Prof Logan's POV

I was esctatic and happy for this incredible, massive opportunity I never thought I'd experience or achieve in my entire life. I can't believe my luck right now. I can't believe I'm presently standing in her living room, gazing at the object of my obsession, looking as beautiful and sexy as fuck as always. That singlet, with those inviting glimpses of her magnificent, tight, denim shorts, revealing every single shape and contour of her buttocks…

Fuck.

I can already feel my cock stretching uncontrollably in my pants as I struggle to keep my sanity intact and not do anything crazy yet. I have to take this slowly. I don't want to rush things. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if I make the biggest mistake ever and allow everything to come crashing down, it will leave me with a lifetime of extreme regret.

I know I don't actually need to work too hard to achieve this aim of mine. It's already been evident from the beginning that she fancies me. The way she keeps looking at me, the way she avoids my gaze whenever I turn to look at her, the way she's extremely nervous whenever I try to make small talk with her, even though they're entirely professional… And fucking Lord, the way she bites those sexy-looking pink lips of hers whenever she wants to answer a question in class. God, it just drives me completely mad. I don't even have any sort of perfect way in my head to think rationally whenever she begins to look at me with those sexy eyes of hers.

I look at her thighs, and I can swear my head spins. So smooth and so silky and so creamy white and so alluring all at the same time. I'm suddenly feeling the urge to just hold tightly against her, and then a strange erotic image comes to my mind: a picture of myself holding her hard against myself, spreading her legs, and getting in between those nice-looking, beautiful thighs, while I rail and pound her against the sofa as she screams my name.

Fuck. My cock becomes incredibly visibly hard in my pants, but I try my possible best to keep my desires under control, using every single struggle I can muster to ensure that she doesn't look down and behold the visible bulge.

"So, aren't you going to move over so we can begin the lessons, or do you intend to just stand there looking at me like you've never seen me before?" I tell her, watching as she chuckles and looks around her, scratching her hand against her neck nervously. I can notice the glistening of her skin, signifying just how extremely nervous she is, and it's causing her to sweat.

"I'm sorry, my books are not here, so I will have to head upstairs to my room to get them immediately."

"Good. I need you to do that as quickly as possible because I don't have all the time in the world. I have something important I need to get to right now," I tell her immediately, watching as she nods her head quickly.

She quickly turns around to go, and I behold the alluring sight of her beautiful, nicely shaped ass bouncing invitingly as she walks away, and I lose control of myself.

Crap!

"Wait." I call instantly, and watch as she stops immediately a few meters away from the staircase. She slowly turns around to look at me with those beautiful brown eyes of hers, and I smile mischievously.

"Come over here. I'm noticing something at your back. I want to help you get it off," I say, and she looks a little bit hesitant.

I take a deep breath and shake my head.

"Hey, take a deep breath and relax, okay? I'm not doing anything to harm you. I'm actually serious. There's something at the back of your singlet that doesn't look nice. Your hand won't be able to reach it, so I just want to help you."

She looks at me for a short while with disbelief in her eyes before slowly walking over to me. She stands before me, and I give her a signal asking her to turn around and back me. She slowly obeys, and I can notice how her hands are visibly trembling, probably wondering what I'm about to do to her. I smell her, and then find myself gazing down at her enormous backside a few meters away from my elongated, erect cock, and my brain begins to spin excessively hard in my head.

Fuck. I'm going so crazy right now, and I'm losing control of myself. I bite down hard against my bottom lip as I continue to look at her buttocks, feeling the supreme urge to bring my hands down and squeeze it and caress it, and probably slide my hand down to her pussy beneath.

Fuck.

I shake my head quickly and clear my throat, trying to regain control of my sanity. She's literally driving me so insane right now, and a time will come where I might not be able to control myself.

I smile as I quickly brush my hand against her back, pretending as if I actually removed something. "Great, it's gone now. Go and get your books. We don't have all the time in the world."

I notice her shoulders quickly relax after going through a heavy tension, and it makes me smile. This is just the beginning, baby girl. You have no idea how numerous the amount of things I want to do to you.

