Professor F

“Do you trust me?"

August could feel the seriousness in Flynn’s voice when he asked her. She nodded while looking straight into his eyes. "Yes."

He smiled, looking glad hearing her answer. After a few minutes, a black limousine stops in front of them. A man in his thirties wearing a black suit comes out of the driver's seat. He has a well shaven petit handlebar mustache, reminds her of those ancient aristocrats.

"Bonsoir, Monsieur Ferguson." Hugo greeted Flynn.

"Bonsoir, Hugo. C'est Augustine Peters. Elle sera avec moi ce soir." Flynn introduces her.

Hugo bows his head as a greeting. "Bonsoir, Madame Peters. Hugo à votre service. Ravi de vous rencontrer."

Oh, that's a basic greeting in French! I should know this much because of that family vacation in Paris. She smiled and bows her head, too. "Heureux de vous rencontrer aussi."

Hugo and Flynn looked surprised to know that she could say a greeting in French.

Hugo then opened the door for them. Flynn gets inside after her. As the limousine starts moving, she looked around and found the limousine’s interior luxurious with lavish and plush leather used and there are bench seats that run lengthwise. It has a state-of-the-art entertainment systems and climate controls to custom lighting and a small part is set for beverages and chocolates enclosed a fiberglass cabinet with ice cubes and cooling system.

"Wow." She whispered. "You own this?"

"Family owns it." He answered while he types on his phone again.

She glanced on his phone screen discreetly. Flynn looked at her smiling. "I'm not texting other girls, August. Don't worry. I'm all yours."

She blushed. "I wasn't—That's not what I was—" She looked away.

He puts his phone back to his pocket and clasped their fingers together. "Just told Lucia to prepare our dinner at my loft. She's a chef." He explained further when she looked at him with a questioning look.

She nodded and she feels a little excited and happy with what's happening tonight. Having him hold her hand inside a very expensive car.

Boy, this guy is really something!

"Is Stella staying there, too?" She's curious.

He smiled. "No, August. My sister doesn't even know that place. It's my personal private place. Even my parents don't go there."

you never told

told them but they for sure know about it. They usually hire—" He stops and clears his throat. "My parents are very concerned about where my sister and I go. I

I can understand that. You getting too much attention from women, you probably really need that kind of escape for

"Yeah. You can

your parents got good genes and you're this good looking!" She rolled her

like good

her throat and looked away, blushing. "Well, yeah. I mean, that's

you like me, August." He

looked at him, still blushing and not realizing that she's starting to tighten her grip on his

loosens her

you answer my question

looked at him and was surprised when his lips touched hers. He moves

think? How about after this?" He asked before cupping her face in his hands and kissed her lips

few seconds, she learned to

for breath when he stopped. "So?" He

she clasped her thighs together as she felt the excitement built inside her just

This time, he

this long but she didn't want to stop. She's not used to long time kissing but damn he tastes so good and he kisses her perfectly she couldn't just let

breath causing her chest to move upwards when he cup her left breast in his hands and started caressing her. She moaned softly which seem to have encouraged

if he couldn't contain it anymore, his free hand made its way inside her dress to touch her breasts with his hands, his fingers playing with her nipples. He pulls the dress off

whispered

his hair, pulling his head down to her chest to continue what he's doing

second. "Yes?" Then went back to her other nipple and started

the pleasure starts to consume her whole body. She could also feel the excitement

his. His kisses went down to her soft stomach while both his hands continue to fondle on her breasts. She brushed her thighs

showering her soft stomach with kisses when the speaker in the limousine turned on and Hugo announced their arrival. And she almost cursed

before the door was opened by Hugo. She couldn't look straight into his eyes and just bowed her head as Flynn holds her hand

leading towards an exclusive hall and she saw very few people in expensive suits and dresses eating in a

black dress walked towards them and smiled. "Bonsoir, Monsieur Ferguson." Flynn greets the woman with a smile. "Lucia went to your loft using the key card and your one-time authorization code to cook dinner for you. If you

I'll let you know."

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