Bad Professor (An Alpha Male Bad Boy Romance) (73 page)

Epilogue

One
Year Later

Vivian

"This is beautiful, Easton." I
glanced behind me to give him a smile for his great choice of resorts. Maui was
filled with beachgoers that time of the year, and there was little question as
to why. The fruits were hanging heavy from the trees, the water cool, and the
sun deliciously warm.

"I had hoped that you would like this
one." He moved into the room behind me, sliding his hands around my waist
and down to cup my sex as he pressed his lips to the soft skin below my ear.
"I want to try out the bed, and the shower, and the balcony. Remember that
night in Jamaica a while back? I want that all over again."

"Mmmm," I pressed against him
and let my eyes take in the sensual feast of the King's Palace room. The floor
plan was vast and exquisite. It was a good thing that the company was doing
well, and both Easton and I were to thank for that.

"I'm so proud of you, Viv. You've
done so much over this last year." He licked at my ear and ground into me
again. "Do you like this dress?"

I glanced down at the simple yellow cotton
gown and shrugged. "It's nice and comfy, but I'd not spend money on
another one."

"Good." He walked forward,
pushing me with him until we reached the bar. His grip on my shoulder forced me
to turn, and I knew the look in his eyes before he could say anything. We'd
been so busy with visiting various resorts and hotels on the island that we hadn't
had much time for each other. With the next two days off, he was ready to spend
most of the time naked and working to outdo each other in the sheets.

He tugged my dress up to my hips and bent
over, pressing his lips to my upper thighs and mixing a variety of wet kisses
with the firm press of his teeth on me.

"Fuck," I groaned.

"Yeah. Let's." He moved back up
and pulled his shirt over his head, leaving his firm, tanned chest on display
for me. I'd never get tired of seeing any bit of his skin that he gave me
access to. He pushed at my shoulder and moved back down, licking around the
edge of my panties as he barked his commands at me. "Lay back. I need to
taste you."

I lowered myself to the bar and lifted my
legs before dropping my knees to either side and giving him full access to me.
I'd learned to not only trust him with my heart but with every inch of my body.

He jerked the panties to the side and ran
his tongue up my center as I bucked beneath him. The dark chuckle that left him
moved across my flesh and pressed against my pleasure points. His fingers sunk
deep into me as he worked my clit into his mouth, sucking softly and then
harder.

"How do you do that?" I arched
my back and reveled in the intensity of his hold on me. My fingers gripped the
edge of the bar as my first orgasm hit and I bent at the waist, a long scream
leaving me. It only seemed to fuel him on farther as he brought me to cum again
before glancing up at me.

"I love to hear you cum. It's my
favorite part of the day." He smirked and I sat up, pressing my lips to
his as I worked on his zipper.

"Then don't stop. Your tongue's
magic, but you know what I want." I kissed him a few more times as I
pushed his jeans over his hips and reached for his cock.

"I know what you want, Viv, and it's
all yours, baby. Forever." He picked me up and scooted me to the front of
the bar before pressing into me. "Like this?"

I ignored his taunting and shifted to take
more of him into me as he let himself go. It was a beautiful thing to witness
him completely lost to his need for intimacy. He gripped my thighs tightly and
shifted from watching our bodies meet to looking at me in the face.

His hand slid into my hair and he
tightened his hand on the back of my neck as his lips hovered just above mine.

"Cum for me again, Viv. Several more
times." He licked at my lips before nipping.

I couldn't help but follow his command as
he shifted his hips and worked me with longer strokes, his body glimmering with
sweat as I pulled him flush against me.

"Hold me tightly," I breathed
out.

"Anything you want." He wrapped
his strong arms around me and pressed his mouth to the top of my chest before
licking his way up the column of my neck. His deep grunts combined with the
firm press of him deep inside of me caused the igniting of passion to drive me
over the edge again, and I gripped him with all my might as I cried out against
his chest.

"That's it. So beautiful, baby."
He brushed my hair back and worked us both through our orgasm, his body filling
mine without concern. I'd gotten on the pill right after we decided to work
toward a future together. It was the best decision we'd made. The need to be
skin to skin when we made love drove us toward the intensity of intimacy that
belonged in each and every day we had together.

"I love you." He kissed me
softly. "Come take a shower with me. I have a nice dinner planned for us
on the beach if you're up for it."

"I love you, too." I pressed my
cheek to his shoulder and rested against him, not wanting to go anywhere but
the bed. We'd run ourselves ragged over the last few days in Maui, but his idea
of vacation was quite different than mine. Where I wanted to lay around and do
absolutely nothing, he wanted to explore the island and try everything they had
to offer.

There was no way I would have labeled
myself as a risk taker before. Now, with him, I very much had shifted into
being one.

"A shower sounds great." I moved
back and groaned as he pulled out of me and squeezed my thighs.

"No time for sex in the shower
though. I have reservations for seven for us." He helped me down and
kissed my nose. "Wear something pretty like this dress."

I glanced down at it and rolled my eyes
before pulling it off and letting it drop where it wanted to. "Then we
should take a shower separately. You know how much you like touching me in the
spray of the water."

He bit his lip as his eyes moved across
me. "Right. Let's make it quick."

"There's the man I love." I
chuckled and moved toward the bathroom in anticipation of more of him. I didn't
think I could ever get enough.

