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I scream and sling myself out of bed, but Gunner catches me before I can get too far. My entire body is trembling as he pulls me back into bed and against his chest. “It’s okay. It was just a nightmare,” he says softly.

“H-He was hurting me. I just wanted him to stop,” I sniffle.

“I know, love. You’re okay,” he says as he holds me tightly against his body. “You are safe now, Mila. He can’t hurt you anymore.”

“Fuck, it felt so real,” I sigh. “What time is it?”

“It’s about ten,” he says. “Veronica has been blowing your phone up all morning.”

“Ah. Yeah,” I say. “I should call her.” He leans over and grabs my phone off the nightstand to take it off the charger. Right as I go to call her, she calls me.

“Hey,” I say, answering the call on speaker.

“Hey, where the fuck are you? Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Sorry I didn’t text you. It was uh… crazy,” I say.

“Was your date with Charlie Jensen?”

“Yeah, why?” I ask.

“He is missing. His dad is losing his goddamn mind,” she says. “He wants to talk to you, but no one knew where you were.”

“So, I left the date early because he straight up tried to drug me. The server and manager saw. I… texted someone and they came and got me.”

“Who?” she asks.

“I need you to do me a favor and I’ll explain everything in person, okay?”

“Uh. Okay,” she says.

“I need you to bring me some clothes,” I say. “I can text you the address.”

“Girl… Who did you go home with?” she asks.

“If I tell you, you need to keep it to yourself. Okay?”

“Okay. Okay. Tell me,” she says.

“Gunner Vega,” I say slowly. Gunner chuckles when she squeals in excitement.

“ Please tell me you fucked him. Please,” she says happily.

“Veronica,” I say. “You’re on speaker.”

“I do not give a fuck. Did he fold your little ass or no?” she asks.

“Yes,” I say, laughing when she squeals and claps.

“Fuck yes, girl. He has been looking at you like he wants to bend you over his desk for ages. I love this,” she says. “I’ll bring you clothing, then you’ll tell me why you’re being evasive about dick breath?”

“Yeah, I will. Just… Please, keep the information to yourself. Okay? I am serious,” I say.

“I got you. You know that. Text me the address and I’ll be there soon,” she says. When we get off the call, I hand my phone to Gunner to send her his address.

“I’ll give you one of my shirts and we can go eat something,” he says, kissing me.

We go to the kitchen, and he sits me at his kitchen island before going to his fridge. I watch as he pulls out what he needs to make an omelet. He is lost in his own world as he prepares and begins cooking. It’s amazing to watch him do everything.

“You enjoy cooking,” I remark.

“I do. I used to cook a lot with my mom,” he says. “She taught me almost everything I know.”

“You look like you get lost when you are cooking,” I say. “I wouldn’t say I suck at cooking, but I do have an issue with overcooking everything. I’m afraid of poisoning myself, so everything is just a little overdone.”

“Well, I like my eggs overdone,” he says. “Wet eggs are gross to me. I’d prefer to just add hot sauce.”

“Same,” I smile.

Gunner prepares our food before coming around to sit with me. We eat in silence, but he has his hand on my thigh. He is gently stroking my leg and it’s making my pussy ache to be filled.

He glances over at me and smirks when he sees the state that I’m in. “You okay, Mila?” he asks innocently.

“I’m going to need you to bend me over your couch or something,” I say seriously.

“Finish eating,” he says with a grin.

I do as he has asked, and I finish eating my food. After, he takes my plate and rinses everything off and puts it away in the dishwasher. Before walking out of the kitchen, he pulls me close and kisses me deeply. “You are a wonderful cook,” I say.

“You’ve only tried my eggs, but thank you,” he chuckles.

We walk into the living room and as I walk around the couch to sit, he pushes me over the arm and pushes his fingers into me. “My love, you are already dripping,” he says as he pushes deeper.

“Oh God, I love your hands,” I moan. I have my head in my arms as he fucks me with his fingers. As soon as he pulls out, he grabs my hips and suddenly slams his cock into me. I scream out “Fuck!” He chuckles as he starts pounding into me.

“God, you are so fucking tight,” he grits. “This is my sweet little cunt. You want that?”

“Fuck. Yes. Oh God, it’s yours. Please, fuck me hard,” I beg.