I seriously cannot wait to see her kneeling before me when I slam myself into that beautiful, tight pussy of hers. I find myself thinking and imagining how tight she will be around me, and it makes me clench my teeth together. I am slowly losing control of myself.

She's probably still going to be a virgin, and that is just how I like it. I want to be the first one to taste her. I want to be the first one to have her. I want to be the first one to claim her. She is mine and nobody else's.

She slowly begins to make her way towards the staircase once again, but then she trips against my backpack on the floor a few meters away, almost falling to the ground. I quickly grab hold of her waist and pull her backwards, holding her tightly against myself, feeling the suppressed, uncontrollable contact of her ass pressing hard against my hard dick, and she gasps.

Oh, great, I guess. There goes my control. I'm about to lose my sanity right now, and she probably has already felt the effect of what I'm feeling for her right now. I'm finding it so extremely hard and reluctant to let go as I continue to hold her tightly against myself, enjoying the feeling of her soft ass against my dick.

God, I think I can already feel myself cuming just feeling it alone. How then am I going to feel when I slam hard into her and she screams my name?

Fuck. I find myself suddenly shivering uncontrollably as I hold her tightly behind me, slowly planting a slight kiss against her shoulder.

She shivers at the contact, and the fact that she is not actually protesting against this is what's making me even harder. I mean, what else am I supposed to expect? She actually wants this. This is something I've noticed in her since the very beginning I laid eyes on her.

She has always been craving me. She has always wanted me, and I've realized the amount of jealousy she exhibits whenever I flirt with the other female teachers. The realization of all that just keeps making me go crazy, and I've always thought of trying to figure out a way I can get to her.

But it would sound extremely unprofessional for a professor to have any sort of intimate affair with any of the students, and it would have tainted my reputation back at school. But now this is my chance. It's just going to be the both of us every single day for an entire fucking month. I'm going to have her to myself alone without any interruptions.

Thank goodness she is mostly alone at home. Her younger brother, Ezra has soccer practice every evening by this time till dusk and her father… Well, there is no way he can ever be around. May his perfect soul rest in peace.

I find myself groaning, struggling to regain control of my sanity as I hold her tightly to myself, still planting slow, slight kisses against her shoulder.

"Uhmm… Professor Logan," she whispers softly, "you need to stop, please. What are you doing? We need to start the lesson right now," she says, and it makes me smile.

I chuckle and quickly clear my throat, trying to regain control of myself as I shake my head briskly.

"Oh yes, of course, you're right. no problem," I say, and slowly let go of her body reluctantly. Oh, good Lord, I miss the feeling of that soft ass against my dick. I want to feel it once again. I want her to bend over. I want to grip tightly against her hair and insert myself deep into her so that every single thing she would think about and remember all the days of her life is me.

I chuckle and continue to watch her ass as she slowly begins to walk away, and I can't resist the temptation to just tap against it swiftly.

She gasps and quickly turns around to look at me with shock. "What the hell is the meaning of that? That is just so unprofessional," she says loudly, and it makes me smile as I gaze at her intensely, winking at her.

I observe the movement of her throat, and she swallows hard immediately I do that, and it makes me smile.

"Yeah, I know it's unprofessional, dear, and I have no intention of doing anything else to you. I just love the sight of your backside, though. It looks well-shaped and nicely curved."

" Never knew you were hiding this precious treasure beneath that bulky-looking school uniform of yours. But well, you have nothing to worry about, okay? There is nothing that's going to be unprofessional between the both of us as long as I'm lecturing here at home"

"No one is going to question us, and no one here to determine what I want to do to enable you to understand anything I want you to understand. Do you get me? And for the record, don't let anything get into your head. I'm not after you in any specific way. I'm only here to lecture you."

She looks at me for a brief moment, and I notice the disappointment crossing her expression. The sight of that just makes me smile intensely.

"Oh dear, you are seriously going to be the death of me," I think to myself as I nod my head quickly and dismiss her so she can go and get her books.

Then I relax against the sofa, thinking deeply of my easy luck and smiling to myself.

This coming month is literally going to be the best month of my life..

Maya's POV

I find myself stumbling quickly up the staircase, straight into my room, and shutting the door as quickly as I can before leaning against it, panting hard. I'm desperately trying to catch my breath and recover from the extreme, uncontrollable palpitation of my heart after what I just experienced a few minutes ago.

