tenderly caressing her soft pale skin, “I honestly thought I knew how you would feel, how soft your skin was, but nothing, and I do mean nothing compares to the real thing, you are even better than I imagined.”  Her hand reaching up to touch his face, as he leaned into it, then bringing her palm to his lips where he kissed it, then started trailing kisses up her arm tormentingly slow, past over her shoulder, then down her collar bone, and nuzzling at the cleavage spilling out of her bra, which conveniently snapped in the front, allowing for it’s easy and hasty removal.  His mouth was claiming a nipple while his fingers gently teased the other.  Her body beckoning to him, as though it was silently screaming his name, the frequency of which his soul fully felt.  His mouth was trailing down her stomach while his hand tickled the inside of her thigh.  He could feel her body vibrating at his touch, as it grew hot and insistent for a release.  He took his hand and skimmed her sex through her panties, and he could feel her wetness through the fabric, to which he yanked them to the side and inserted two fingers inside of her, a loud moan escaping her mouth while she pawed at the bed with wild abandon.  He could watch her writhe with ecstasy all day, he had never been so turned on watching someone else and knowing that it was him giving her this pleasure made him feel like he was about to explode.  He withdrew his fingers abruptly catching her off guard, he tore her panties off, unable to contain himself any longer, and entered her slowly, wanting to feel her body respond to him. 

                  Amelia’s whole body shivered with ecstasy, as he filled her like no one had ever done before.  She moved her hips beckoning him greedily to move, and he zealously answered her plea.  His mouth back on hers, kissing her slowly, tenderly, lovingly as her fingers traced the muscles on his back, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her release building with every thrust.  He lifted his body up so that he could look at her, he wanted to see every single inch of her, “touch yourself.”  She knew it was not a suggestion, so she took one of her fingers and inserted it in his mouth, he sucked on it, and then she withdrew it and then began touching herself.  With each thrust from him and flick of her finger she felt herself building and building to her undoing.  He suddenly moved so that he was lying on the bottom, and she was on top.  She leaned down to kiss him and then sat back up as her hands pressed into his chest as she eased up and down on him, grinding down slow and hard, how she savored every single inch of him, that thought bringing a smile to her face.  He pulled her closer to him and started moving at an accelerated pace.  She trailed kisses down his chest and took turns licking and gently biting his nipples, his body bursting with sheer elation.  He rolled her back underneath him, placing one of her knees in the crook of his elbow as he placed his arms around her shoulders, allowing himself to be as deep as he possibly could be.  Their breathing rapid and erratic, he reached down to play with her clitoris circling it mind numbingly slow while he increased the rate of his thrust, the combination tipping her over the edge.  Her brow furrowed, her hands digging into his back, while she moaned “fuck…Daniel,” and when he heard her say his name he let go, collapsing on top of her. 

                  They lay perfectly still together as their breathing returned to normal, his head on her chest while she gently stroked his head and back.  She winced when he pulled out and rolled off next to her.  Her hand reaching over to gently stroke his head as they both found their bearings again.  He grabbed her hand and kissed it.  She turned on her side and laid her head on his chest and he wrapped his arm around her, as she ran her hands gently through his chest hair, and he ran his fingers along her arm. 

She glanced at the clock on the bedside table and groaned that it was already after 9pm, she should look at her phone to make sure Lucy hadn’t called the national guard.  As she went to get up, he held her in place, “are you leaving?” he asked beseechingly.  “I was just going to look at my phone, I’m sure my sister has texted me.  And I’m pretty sure I have another appearance tomorrow morning,” she sighed heavily.  “Duty calls I guess, I actually have class in the morning myself,” he said with a trace of despondency.  She sat up and found her underwear on the bed, still wet from his dexterous hands.  “You know these are La Perla right?” “Is that supposed to mean something?”  “It means that you Sir, are responsible for ruining a $110 pair of underwear.”  His eyes got big, “you paid $110 for a single pair of panties…have you lost your mind?”  “I didn’t hear you complaining about them twenty minutes ago?”  He cocked his eyebrow at her and pulled her back down on top of him, “Since they are already ruined, maybe they belong to me now.”  “Daniel Victor Hillard!”  “You know my middle name?”  “It’s listed in the school catalog, and in your email address, what can I say, I’m observant.”  “What’s yours?”  “Anne, with an E” “Amelia Anne Jenkins, Huh…I bet you heard that name more than once growing up.”  Her mouth turned up in a half grin, “once or twice, Lucy still call’s me that, it drives me nuts, we will be in the middle of Target, and she screams out Amelia Anne, and I’m always like hey stop putting my business out there lady.”  “I can already tell I’m going to like your sister.”  She smacked his arm teasingly and his eyes turned black with desire, and he started kissing her feverishly, as he pulled her down over him, she thought she will just check her phone…later. 