Gunner suddenly quickens his pace and shoves deeper as I scream into my arms. It feels so damn good to be used by him. My moans are unhinged and damn near feral and only get louder as he rails me into his couch.

“Oh fuck. I’m coming. I’m coming. Oh, Gunner! Please!”

He growls as he grabs a fist full of my hair and pulls my head back as he goes harder and harder until it finally breaks, and we both come together. By the time he pulls out of me and has me stand, I am dazed.

“You, Sir… are fucking amazing,” I pant.

“So are you, my love. So are you,” he says sweetly before gently kissing me.

I am curled up in Gunner’s lap, laying against his chest. We are both watching television when the doorbell rings. I go to jump out of his lap, but he holds me in place. “Own it, Love,” he says. “It’s open.”

“Aww. Isn’t that cute,” Veronica says. “Here is some clothes for you. Hey Vega.”

“I have been inside your friend, Veronica. Just call me Gunner outside of class,” Gunner says as he turns the television off.

“Well, Gunner… If you hurt my girl, I’ll cut your face off and wear it as a Halloween mask,” she says sweetly.

“I’d like to tell you she’s joking, but she’s probably not,” I say to him with a smile.

“I won’t hurt her, but it would make a killer costume,” Gunner remarks.

“You’re such a smartass,” I laugh. “Come sit down, Veronica.”

“What’s up?” she asks, sitting next to us.

“I…” I start to say but tear up. “Fuck."

“Want me to tell her?” he asks softly.

“Uhm… please,” I say.

“Last night, after she left the date, she meant to send you a text but sent it to me. She was then essentially dragged into an alleyway and raped by Charlie. At some point, she was able to get a hold of something and start hitting him with it. He started choking her, so she kept hitting him with it until he finally stopped. That something was a tent spike, and he died,” Gunner explains. “He was brought here and cut up to be fed to my pigs.”

“Wait. You have pigs and I have not met them?” she asks. “Sorry. Murder. Continue.”

“The story that we are telling is that I got to her before he did, and she came home with me to stay in the guest room,” Gunner explains. “Worst-case scenario, we say that the St. Valentine Butcher was the one who saved her, and she was afraid to tell the truth.”

“You sound like you… have experience,” she says carefully.

“Because I do,” he says. “I trust her, and she trusts you, so… know that I am the butcher. I will make sure Mila does not have any issues with this.”

“What happens if they know she stayed here? Isn’t that against the rules?” she asks.

“Not directly. I have opened my home to students before when they drink too much to go back on campus,” he says.

“I’ll just skip the part where I got folded like a towel in his bed,” I say with a smile.

“So, let’s recap,” she says. “You got raped, killed the fucker, and then your hot professor helped hide the body before fold fucking you in his bed?”

“Basically,” I say.

“Cool. I still want to meet the pigs,” she says with a smile. “Also, I am so sorry that happened, Mila. Truly. The fucker got what he deserved.”

“You’re not mad?” I ask.

“No. If I had known he was your date, I would not have let you go. He is creepier than Blaise,” she says. “His dad is all sorts of freaked out right now though. You might want to address that.”

“Yeah,” Gunner sighs. “How about this? Get dressed and ride with Veronica to campus. I’ll go to my office, and you come straight to me. If anyone comes looking for you, we can just be recapping for the exam. Just say you would feel more comfortable to not talk to them alone and I will be there.”

“Okay,” I sigh. “Thank you, Gunner.”

“I’m going to bend you over each time you thank me,” he says as a warning.

“Thank you, Professor Vega,” I say with a grin.

“I’ll save that for your next anatomy lesson,” he says with a wink.

“Oh hey! You make it into the top ten percent?” she asks.

“Violently so,” I answer. “More than once.”

“Good. You deserve some decent dick,” she says. “Get dressed and we can go.”

I stop by my dorm to get my books before I walk across campus. Things are in chaos today. I do not stop and acknowledge anything because I do not want to talk about it. I am getting looks, but I act as casually as I can.

When I get to Gunner’s office, he immediately pulls me to his chest. “Everything will be okay,” he says softly. “I promise.”

“Just chaotic today,” I sigh.

“Let’s get set up like we are studying appropriately, okay?” he says, and I nod. Gunner kisses me before we lay out books and make it look like we are being appropriate. When we are set up, he stands behind me and places my hands on the desk. We are facing the door so we can tell if someone is coming. He pulls my pants down just enough to give him access before pulling his cock free.

