tarnished reputation that I've been trying to rebuild since."
"I'm sorry Kendal. People are such shit sometimes."
I nodded. "I totally fell in love with her. I thought we would be together forever, but I was being an idiot, obviously. I was a total slut in college, which I know you know."
She held up three fingers as if giving me a Girl Scout salute, which made me chuckle. God, she was beautiful. "No judging?"
"Judge all you want, but know that I'm too tired to defend myself." I reached down and snagged a carrot as she chopped various vegetables. The view from where I sat let me see down into the top of her pretty dress to the creamy tops of her breasts. How badly I wanted to coax her into staying for the night. I could take my time making love to every part of her, but where would we be in the morning?
"What can I do to help you feel better?" She set the knife down and moved in between my thighs.
"What are you offering me?" I slid my hands around her jaw to cup the back of her head as I watched her with deep interest.
"I'm honestly not sure. Something inside of me wants to say that I'm offering you anything you want or maybe everything I've got."
"I'm not worth that type of devotion, Dana." I brushed my fingers through her thick hair and let my eyes move around her face down to the thick swell of her bottom lip. How badly I wanted to worship her for what she might provide me. Love. Release. Acceptance. Wholeness.
"Was the girl six years ago the only problem you've had?" Her fingers pressed into my legs about mid-thigh. Lust drove through the center of my stomach, fully hardening my cock and leaving it more than obvious that I was completely turned on.
"No. Two years ago one of my junior students claimed a rape." I took a shallow breath. "They reviewed the evidence and the cameras and found out that she was lying, but it didn't matter. I took another hit, and if it wasn't for Mark, our current dean, I'd probably be looking for another job."
"And you love teaching?" Her fingers moved up toward my hips.
"More than anything else I could imagine doing." I leaned down and brushed my nose by hers. "We're going to miss out on the best dinner ever."
She gave me a quick kiss and moved back, laughing. The sound of her enjoying herself loosened something inside of me.
"No. Let's eat together and keep talking." She brushed her hair over her shoulder and put our salads together as I watched her.
"You look so fucking good tonight. Did I tell you that already?" I got off the counter and moved up behind her, letting my own restrictions fall away for a little while. Leaning down, I kissed the side of her neck and dragged my lips up to brush by her ear. "This dress looks like it was made for you."
"You like it?" Her innocence awakened the hungry male deep inside of me.
"Love it." I licked at her ear and pressed myself against her back. "What are we going to do? Should I start looking for another college to teach at?"
"What?" Her voice rose two octaves. "No. Hell no. You've worked too hard for where you are, and you obviously love it."
"Then what?" I couldn't deny myself any longer. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and cupped one of her breasts and kneaded it softly as I rocked against her. "Cause I'm not sure I'm going to be able to deny myself the pleasure of belonging to you in one way or another."
She pressed back, forcing me to step back and release her. "I think we can figure out a way to make things work until I graduate. Grab the dressings and come join me."
How she was still holding herself together was beyond me, or maybe she wasn't as interested as I was. My body was riddled with delicious tingles that pulsed along all of my pleasure points, keeping me ready for the moment when we decided to move from the living room to the bedroom. I wanted that now.
I grabbed the salad dressings and sat down beside her. "Damon suggested that we sneak around, which sounds so ridiculous considering that we're both