Professor F

Chapter 39

August can't help herself from panicking with all the attention they caught, the students staring at them

and Professor Flynn Ferguson.

Liam immediately released her wrist. "Good afternoon, Professor. We were just—"

"Miss Peters, can you ask the other freshman representatives to drop by for a meeting about the

freshmen's festival itinerary after classes this afternoon?" He asked her and completely ignored Liam.

All she could do was nod at Flynn. He left them and she took that chance to leave as well, escaping the

curious and intrigued looks from the people in the dining hall.

Her heart is beating so fast she wanted to get eaten by the ground. She just wants to disappear. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Her mind was occupied by what just happened when a hand from a dark hallway grabbed her arm and

pulled her. It was a hallway going to an abandoned room for cleaning materials.

"Shhhh." The owner of the hand hushed her. "It's me."

"Flynn!" She gasped but his hand was quick enough to cover her mouth and bring her to the

abandoned room and locked the door behind him.

"What was that all about?"

"He—He was asking me to take a tour after festival hours in London. I said, no. I tried to reject him but

he started asking questions about having a boyfriend—"

He took a deep breath and sighed calmly. "I'll make sure he won't be near you anymore."

"Please don't cause another scene like that." She begged as she holds his face, her hands shaking.

"I'm scared."

"He won't be near you again. I promise."

"That's not what I mean, Flynn. I'm scared for both of us. When people would know."

His eyes widened in shock, realizing what she's worried about. He hugged her tight. "It'll be fine. We'll

be okay."

She rests her face on his shoulder as her tears started to fall.

"Please don't cry." He whispered. "Don't worry. I'll be more careful not to cause any trouble between us

or risking ourselves."

He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her tears away. She took a deep breath before he

responded to his kiss when his lips landed on hers.

And as if the fire was lit, they embraced each other's body and started undressing each other. Flynn

then traces the skin from her neck down to her breast and hard nipple. He sucked them hard

alternately while her hands grabbed on his hair. She bites on her lower lip to suppress her moan.

Flynn hushed her by kissing her lips again. He continued to do that while he pulls her panties down

after removing her dress and dropping it to their feet. He then unzips his pants, pulls out his cock and

guides it to her already wet folds while he lifts her left leg up his arm.

In one swift motion, he pushed his hard shaft inside her as he grabbed on her hips and pulled her to

meet his deep thrusts. He groaned softly when he felt her insides clenching and twitching against his

hard cock. He covers her mouth as he bites the soft skin on her shoulder, as if he's starting to feel

impatient and wanted to come.

He thrusts in and out of her and she continued to move her hips, dancing in his rhythm while grabbing

on his shoulders, softly calling out his name. "F—Flynn."

"I'm coming, August. Please come with me." He uttered under his struggled breath, as he thrusts

harder and deeper inside and feeling his release.

"Coming." August whispered as she buries her face on his neck and his last thrust released the warm

cum between her legs.

They were both out of breath when they heard foot steps coming and voices talking. "I think we heard

some noise inside the janitor's old cleaning storage. Maybe some students sneaking in."

A sound if clicking keys were next together with two or three pairs of footsteps. They both panicked and

immediately fixed themselves. August could only silently crossed her fingers that they wont get caught

as they hid behind the old storage cabinet.

They heard footsteps walking, as if looking and checking but didn't really get inside to check all

corners. They were both holding their breath and she could feel Flynn's breathing slowly as he hugs

her tight in his arms.

"There's no one here. You're probably just hearing things." The low voice said from the security

personnel.

"Probably. Could it be?" The young male student said, sounding scared.

"Could it be what?" The other male student asked.

"They said there are ghosts in this university."

"You're both old to believe in such silly stories! You should get back to your classes. I'll lock this up."

The security personnel said with authority.

They heard the clicking of the keys and the doorknob locking. Next would be their exhaled breath in

relief. And then they both looked at each other, realizing that the security personnel actually had

another lock placed after they heard another clicking—hoping they're both wrong about what they're

thinking.

They both stood up and Flynn went straight to the door, placed his ear to the door and listened

carefully, making sure no one was in the hallway.

They were both startled when the bell rang as a sign that the first class will commence. She panicked.

"I have class."

Flynn nodded. "I know. I have paperworks, too." He holds the doorknob and twisted it to open. There

was a clicking sound as it unlocks but when Flynn pulled it, it didn't open.

They both looked at each other, looking pale.

"I think we're locked from outside." Flynn uttered under his breath.

"W—What?"