“Fuuuuck,” I groan when he grabs my hips and pushes into me.

“We’ve gotta be fast and quiet, love. Ready?” he asks. I put my hand over my mouth and nod, knowing he is about to destroy me. He draws out and slams back into me, making me whimper. He instantly finds a pace that is unbelievably hard and fast. The sound of our bodies colliding is the only thing that sounds through the room.

I whimper and moan as he pounds into me. He has this ability to pull these small, rapid-fire orgasms out of me before one big one when he comes. Even without coming, it’s fucking amazing.

“Better come, baby. Don’t want to get caught, do you?” he asks.

“It’s so good. God, please. Harder,” I beg. He pushes me over his desk and shoves deeper with a growl, moving faster and harder. Everything breaks all at once and my orgasm drags him down, making him groan deeply as he pushes deep.

“Fuck, that was risky as hell,” he grunts as he pulls out of me.

“Very,” I laugh breathlessly as I stand. He grabs tissues and helps clean me before we fix our clothing. “I definitely need you to do that again soon.”

“I fully intend to lay you out on my desk and eat your pussy like it’s my last meal,” he says as he kisses me hard. “Let’s actually sit down and study, okay?”

“Okay,” I smile. “It smells like sex in here now.”

“I’ll fix that,” he laughs. When I sit across from his desk, and he opens his office door and cracks his window before sitting at his desk. He sits back and works on something separate as I focus on my notebook.

A knock at the door has me snap my eyes up to Gunner, but he stays calm. “How can I help you, Mr. Jensen?” Gunner asks simply.

“I need to speak with Ms. Hart, actually. Do you mind coming with me?” he asks as he comes around to look at me.

“Uh… I’d prefer to stay here and talk,” I say. “Can I help you with something?”

“Yes. You had a date with my son last night, and he hasn’t been seen since. I would like to know where he is,” he says with an accusatory tone.

“Not sure,” I say with a frown. “I left the blind date early when he tried to drug me in front of the entire restaurant.”

“How dare you say that about Charlie? Where is he?” he demands. “Where is he?”

“Sir, I don’t know where your son is. What I do know is that several other people saw him do it and he left powder on the rim of my glass. Now, I don’t know about you, but that sounds like the end of a date to me,” I say. “I left the restaurant and texted Professor Vega because I didn’t feel safe after your son did that.”

“And?”

“And… he picked me up outside of the Green Cavern bar,” I say. “I stayed in his guest room and now I am here studying for a test that I would like to not fail. Do you have any other questions?”

“The police are going to get involved, little girl,” he starts to say.

“You can direct their questions to me,” Gunner says. “I can vouch for her state of mind and her whereabouts last night. I do not think it is proper that you interrogate the girl that your son tried to drug. This is not the first time he has done something like this and the list of accusations is not exactly short.”

“I don’t know what you did to my son, but I will find out,” he says to me as a threat.

“Let me know if there is anything I can do to help. I am sure you must be worried,” I say simply.

“You could start by telling the truth,” he says.

“I am,” I say. “Your son tried to drug me after I rejected his advances, so I left the date and texted Professor Vega.”

“Here is the text with the timestamp, if you are curious,” Gunner says, holding up his phone.

“Do you really think it’s appropriate for you to be allowing female students to be staying at your house?” he asks with a frown. “What would the dean think?”

“He is aware that I have opened my home to students who feel unsafe or are too intoxicated to return to campus. It is widely known that I will help students where I can,” he says. “The only thing inappropriate here is your son’s actions and your attitude. If you are concerned about your son’s whereabouts, I suggest you go to the police and file a missing persons report.”

“I have,” he frowns.

“And what did they tell you?” Gunner asks, sounding curious.

“They said he was an adult,” he says. “I won’t let this go.”

“Mr. Jensen, he is your son. I may not be a parent, but I do understand your desire to protect him. We would do anything for those that we care about,” Gunner says. “If I hear anything, you will be my first call. Okay?”

“Okay,” he says, glaring at me.

“Have a good day,” Gunner says dismissively. When Charlie’s father leaves the office, we sit in silence for a while before Gunner gets up and shuts the office door.

“He’s not going to stop,” I say as he hugs me.

