IMADE

I shoved a few notebooks into my handbag along with a pen before walking to the bathroom.

I danced in front of the mirror, proud of what I had done with my hair.

I had dyed the left side pink and the other half blue. I hadn't seen Theo all weekend and I couldn't wait to show him.

Would I run into him at the uni today?

I had been trying to reach him all weekend but I couldn't get through to him. He didn't call either but I blamed it on that tiny thing he called a phone.

I exhaled, ruffling my curls before smiling at myself in the mirror.

I took a couple of mirror selfies before saving one of the pictures as my wallpaper and sending them to aunt Shade because she was my main hype woman.

It was almost 8:30 and there was some orientation at 9.

"You're always bloody late, Imade" I hissed and ran off to the room, slipping my sandals on because I was sure I'd be doing a lot of walking today.

I had called for an Uber because I was running late all thanks to the dirty dream I had.

In less than thirty minutes, the Uber had picked me up and driven me to the uni. I was slightly intimidated when the driver drove past the gates of the uni. It was so large.

I paid and climbed out of the car, making my way into the school. People walked past me, most of them walking in groups and minding their own business -thank the Lord for that.

I managed to get my timetable in order and a map that was anything but comprehensive.

As I made my way out of the office, I pulled out the map and headed towards hall.

The halls were filled with people. People who clearly couldn't see as they kept hitting my shoulders. I took a left and let out a sigh when I noticed I was at the hall.

I walked in and held back the scream threatening to rip through my throat at the sight of what...a million and one other students?

And the worst part wasn't that. It was the fact that the door was in front of the hall, so I could feel their gazes on me. Or it was just my head making me feel like that.

I pursed my lips and walked up, making my way to the far back to make myself comfortable. I placed my bag on the table and let out a sigh.

"Thank fuck that's over" I grumbled and pouted when my stomach rumbled.

I really needed to get my schedule in order. I was watching Netflix through the night and woke up sometime later after sleeping for like thirty minutes to have some ice cream and sour jellies. I tried to call Theo but his number barely went through.

I slept at 4am. I'm not proud of it.

"Hey!" A masculine voice called next to me and I turned to my side to find an absolutely gorgeous male. He had a large black hoodie on and his black hair peeked out of the hood. He had emerald green eyes.

Sadly, nothing and no one could be as hot as Theo. The tall hunk of a man had ruined me for everyone else. Thinking of him put my brain, heart and pussy in overdrive.

It was like someone offering you an orange after you've had a taste of the forbidden fruit. I didn't like oranges much anyways.

"Oh hey" I turned to him with a smile and he eyed me with raised brows and a smile on his face -clearly checking me out.

"Nice hair. I'm Jules" he held his hand out for a shake and I smiled placing my hand in his.

"Thank you. I'm Imade" he nodded, repeating my name like he needed to get it right.

"Your course of study?" He asked curiously

"Literature. Yours?"

"Engineering" he nodded and I hummed.

We talked a little more and he was born in California but he lived with his father in Turkey, Istanbul.

"Silence...please" that voice. I turned away from Jules to him and just as I had expected, his gaze was on me. I smiled and I saw the corners of his lips raise in a small smile before it vanished like it was never there.

I wiggled my fingers at him, making sure that no one else saw it causing him to clear his throat.

"Welcome to University of California. I'm Theodore Stephen and you can call me Professor Stephen and only that. I'm not your daddy and I'm certainly not your baby." he spoke in a cold tone that I was barely familiar with.

The hall was filled with murmurs, most from the females and laughs from the males.

It was hot.

He met my gaze and I smirked.

"Hey baby" I mouthed and he rolled his eyes but he smiled lightly.

"I'm the dean of the arts faculty. You shall meet all of the other faculty heads in time but I'm simply here to give you the rules" he spoke and I bit down on my lip. I could heard girls in the back whispered non stop, talking about 'getting Professor Stephen alone'.

Idiots.

"So, would you like to go to lunch with me?" Jules whispered and I turned to him. Wondering if Theo would be up for lunch and then I'd give him an earful about answering calls and returning them.

"Silence, Mr. Lopez and Miss..." he trailed off when I turned to him with wide eyes and he sighed.

I know he was not about to call my name in front of a million and one people.

He droned on and on about rules and expectations. If your CGPA dropped too low then it was goodbye to uni.

"Heaven knows I'd be kicked out before second semester" Jules groaned out and I laughed.

"Why?"

"Reading and studying is not exactly my forte. I forget things when I read" he shrugged and I pouted. I had a photographic memory so, I couldn't relate.

"We could study together?" I offered and he exhaled before chuckling.

"I was hoping you'd suggest that. Thank you. Wanna exchange numbers?" I nodded and he handed me his phone with a childish smile on his face. I tapped in my number and I could feel Theo's gaze burning holes through me.

"Perfect. Just call me whenever" I smiled at him and turned to Theo who was staring intently at me and then his gaze moved to Jules, his eyes narrowed at the raven haired male before I rolled my eyes.

He went back to speaking and I listened half heartedly before my mind drifted back to the dream I had.

"Cum for me, Baby" his voice seemed to start a chain reaction and he thrust hard into me. I cried out as my body began to shake. His thick and large cock slid deep into me while I moaned.

His jaws were clenched in furious urgency and my body was going limp as he had made me cum for the what? Fourth? Fifth time?

"I'm gonna cum, Theo!" I cried out again as he slammed into me, gripping my waist like he wasn't deep inside me enough.

"Cum on my cock, sweetie. Fuck, you're so fucking beautiful" he cupped my breasts that had easily turned sensitive from his assault.

I screamed out and he pulled out of me, warm cum rolled down the side of my thigh.

"On all fours, sweetheart" he stroked his cock. My legs were weak and tired but I was selfish. Greedy.

His cock was thick, large and long. It glistened with a mix of my cum and his precum. His balls seemed heavy and I bit down on my lip, assuming the position as he had asked.

He smacked my ass hard and I bit my lip. Theo wasted no time before he thrust into me and continued to sequentially thrust his cock deep into me, I could almost feel it in my mouth.

His thrusts were nothing like how softly he spoke. They were hard and definite. He was taking all of me. I wanted him to.

He held me tight as he came, carnal grunts left his lips and I whimpered, feeling every bit of it while he groaned and flicked my nipples.

I stepped out of my reverie when I heard people clapping. I searched around for Theo until I felt his familiar gaze behind my head. I turned to him and he smiled at me.

He had donned a simple charcoal suit but it looked like it was made in the 80's.

He still looked hot. Very hot.

He had gotten rid of his excess beard and his hair was in a nice bun while muscles bulged under his suit.

"Okay?" There was concern in his silver eyes as he mouthed the words and I nodded, unable to look away from him.

I was only torturing myself.

It wasn't like anyone would find out if Theo and I were in a relationship, right?

I sighed and looked away from him. A couple of minutes later, he was walking past me when he placed a folded piece of paper on my table, walking off and out of the hall as another professor had taken over.

I opened the paper, my heart skipping excitedly.

My office, after the orientation.
-Theo

His handwriting was immaculate. Perfect cursives. I'd be surprised if the man didn't jump out of a time machine from the 80s.

The man used a flip phone, he had the perfect writing, he dressed like he was from the 80's....there was no other explanation.

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