Okay, this is fucking crazy. This is literally the most bizarre experience I've ever gone through in my life. I can't believe what the hell is going on right now. My brain is literally having a hard time trying to process everything and organize all the thoughts in my head.

He fucking touched me. God, he even kissed me on the shoulder.

I shake my head quickly, feeling the strange sensations already moving through my body. And then the confusing fact that he was actually extremely hard as hell just makes me feel so stupid right now. I'm suddenly feeling extremely funny between my legs, feeling my pussy pulsating with an uncontrollable desire I thought I would never experience in my life.

Oh, good lord, this is really, really crazy. Things are about to get extremely intense, and I'm directly at the center of it.

I chuckle nervously to myself as I scratch my hair furiously, gazing around the room with confusion.

What the hell did I even come in here to pick up? I wonder to myself, biting hard against my bottom lip, still remembering the feeling of his hard dick against my ass. The fact that I had actually imagined bending over so he can have access to my pussy at that very moment is what's making my entire body feel so riled up.

Oh, good lord, this is so crazy. I can't control it. I can feel it taking perfect control over my entire body. My nipples are erect, my pussy is pulsating uncontrollably and clenching tight with an extreme craving to get filled up while I curl my toes together with frustration and raw desire.

I'm suddenly panting hard and struggling to regain control of myself, feeling my entire body trembling visibly. Okay, this is really, really crazy, and I hate to admit this, but I guess his presence has already made the entire feeling even far much worse than it was previously.

Everything he had just done to me in the past few minutes has already given me a very huge suggestion.

Yeah, I know he said he's only here to teach me and nothing else, but why the hell would he tap against my ass in that manner and then make feel him extremely hard against my buttocks?

What the hell is making him hard? And why would he confess to me having a very nicely shaped butt?

Oh, good Lord, I rake my fingers through my hair with frustration, not even caring that they are becoming disheveled. Will I be able to contain what I'm going to experience if I get back down to that sitting room?

There is literally no way nothing is going to happen with the level of tension I'm already feeling coming from him. He's going to do so many fucking crazy things to me, and I just know it.

Everything has been evident in his eyes directly from the very beginning, his stepped into my door. For some unfortunate, strange reason, I don't know why I'm not even feeling guilty about it. I'm feeling fucking extremely excited. I want it. This is something I've been craving for literally almost every single fucking day of my life, and now it is right here before me, before my very eyes.

Crap.

I chuckle nervously as I finally remember what I actually came into the room for. I walk over towards my bed and pick up all my lesson notes and textbooks, glancing at each and everyone of them to ensure that it is the right one. Then I quickly step out of my room, slowly shutting the door as calmly as I can.

I glance at the staircase ahead of me, thinking if I should really relax first before stepping down there. Stepping back down there is like stepping into a realm of something that might probably change the course of my life forever.

I shake my head quickly, allowing my body to do the thinking this time.

There is really nothing to think about. I'm going to head down there, and I'm going to sit down and focus on the lesson no matter what he tries to do to me.

"And then if he attempts to seduce you?" I hear my mind asking me, and this makes me bite against my bottom lip. I can't lie to my soul, but hell, there is no way in fucking bloody Massachusetts that I will be able to resist if he decides to touch me.

There is no way I will be able to. I am definitely going to fucking succumb.

I shake my head quickly and tuck my hair behind my ears before quickly stepping down the staircase with my books in my hand. The sitting room finally comes to view, and I observe his huge-looking muscular body relaxed against the sofa, staring around with a mischievous kind of smile on his face. Then he slowly turns his head to look at me.

"Well, you really, really took your time, didn't you?" he says, forcing me to smile nervously at him.

"I'm really so sorry. I just wanted to ensure that I was picking up the right books."

He looks at me for a brief moment, and I observe his eyes trail down towards my nose and then my lips and then towards my breasts. I feel a strange tingling sensation that moves through them, making them feel extremely taut and erect beneath my singlet.

Crap.

Why am I feeling the sudden urge to take them off right now?

However, I shake my head and struggle to regain control of myself before sitting down about a few feet away from him on the sofa.

