Hearts On Campus: An Instalove Possessive Age Gap Romance by Flora Ferrari (top reads txt) 📕

only a year or two of post-graduate nonsense,” she tries to tell me, but I know it means everything to her.

It’s what she does.

All that ‘stuff’ I’ll never understand, but I can just tell it’s her passion. It’s what makes her tick.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” I inform her. “But at least tell me where it is?” I ask, wondering if I already have a house there.

“Boston,” she whispers, looking down at her feet, tears in her eyes now.

“That a fact?” I ask her, feeling like it’s not so bad after all. My smile returning and my heart swelling with excitement.

“I know a guy. Has a place in Boston,” I tell her, lifting her gaze up to meet mine.

“I’ll go wherever you go, Katelyn. I’m through with being a glorified gym teacher anyway. Whether it’s Boston or Bosnia, we’ll go together, I promise.”

She launches herself into my arms and I lift her up, hugging her so tight I’m worried she might break.

“You really mean it?” she sniffs, burying her face in my chest as I stroke her hair, kissing her head again and again.

“Of course I mean it, Katelyn. I… I…”

She looks up at me. “I… really mean it,” I tell her again, smiling and making a mental note to have the Boston house made ready for its queen.

“I love you, Wes,” she says. Telling me what I wasn’t sure she was ready to hear herself.

“And I love you more,” I reply, kissing her just as hard as I’m holding her.

She feels warm, soft, and something between us shifts. Like two squiggly lines finally connecting to make one straight line.

“Now…” she murmurs, making that whimpering sound she makes when she’s about to-

“Now?” I ask, feeling my own arousal answering before I can even think it.

“Now,” we both say at the same time, and I set her down just enough so both of us can make it back to the hotel as fast as we can.

It’s not far to go, and by the time we get to the lobby I’m at that stage where I don’t care if the whole world can see how hard she makes me, but we’re so close I think her body shields my raging arousal from having me arrested.

The concierge tries to tell me I have messages, but I wave him off and hope he remembers my strict ‘do not disturb’ instructions I gave him earlier.

Waiting for the elevator is too long for both of us, and I scoop Katelyn into my arms, making a dash for the stairs instead.

Everything, including the rose petals on the floor and the steaming bath with candlelight I ordered for the room on our return, is ready and a bit of a blur.

I can hear Katelyn gasping in surprise, but her arousal is more insistent than anything else I had planned.

Laying her down on the bed, our bed, we undress each other as if our lives depend on it.

There is no clumsy school kids rush here, just two people who feel that their moment has come and we can’t wait to enjoy it together.

“It’s beautiful,” she murmurs, her hands reaching out for mine.

“It sure is,” I agree with her, casting my eyes over her powder soft curves as they writhe in anticipation on the bed below me. My hardness already twitching in time with my thundering heartbeat.

“I meant the room,” she smiles dreamily, her eyes half-closed and starting to roll back as she begs me to touch her, lifting one of her legs to showing me where she needs me most.

I hadn’t noticed too much of the room, but it feels just right. It’s what I wanted. To make this special.

Moving down her body, my hands cup her breasts as they heave with her breath and I make my way down to pleasure her with my mouth.

But she stops me, a slight pass of one hand over her sex, along with her moaning tells me she’s ready now.

“I want you inside me,” she whispers hoarsely. “Take me, Wes, take me now.”

It’s music to my ears and I don’t need to give her any more instructions in knowing what she wants.

Her arms reach around me, her fingers clawing at my back as she pulls my full weight on top of her.

“I want you everywhere,” she whispers, her eyes getting wider as the tip of my hardness finds her glistening hole.

I’m so fucking hard I don’t need to guide anything, it’s like our bodies both know what they need and everything starts to find its way automatically.

“Tell me again that you want this, Katelyn,” I demand. I want to hear it again and again, to know my instinct to fill her with my seed is our destiny.

“Take me,” she whispers again. “Take me and fill me with our babies.”

I take my time, she’s so damned wet but so fucking tight too. It takes a little time to ease my thick head into her so I don’t hurt her, but it’s not long before I start to her relax around me.

Our moans get louder, and our breath matches until I feel her hot, tight tunnel contracting fully around my length.

I’ve never known anything to feel so amazing, her whole body pressed against my nakedness, her softness against my hardness. The tight pressure as she gasps, and then relaxes.

Taking all of me inside her as my mouth finds hers, repeating the same movement with our tongues.

I could have sworn I’d be unable to hold it. But once I’m inside her, and she’s moving so freely underneath me, we both find a new level of pleasure.

Tasting her with my mouth, and moving inside her, tasting her from the inside in a different way. Our skin feeling like it’s becoming all part of the same being.

A perfect tangled knot of two human bodies merging into one feeling. I don’t want this to end, but as we discover just what each other likes and how best to feel it, it’s clear this is