On My Professor's Bed (Xee Write) novel Chapter 18

DANGEROUS AFFAIRS WITH MY PROFESSOR.

Chapter 18.

Author’s Pov.

“I have something for you.”

“Really?” Elena beamed. “What is it, daddy.”

“Let's take a tour round the house,” Dante replied with a calm expression and Elena hurriedly got out of bed with the white duvet wrapped around her body.

Dante stared at her and scoffed. Was she really covering that sexy body with that heavy duvet just for him to not see the body he just finished pleasuring? She was really naive.

“I will hurriedly get a bath, sir.”

“Dante.” he corrected and she bit on her lower lips.

“Okay. Sir dante.” she hurried into the bathroom immediately before he protested against that again.

While Elena stood under the shower stark naked her cheeks flushed and the only thing that ran through her mind were thoughts of how he kissed all over her body. The cold water dripping on her skin gave her the feel of his tongue against her skin. There was something about his kiss and the way he made her pussy throb, the way those thick deft fingers of his pumped in and out of her pussy, her legs shook and her pussy tingled right under the shower from having this thought of him.

She clamped her legs tightly shutting the soothing feeling away.

Elena was done having her bath after 20 minutes and now she was dressed in a short and a top. While she did her necessary at her walk-in closet Dante sat in her room and awaited her.

After several minutes she appeared looking all gorgeous. Her hair was left loose and they trailed down and stopped right at her waist. The right side that fell down her back was tugged behind her ear while the left framed her cheeks and fell to her front stopping right after her boobs.

Dante gulped down the lumps in his throat. Although her shorts were big and her top was also big he could still see the picture of her sexy body playing in his head.

“I… I am ready.” she let out softly her hands behind her ass.

“Hmmm.” he replied rather casually and took the lead.

They used the Elevator as always and they stood there not saying a word.

Nanny Teresa walked out of the guest room with a duvet in her hand and her legs halted as she saw Dante and Elena walking out of the elevator together. Such an unusual sight.

“Good morning nanny Teresa.”

“Good morning Elena, you look beautiful.” she complimented and Elena’s cheeks flushed.

“Thanks for the compliment Nanny Teresa and the breakfast too. I enjoyed it.”

Nanny Teresa smiled and bowed to Dante whose hand was just behind him while he watched them exchange their pleasantries. While at that. Dante realized that Nanny Teresa loved the sight of Elena a whole lot.

“Off to somewhere?” Nanny Teresa asked indirectly and Elena spared Dante a glance, then back at Nanny Teresa.

“Sir Dante wants to give me a tour of the house.”

Those words replayed in Nanny Teresa’s head and she had to look over at Dante’s face to attain her answer. It sounded too romantic to be true. But she knew it was true. Nanny Teresa’s happiness knew no bounds. For over 10 years now she had not seen him this way. It may seem little and unromantic to others but Nanny Teresa knew there was a soft spot for Elena in Dante’s heart for making him want to give her a tour, the dude turned too heartless to even give a fuck about things like that.

“Ummmm… are you okay Teresa?”

“Of course princess. Just have fun…okay?”

“Yes! Yes!” Elena giggled happily and Dante took a step forward with his both hands in his pocket while Elena began to trail behind him.

“You barely say much to nanny Elena,” Elena muttered after a long silence.

“She knows me better than anyone. Too much talk ain't the deal for me.”

“Oh,” Elena exclaimed.

“So I talk too much yeah?”

Dante ignored her and kept walking, his gaze focused as ever.

Elena trailed behind him wondering if he was choosing a place to start from.

“Are we doing a house tour or strolling?”

Dante stopped and finally spared her a glance.

“What does it look like.”

Elena stared up at him, the height difference was so obvious that she felt fucking intimidated.

He snapped his fingers across her face and she batted her lashes softly.

“It…. It looks like we are walking,” she replied with a pout.

“Oh,” he exclaimed. “How do we tour then?”

The question came out silly but she liked this part of him. He looked Wiredly handsome with that perplexed look on.

“Well… let's say. You start by showing me to places and telling me things about them and all.

“Oh….. Okay.”

He took the lead again and Elena rolled her eyes at him.

She hurriedly walked forward trailing beside him. They got to a big door and Dante stopped.

“I am guessing we should have started this upstairs but since we didn't let me explain to you.”

He pressed a button and the dooor slid open.

“This is an Elevator. There are three different elevators in this house.”

Elena gave him a glare. Three different Elevators for a house?

“Why do you have so many elevators?”

“For a four-story building house, what was I supposed to have?”

“Oh” was the only thing that came out of her mouth. She stood and stared at the Elevator it was quite beautiful.

“There is nothing much upstairs, so I will just start by telling you that, each floor has 10 rooms and 2 living rooms each.”

Elena hesitated for a while.

“Do you have a snooker club?” she inquired rather than answering.

Dante nodded his head. “Yes. And a gulf club too.”

“Wow!!!” her eyes widen.

“Can I go see them?”

Dante smirked and turned away, his hand in his pocket like always, Elena was getting used to having him this way. She immediately began to trail behind him.

They stopped at the snooker room and Dante used the same measures. The door opened and Elena walked in. She stopped on her track and her eyes delighted in shock. She had noticed that there was an AC in every room a fridge, a few beautiful flower verses, a seater, and a table. Damn! This man was wealthy. Not just her thought again.

“Do you like it?” he asked when she didn't say a word and she scoffed at his hilarious question.

“Who wouldn't? I was lost in admiration you know.”

“Farewell then. Do you play snooker?”

She shook her head negatively, her mood delineating.

“Although my step-sister knows how to play all of these games because father gave her all the opportunity. He never allowed me to touch his stuff, he didn't let me go out to learn.”

Dante didn't say a word after she was done talking.

She stared at the beautiful luxury that shunned admist its darkness. The urge to ask why he choosed black settings for his entire house nagged at her, and she still did afterwards.

“Why a black setting though. I have been curious.” she asked softly and he stared around.

His real answer would definitely scare her away.

“It brings me peace,” he replied rather, and she smiled.

“I love it though.… if I ever build a house, it's going to be an all-black setting.

Dante was quite amused hearing her say all of those things.

“Why?” he inquired staring at her this time and she shrugged.

“Maybe 'cause I like the serenity.”

“The setting of this house looked like the restaurant where we met the first time. The dark building the golden light….the chandelier designs. You emulated the person yeah?” she asked the last question teasingly and he scoffed rolling his eyeball at her.

Dante stared at her for a while like he was going to devour her, maybe she didn't know but he had been avoiding eye contact with her all this while cause he didn't want to have a throbbing dick and a nasty thought but the sight from earlier won't stop nagging at him. Gosh! He just wants to bend her over something and fuck her hard, but where is this self-control emanating from.

Elena could feel the lust in his eyes. Her body trembled and she made to say a word but he beat her to it.

“There are lots of places to show you Elena. Follow me.”

Hearing him call her name so beautifully made her inner churn and her legs shook with wild thoughts hovering in her head.

She was feeding her eyes yet her pussy also wants to be fed, what in the hell’s name are these cravings?