                  Amelia saw the light filtering in through the windows and she asked Siri for the time, 8:22am…”FUUUUUUUUUCCKKKKKK,” Danie’s eyes sprung open, “what’s wrong?”  “It’s 8:22am, I knew I was going to oversleep.”  “Oh shit, I had a class start fifteen minutes ago.”  He pulled out his phone, typed a message out to his students that class was cancelled for the day, and he apologized for the late notice.  He then emailed his dean and told him something had come up and that he wouldn’t be in today.  Amelia was trying to gather her clothes and text Lucy that she was going to be up in the room in a minute.  Daniel watched her scurry around the room, trying not to laugh, “it’s not funny, I’m supposed to be downtown at 10am for a radio interview.  You dickmatized me, and now I’m going to be late.”  “I’m sorry, I what??”  “You heard me, I hate being late.”  “It’s a radio show Amelia; can’t you just call in and tell them that you won’t be able to be in studio and do the interview over the phone?”  “I probably can, but we still need to check out of the hotel by 10am, and I have to take a shower and pack and…”  He got up and gave her a hug, “I’m sorry I dickmatized you,” he couldn’t even get the word out without laughing.  “Yeah, I can tell you are really upset about it.”  “I just never heard that word before, don’t be mad.”  “I’m not mad, I’m just annoyed with myself.”  She pulled back from his embrace and gave him a kiss and said, “you can dickmatized me anytime you want, but I do have to go.”  He stuck out his bottom lip to pout, so she bit it, his eyes turned dark, and he tugged her closer while his hands pressed her against his growing erection.  “Baby I have to go, seven orgasms in a twelve hour span is my limit,” “Oh I think you have one more in you.”  Amelia could feel her resolve waning, especially when he started kissing her neck, “Daniel...” “Then take a shower with me, two birds with one stone, that’s a good compromise.”  She pulled away, even though she wanted nothing else but to spend the next month in bed entangled with each other.  She handed him her phone and opened a new text message, “here text yourself from my phone, and that way we have each other’s phone number, and I promise I will text you as soon as I’m done with my interview.”  He begrudgingly let go of her and took her phone and sent himself a text message.  The ding being heard on the nightstand.  She grabbed her clothes and quickly dressed, she took her underwear and handed them to him “Here is your trophy.”  His smile immediately returning, “You know if you do that to another pair I’m sending you a bill.”  “Hey, I didn’t hear you complaining in the moment.”  “My brain was missing in action, that is the only time my brain just turns off, and I’m completely lost in the moment.”  “Oh, I’m well aware, you would be surprised what you say while in the…throes of passion.”  She eyed him suspiciously, “like what?”  “Stay and I’ll tell you,” he said his eyes alight with mischievousness.  She leaned in and gave him a kiss, “I’ll text you as soon as I’m done, I promise,” and then she leaned down and kissed his chest right where his heart is.  The gesture made him tear up, though he tried to play it off, but she saw what she saw. 

                  As she was standing in the elevator she heard her phone buzz, “Thank you for my trophy, and just so you know, you smell divine.  I miss you already.”  She sent the rolling eyes emoji and the biting lip emoji; she knew the rolling eyes would make him smile.  He responded, “Keep it up Amelia,” and he added the splayed hand emoji with the peach emoji.  She could feel herself biting her bottom lip, and she replied “promises, promises.” 

                  Lucy gave Amelia a knowing smile when she walked into their room, Amelia blushed and grabbed a muffin off the catering cart and jumped into the shower.  As the hot water cascaded down on her, she couldn’t help but think about how much had changed in less than twenty-four hours, and she was also regretting not taking Daniel up on his offer.  Being an adult is not what they hyped it up to be.  As she wrapped the towel around her body, Lucy knocked on the door to let her know that she was able to get the radio interview changed to 11am.  Amelia thanked her while she inhaled her last bite of muffin.  She checked her phone, and Daniel had not responded to her, she frowned hoping that he would continue with their playful banter.  She texted him, “I wish I would have taken you up on your offer.”  “Hoping to get a reprieve?”  There he was, “What’s the fun in that?”  Amelia was delighted as she saw those three little bubbles as he typed his response.  Amelia was aware of who she was, that she enjoyed pushing buttons, not all the time of course, but she knew that she needed a man who would know when to tell her that she needed to dial down the crazy.  When he got angry that day in class when she called herself an idiot, he showed her that he was indeed capable of letting her know when she had gone too far.  But Daniel was also kind, and patient, and funny, and smart, and sexy, she felt as though she had won the lottery.  And my goodness, his abilities in the bedroom, now that was truly winning the lottery.  It’s always those quiet unassuming ones that you must watch out for.  A knot started forming in her stomach, the realization that now she knew what she would be missing if they didn’t work out, terrified her.  She wasn’t sure why she couldn’t just enjoy the moment, always waiting for the rug to be pulled out from under her.  The sad part is there is nothing that can be done, and she knew that, so she was going to try and enjoy the moment, because what a lovely moment it was.  He responded, “I’m checking out and then I’m going to drive down to my apartment, I’ll text you something wholly inappropriate once I get home.  Hope the interview goes well.”  Sweet Daniel might just be her favorite.