He chuckles and looks at me for a brief minute. He shakes his head before lifting up his hand slowly and unbuttoning his shirt, and I look at him with wide eyes.

Uhhmm, what the hell is he doing?

"You know, you don't actually need to be so extremely nervous whenever you are with me, Maya. I need you to be free, okay? Just be yourself. We are not in school, and there's no one to criticize you or judge you about anyhow you behave. Just feel free to be you. I'm not going to criticize you, and if I see that there's something you are not doing right, it is my duty here to correct you and not make you feel embarrassed, okay?"

I look at him with confusion, my eyes wide, completely distracted by the view of his glistening smooth, silky, well-carved muscular body as he finally takes off the last of his shirt, leaving him completely bare-chested on the sofa.

Fuck.

Okay, this is so fucking crazy, but why the hell is he suddenly getting naked in my sitting room?

"Uhm... Sir, please, why are you removing your shirt?" I ask, looking at him as he smirks.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, my bad. I hope I'm not inconveniencing you. I'm just kind of feeling really, really free, and I feel the need to let go of it because I have been battling with the intense clutches of this shirt all day in school, and since I am here, I'm comfortable enough to take it off so I can regain the freedom I have been craving for literally 15 hours."

I chuckle nervously at him, nodding my head, as if understanding what he is saying. Yeah, he sounds really stupid, and it doesn't even make sense what he is telling me right now.

I know what he is doing. He is trying to fucking rile me up. He is trying to get me aroused so that I won't be able to resist probably if he tries to seduce me, and goddess knows that he is really, really succeeding.

My brain is not in its normal state right now as my eyes remain glued to his nice-looking, perfectly sculptured abs.

Fuck.

He is sweating right now. The fact that his skin is looking so god-like and glistening, is making my pussy clutch with extreme crazy desire.

It takes all my willpower to look away from him as I divert my focus back to my books on the table.

Oh, help me, Lord.

This is so not going to be an easy one month. I just know it.

I chuckle nervously as I begin to glance through one of the books, scrolling through the pages endlessly before he takes the book away from me and drops it down.

"You don't even know what you're doing, so stop being so nervous, okay? I'm not going to bite you. Come closer so that we can begin."

I slowly turn my head to look at him with wide eyes.

He chuckles.

"You are far away, Maya, and there is no way I can keep on shouting to teach you. Why are you about 5 ft away from me? please come closer. I need to be as close as possible so I can get the lecture into your head."

I continue to look at him, reluctant to make a move before he chuckles and glances at his wristwatch.

"I really do not have the time for this, Maya. You are wasting my time," he says with his face suddenly becoming serious, and I feel my heart spinning in my chest.

I slowly and reluctantly move over to him, sitting down about a few inches away. But he takes hold of me, gripping my waist tightly and pulling me towards him so my body makes contact with his.

I am suddenly hyperventilating, finding it hard to focus with the magnificent feeling of his muscular body against mine.

"Good," he says, his voice a sexy kind of whisper, a few meters away from my ears.

I can feel all the blood in my body going crazy with overdrive, moving to the inferior sections as if confused about the next cause of action.

Yeah, this is seriously driving me crazy right now.

"So, with nothing in the way anymore, I guess I'm going to go through to the point and state our first lesson of the evening," he begins.

"We are going to build starting from the origin of psychology. I'm going to take my time to explain to you the in-depth details of psychology, what it entails, why it is needed in society, and then its importance and uses."

I find myself nodding, trying to pay attention to everything he says. But then, within the next few minutes, I'm suddenly distracted by the feeling of his hand slowly sliding down my waist until it comes in contact with the side of my butt against the sofa.

I swallow hard, finding it now uncontrollably hard to focus as he squeezes against my butt and pulls me closer towards himself.

Oh, shit.

Just like I predicted, I knew this was so going to fucking happen.

I'm still struggling to catch my breath with the enticing feeling of his hands caressing my ass when he slowly slides his hand up my back and begins to trace his fingers against it.

Endless feelings of some spiraling sensation course through my body, and I feel my pussy screaming with a crazy urge to just wrap itself around something huge.

Something like a dick.