*****

           
The warm breeze picked up and pulled at the messy bun I had my hair in,
but I forced myself to enjoy it. The view of the water was breathtaking, and
the intimate grass hut that Easton rented us bobbed up and down in the water
just off the shoreline.

"There are so many great things on
this menu," I muttered and glanced up at him as the flames from the candles
between us danced as if they were part of the entertainment.

"Let's get everything then." He
reached for my hand, and I gave it to him. "You realize that we've been
together almost a year today, right?"

I smiled shyly. "I do, but I wasn't
going to bring it up though."

"What? Why not?" His dark
eyebrows pulled together. "Are you too cool to celebrate anniversaries?'

"No. Not at all, but it seemed silly.
And honestly with all of the uncertainty around the actual day that we both
decided to stop being stupid and just get together, I didn't know the
date." I chuckled and tugged my hand from his.

"This is true. That's why I said that
it's almost been a year. We have more like a week-long anniversary whereas most
normal people have a day." He picked up his beer and took a long drink as
I watched him.

"I love you. You're so handsome to
me." I sat the menu down and leaned back, wanting a moment to take in all
that we'd been through. The last year had been bliss and nothing more. Our
concerns over me wrapping up school or us traveling together were all worked
out without any major bumps. Casey would be graduating from NYU with her
Master’s soon, and life was good.

"I love you too, baby. Order anything
on that menu you want, and then you and I are going to dance on the beach. I
have a small band coming out here to play for us." He wagged his eyebrows.

"You do? How fun." I glanced
down as a server in a canoe paddled up to the front of the hut and smiled up at
us.

"What can I get for the two of you
tonight?" He glanced at me and then back at Easton.

"Whatever the lady wants, she
gets." He gave me a cheeky grin and sat his menu down.

"We'll take one of everything,
please." I shrugged and handed the guy the menus as his eyes went wide.
"We'll need a few doggie bags, and no worries. This guy says he's going to
dance the calories off of me when we're all done."

The server chuckled. "We will get
started on all of it then."

"Good choice, baby." Easton got
up and walked to my side of the table, pulling me up. "Let's go dance now.
It's going to take them a while to get all of that prepared."

"I'd love that." I took his hand
and slid mine into his as we walked back down the narrow planks to the shore.
“Watch your step. This thing isn’t anchored to much more than a few cords.”

“You’ll save me. I have no doubt.” I
smiled up at him. “You’re my superhero, remember?”

“And Casey’s, it would seem.” He chuckled
and wagged his eyebrows. I’d gotten over my fear of losing him to other women,
which was much more freeing than I imagined possible. I still struggled a
little from time to time, but he was so good about reminding me that he
belonged to me, and me alone.

“Don’t make me take out my best friend.
Then you’ll have to go on those long shopping trips to the mall with me that you
hate. Do you want to do that?”

"Hell no. Tell me something though…
are you glad you decided to take the job with me and Jon? Was it a decision
that you would make the same if you could redo it?" He stepped off onto
the sand and reached for me. He wrapped his strong hands around my waist and
pulled me against him as I slid down until my feet touched the sand.

"Yes. Absolutely. I can't imagine a
more perfect life than this one that we have." I pressed my chest to his
and locked my arms behind his head. "And to think that you almost got cold
feet a million times at the beginning of it all."

He nipped at my mouth playfully. "I
think that was you, but I might be off on the story. I have far too many good
memories that have taken the space of those old ones."

"And we're going to make a lot
more." He leaned down and brushed his lips by mine. The tartness of his
beer was delicious on my tongue as I pressed my way deeper into his mouth and
tightened my grip on him.

He groaned low in his chest and slid his
hands down my back, cupping my butt tightly as music began to play in the
distance.

I broke the kiss and smiled. "I love
it."

"Get a room!" A loud, familiar
voice called from behind me, and I turned to find Casey and my parents walking
out from one of the large buildings a little bit in the distance.

"Case?" I moved out of Easton's
arms as confusion rolled over me. What the hell was everyone doing there?
"Mom?"

Easton's parents were the next to walk
out, and beside them were Jon and his wife, Bethany. The smiles on their faces
told me that I was missing out on something. Big time.

"What the hell?" I muttered as
Easton tugged at my skirt. I turned and glanced down to find him on one knee in
the sand, his smile sexy and yet intensely loving. "No you're not."

"Yes, I am. I've found the perfect
woman for me. I never want to be away from you for more than a few minutes.
Tell me that you'll be my wife. That we can spend forever together." He
reached up and took my hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing it softly as
tears filled my eyes.

"Yes, of course." I moved into
his arms as clapping filled the air around us. "How did you know we would
have enough to feed everyone?" I asked, my voice heavy with emotion.

"Because I let you order tonight,
baby. You always get enough to feed an army." He kissed my nose and bent
down for a longer kiss, a kiss that would seal us as one forever.

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25
DAYS

By
Claire Adams

This
book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are
products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not
to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual
events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

Copyright
© 2015 Claire Adams

Chapter
1

Chloe

"I honestly have no clue why you're bitching,"
Seth grumbled as he flopped down on my roommate's bed. "I'd give my left
arm to spend Christmas in Aspen.”

"That's a lie and you know it."
I turned back to the mirror and ran my brush back through my long blonde hair
as I ignored his jab. He had it far better than any of us, seeing that his
father had not only paid for everything from the minute he stepped on campus at
UCLA, but was willing to pay the school to bend the rules to get him through.