                  The radio interview was going well, the usual questions, everyone wants to know about the professor, and every guy always wants to ask her about the teeth thing.  Guys really are simple creatures.  She had gotten good at explaining that it was open to interpretation, and that the great thing about reading is that each person gets to decide for themselves what that moment would be for them.  Apparently, Daniel was listening to the interview, because during that question he texted her and said he would be happy to call in and give a testimonial.  She responded that she appreciated the offer but that it wasn’t necessary.  The callers had lots of questions about twin flames, the one always asked was how do you know when you have met your twin flame?  There was no real explanation, “I know that this is not what people will want to hear, but you just know.  It is as though everything around you was out of focus, and then suddenly bam, you see everything with perfect clarity.  It feel’s different.”  Amelia wished she could describe it, but she could only state how she felt.  She wasn’t sure if that was how everyone felt or not.  From what Daniel described, his experience was similar, however, she was certainly not going to be bringing him up, nor would she ever think of speaking for him.  That was not her place to do so.  The host decided to take one last call and Amelia immediately recognized Daniel’s voice and she tried desperately to disguise her smile and conceal the concern in her eyes from the host, “Harper, how did things work out with the professor?”  She could hear the smile in his voice, and it annoyed her, “I don’t speak about my personal dating life, I would like to honor both of our privacy.”  “That’s too bad, if it were me, I’d want the world to know.”  She chuckled and said, “well thank you for that, I appreciate the compliment.”  The host ended the call, and her phone immediately buzzed, “I would have paid to see your face.”  That was two times in as many days.  He was going to have people asking questions, but perhaps that is what he wanted to do.  It felt very much like he was marking his territory, which while parts of her thoroughly enjoyed the thought, the feminist in her was itching to retaliate.  As she left the radio station, she texted Daniel she was a woman of her word after all, “I’m leaving now, and I do believe we are more than even now.” 

                  Daniel got slightly concerned that his little joke may not have landed as he had hoped.  He called and he heard her pick up the phone, but she did not say anything.  “Amelia, are you there?”  “Yes, chuckles I’m here, please do not do that again.  These interviews are difficult enough for me, and as you so love pointing out I have no poker face.”  “You’re right, I apologize, but I did mean it when I said I want the world to know.”  Just like him to say something completely charming and utterly disarming.  “Are you sure?”  “Yes, of course, why wouldn’t I?”  “It’s brand new, and what if…” “Life doesn’t come with a guarantee, Amelia, and I’m fully aware of exactly who you are.  Are you having doubts?”  “Not about you, no.”  “Then what?”  “I’m scared, things change, and what if you change your mind, or I do something that makes you really angry, I now know what I’d be missing and the idea of losing you is terrifying, as is the fact that we are having this conversation, after a single day spent together.”  “I’m sure you will do things to piss me off, and I KNOW that I will piss you off as well, but we are talking about it, as long as we communicate with each other, other than cheating, I don’t see anything that would ever be unfixable.”  “I would never Daniel, I hope you know that.  And you should also know that that is a HUGE deal breaker for me, cheating of any kind, physical or emotional.  I would never be able to look at you the same way, and I have no interest in being with someone whom I cannot trust.  I would constantly wonder every time you left the house, or were late getting back, and I won’t live like that.”  “I’m glad to hear that, I feel the same way.  I think we are both struggling with feelings that we have kept repressed for over five years, and now we are both all over the place.”  Amelia knew he was correct; the feelings were overwhelming even before they were intimate, and now they are even more chaotic.  “You’re right.”  “Imagine how much simpler life would be Amelia, if you just always assumed that to be the case.”  She could hear the smile on his face as he said that which in turn made her roll her eyes.  “I heard you roll your eyes just now.” “Oh, did you Nostradamus, that’s a neat trick.”  “Tell me I’m wrong.”  Her silence spoke volumes.  “That’s what I thought.  What are you doing for the rest of the day?”  She snorted, “you mean besides you?”  She heard him start coughing, like something went down the wrong pipe, “Are you OK?”  Laughing he said, “life will never be boring with you, and yes, besides that?”  “The driver is taking us back to our house, I’m going to unpack, spend some time with my cats, and probably take a nap, I didn’t get much sleep last night.”  “I wouldn’t count on getting much tonight either if I were you.  Where do you live, I don’t think you told me.”  “We live in Vallejo, by the Napa River, it’s actually quite lovely.”  “Would it be OK if I came over later today?”  “You don’t have to ask.  But it will take probably over two hours to get here, especially on a Friday night.”  “You will make it up to me.”  Amelia blushed and gave him the address, and she let Lucy know that he would be coming over.