Maybe his, to be precise.

Fuck.

Maya's POV

I am in a deep, uncomfortable situation where my body feels as though it's no longer my own as I remain seated beside this specimen of a god, who's trying to tease me mercilessly.

I chuckle nervously and try my best to shift away from him, but he holds me tightly against himself, showing no intention of letting go.

"Can you try your best to remain still so we can go ahead with this lesson?" he whispers against my ear, continuing to trace his hand against my back in a slow, sensual manner.

God, I can't help what I'm feeling. The sensation makes me close my eyes as I exhale, gasping slightly. I don't feel like myself anymore, and I'm completely undone with desire building between my legs, making it hard to think or breathe.

I feel his warm breath on the side of my face as he plants soft kisses against my cheek, then his warm breath tickles my ear.

"You like what you feel, don't you?" he asks, his voice thick, warm, and soft in my ears, making me tremble.

I swallow hard and quickly struggle to move away from him, but he holds me tightly against himself, squeezing me possessively as he lifts his other hand to take hold of my jaw.

He tilts my head to look at him, and I realize his face is only a few inches from mine. I can feel his warm breath against my face, and the feeling is just so... good Lord, I am not myself right now.

I quickly clear my throat and struggle to look away from him so I can return my attention to the lesson, but he keeps me steady, tracing his thumb against my lips in a slow, sensual way.

"Has anyone ever told you just how fucking gorgeous and hot you are?"

Oh crap.

I struggle once again to pull myself away from him.

"Mr. Logan, please can we return to the lesson? I'm not sure this is the reason why you were employed," I say, and he chuckles before moving closer to me, holding me tighter as he traces his finger down from my jaw to my neck and then my chest.

My body responds traitorously to his touch, and the sensations I'm feeling as he continues to slide his fingers down to my cleavage make me bite down hard on my bottom lip while shutting my eyes tight.

Why is he torturing me like this?

"Actually, I accepted this personal home tutorial lesson for two reasons," he purrs against my ears, prompting me to slowly open my eyes and look at him, his face only a few inches from mine.

Curiosity suddenly takes better of me as I continue to look at him, urging him to continue.

He smiles.

"I joined this lesson because first of all, I personally want to groom you so you can improve your grades. I don't like the way your mom keeps punishing you every time you get a low score in your tests or exams. That's why I'm here, but then there's also another reason."

I continue to look at him with my heart pounding extremely fast in my chest as he traces his eyes down to my nose and then to my lips.

"I'm also here because I know about your little crush on me, and I know how badly you've craved to have me to yourself."

Holy shit.

I chuckle nervously and scoff before rolling my eyes and looking away from him, but he doesn't let me go.

"This is just ridiculous. You don't know what's in my mind."

He chuckles at my words.

"Okay, if that's what you say, I won't stop you, but you're not giving me any sign to prove it because I'm literally holding you right now, and you're finding it hard to pull away."

I find myself looking back at him sharply, and he smiles. He brings his face closer to mine until I feel his lips brush softly against mine, teasing me into kissing him.

Oh good Lord, all I want right now is to feel his lips, and he's fucking tempting me with them.

"Come on, Maya," he says, his voice low, deep, and husky-God, it's so fucking sexy.

"I know you want me. I know you want me to continue this. I know you want me to go deeper. Hell, you want me to take off your clothes right now and send you to the skies, but I have no authority over your body, and I need your permission to go ahead with this. I'm not going to do anything until you give me permission, do you understand that?"

I continue to look at him without saying anything, feeling totally dumbstruck.

He chuckles and shakes his head.

"Well then, I guess I'm going to make this easier for you," he says with a smile as he brings his face closer, his lips slightly touching mine.

Good Lord, the energy that moves through my body at the contact is like an electric shock, jolting me out of my frozen position as I place my hands against his shoulders.

I am gasping hard and panting, struggling with every willpower deep down within me to resist this, but it's just so uncontrollable and irresistible.

I begin to wrap my arms tightly around his neck, trying to bring his face closer to mine, but he's strong enough to keep his lips distant, as if trying to avoid me. This jolts me out of my daze as I look up at him with shock.

He smiles smoothly and shakes his head.