“There is nothing to find. The guy cleaned the alleyway I told you about, Jude. He had a bit of a situation himself with Veronica, but he helped make sure you were good,” he says.

“Yeah, she told me about that on the way to campus,” I say. “Blaise was a fucking creep, so I am glad that has been taken care of. Can Jude be trusted?”

“Yeah. Jude and Veronica are… very similar,” he laughs. “He’s a good guy.”

“What now?”

“Now… You get your car and come back to the house,” he says with a sweet smile. “Just remember that we always have to leave campus separately and arrive separately. Once you graduate, we can be public if you want.”

“We can play it by ear. I do not want to trigger his dad anymore than I already have,” I say.

We are curled up on the couch watching a movie. Gunner has been typing on his phone for a while now. It seems important so I do not interrupt. Spending the afternoon with him has been wonderful. The longer I am around him the harder I fall.

“So… we might have a problem,” Gunner says as he sets his phone down.

“What?” I ask.

“So, Jude was checking in on Charlie’s father. It looks like he is just as bad as his son. He thinks that there is a good chance that Charles is going to try and come after you,” he explains.

“Like legally?”

“No, baby, like how Charlie did. Jude didn’t explain much, but he said that he is going to handle it,” Gunner says.

“By ‘handle it’ you mean murder him and feed him to the pigs?” I ask.

“Yeah,” he smiles. “Jude and Veronica are handling that right now. They will be down at the barn sometime tonight or tomorrow.”

“Oh… So, they are a thing?” I ask.

“Yeah. Veronica is being a bit of a pain it seems, but they’re working it out,” he says.

“By a pain, I think you mean to say that she’s being a fucking brat, and he’s trying to break her,” I laugh. “It is about time someone broke that girl. He is in for a fight, though. She is mouthy.”

“Hmm. Kinda like another brat I know,” he says with a grin as he pulls me into his lap.

“I have far too much clothing on for you to be calling me a brat,” I tell him.

“Why don’t you fix that for me then,” he says, challenging me.

“Why don’t you make me, Professor Vega,” I say with a flirty smile.

“Love, toys are my friends. If I have to make you, you will be unconscious by the time I am done with you,” he warns.

“Prove it,” I say, kissing him.

Gunner stands and grips onto my ass as he carries me through the house to drop me on our bed. He immediately starts yanking my clothes off as I giggle and play fight with him. Once we are naked, he flips me to my belly and disappears into his closet. When he returns, he pushes something into me that sits firmly against my clit and G-spot. He wraps his belt around my thighs to keep the object firmly inside of me before moving me so that I am bent over the bed. My feet are not touching the ground, but I know exactly what he is about to do when I hear the bottle of lube.

“You are way too fucking big to be in my ass,” I say.

“Trust me?” he asks.

“I do…”

“Then just relax. I will not hurt you,” he promises. I nod and relax into the mattress. When the toy inside of me comes alive, it viciously sucks my clit and vibrates against my G-spot. I moan loudly and grip onto the blanket as he holds onto my hips.

“Oh, God! Gunner,” I yell out. Just when I think he might be easy on me, he suddenly slams the full length of his massive cock into my ass just as an orgasm breaks free. His speed is immediately relentless and all I can do is scream into the blanket as my professor pounds me into our bed. This is what fucking fantasies are made of.

I am learning so much right now about myself. One, I love his cock. Two, I love pain. Him slamming into my ass like that isn’t exactly comfortable. It hurts but it fuels something inside of me. The pressure is intense, but pleasure is still explosive.

Gunner continues to violently pound into my ass and just as my orgasm breaks again and we both start to come; a flood of warmth rushes out of me alongside a deep groan from both of us. He strokes a few more times to drain himself deep inside my ass before pulling out.

“Jesus, you are incredible,” I pant. As he takes the toy out of me and stands me up. I turn to see that he is grinning.

“We’ve made a mess, it seems,” he remarks proudly.

“You are like a sexy forbidden valentine,” I say before kissing him.

I do not know what the future holds for us, but I do know that we will travel this path together. I have never been so certain of a decision in my life. Everything I have ever done has been controlled and manipulated by everyone else, but this is my choice. I am giving myself in my entirety to Gunner Vega and together, we will throw ourselves headfirst into this relationship, giving it our all from the very beginning. Until I graduate college, he can be my forbidden Valentine.