"Like I said earlier, Maya, I seriously need your permission for this. It doesn't work this way. You can't just hold me so tight and pull me towards yourself as if you own me. I'm the one who has to make the decision here, but still, at the same time, I cannot just take over without your permission. I need your consent."

I look at him with shock, completely bewildered. Isn't the fact that I'm pulling him to myself enough consent? Oh Jesus Lord, I don't even know what's wrong with me right now, and I don't know why I'm finding myself falling so easily to his seductive antics.

"Okay, I think this is over, and we really need to get back to the work at hand right now, please," I beg, and struggle to break free. He's reluctant to let go, but after a few minutes, he allows me to move away, giving him enough space.

He looks at me with a wide smile.

"Stop trying to deny yourself the pleasure you crave so much, Maya."

Fuck.

"Please, with all due respect, just keep quiet, okay? I seriously do not want to talk about any of that right now."

He smiles and nods before returning his attention to the textbooks in front of him. "Okay, great. I guess it's going to be strictly professional from now on then," he says with a smile and picks up the textbook before opening it.

I look back at him with my body still vibrating with intense craving and desire for him as I bite my bottom lip, feeling a pang of regret.

I don't even know what's wrong with me right now.

I continue to look at him, admiring his tempting beautiful features while he flips through the book, licking his smooth pink lips sexily.

Crap.

"Okay, so with that being said, I guess we can get along with today's lesson, and well, like I said, I was going to introduce psychology to you."

He slowly turns his head to look at me, then smiles.

"Okay, I know you're actually trying to avoid me because you don't want me to do anything to you, but I can promise you that everything from now on is completely professional, and I'm not going to do anything you don't like. But it's not really going to help if you're that far away. You should know that, right? I can't keep shouting my lungs out all day."

I look at him for a long moment as he smiles and returns his focus to the textbook.

"Whenever you're ready, you can come close, and then we'll begin."

He begins to flip through the textbook with rapt attention, putting on his reading glasses as if trying to figure something out.

I'm left stuck gazing at his muscular body, at his huge veins protruding in different sections of his hands. God, he's a perfectly shaped and beautifully curved specimen. I find myself panting extremely hard as I bite my bottom lip, looking at him and struggling to catch my breath.

My heartbeat is pounding excessively in my chest, and I can feel my eyelids fluttering with nothing but raw desire for this man seated a few meters away from me.

All those erotic dreams and fantasies I usually have about him return to my mind, and I find myself grinding my teeth together crazily.

Good Lord, isn't this just a beautiful, wonderful chance in front of me?

I've always longed to have him for myself, have craved for every single damn thing about him. I've always felt it was totally impossible for him to ever look my way and consider me worth chasing after.

And here he is right now, confessing himself willing and ready to give himself to me if only I give him my consent.

Fuck, this is really, really crazy.

The fact that we're going to be here for an entire month, every evening at the exact time when nobody's going to be home, including my mom and my brother, is really, really, really making it so much harder than ever to just fucking resist.

He slowly turns his head to look at me, and from the way he smiles, it feels as if he probably knows whatever is going on deep down within me.

"Are you okay, Maya? You're sweating intensely, and you look so pale. Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

I quickly shake my head and smile nervously at him before turning around, but then I suddenly lose control of myself the moment I feel him move closer and pull me swiftly to himself, squeezing hard against me.

Oh crap, there goes my control.

He holds me tightly against himself, bringing his face extremely close to mine.

"I can see the desire in your eyes, Maya. Don't fight it," he whispers against my lips and brings his head down, planting sweet kisses all over my neck and then moving his tongue slowly towards my chest.

Fuck.

At that point, I finally lose it.

"Oh please, I give you my consent to do whatever you wish," I whisper against his lips and observe the dark smile that crosses his expression.

"Oh, as you wish, my lady," he says with a husky, deep, sexy voice as he pulls me over, forcing me to straddle him.

Then he pulls down the thin strap of my singlet, revealing my breasts to him.

"Well, isn't this just great? I fucking love what I see," he says and buries his face against my breast, sucking on each nipple and squeezing furiously hard as I find myself moaning with his strong arousal pressing against my thighs.

Fuck.