Bronwyn Green

The Corner of Quirky & Kinky

So, this month’s First Time post is from the first morning after features Josie and Declan from THE PROFESSOR’S STUDENT.

Declan woke, blinking slowly in the gray dawn light. Josephine slept soundly in his arms, and he tugged her closer, smiling as she sighed and burrowed against him, her lips brushing across his chest. His cock was already hard. Granted, it usually was when he woke, but starting the morning with a beautiful, warm woman in his arms made it extra enjoyable. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so well.

He also couldn’t remember the last time anyone had stayed the night—Josephine’s drunken sleepover, aside. He supposed the last time would have been Catia, before they’d broken up. When they were together, he’d thought she was the one—that they were perfect for each other. But they’d crashed and burned. Between his frequent trips out of the country and the fact that he was based in Galway and she lived in London, they hadn’t been able to sustain a relationship. His schedule had been the thing that had ultimately done them in. Their plans had constantly gotten scrapped or changed at the last minute because he’d been called away to authenticate one thing or another. She’d hated being alone, and he’d often spent months at a time at dig sites. He’d been gutted when they’d broken up, but he’d eventually come to realize that it hadn’t been the right relationship for either of them. And he’d discovered that while he missed the sex, he didn’t really miss her. And everyone deserved to be important enough to someone else that they were missed.

Looking down at Josephine sleeping in his arms, he wondered who missed her. He had a feeling he would, come August. Not that he was planning to fall in love with her or anything, but he did like her. And, sure, a lot of those feelings were fueled by the amazing sex they’d had last night, but he genuinely liked her. Her intelligence, her sense of humor, her work ethic, her curiosity, her kindness, her beauty, and god knew her ability to give mind-numbing blow jobs was on the list. But she also frustrated him to no end. He grinned down at her. Trade offs.

He carefully brushed the hair from her face, the auburn strands looking more brown than red in the early morning light. Her eyes fluttered open, and she blinked up at him then smiled almost shyly.

“Morning, sweetling. How’d you sleep?”

She stretched, her tight nipples grazing his chest. “Really well. Almost like I’d been engaging in a lot of strenuous activity last night.”

He chuckled and dropped a kiss on the tip of her nose then drifted lower to her lips. After kissing her slowly and thoroughly, he finally lifted his head.

“As much as I’d like to take advantage of this morning hard-on and your warm, willing body, we have things to do today.”

She reached between them and wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked its length before sliding her fingers down and doing it again. “You sure? It’s nice and cozy in here.”

Catching her hand, he pinned it to the bed. “I prefer to have you squirming all day, wondering what will happen once we get back here.”

“Sadist,” she muttered.

“Aww, sweetling. You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

She glared at him, but her lips kept twitching.

“If you want a shower before we leave, you should get out of bed and into the bathroom. I’ll make breakfast, and then, we’ll be on our way.” Of course, he didn’t let go of her wrist. He loved having his hands on her. Loved holding her immobile. Loved just holding her.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“On an explore.”

Her eyes brightened. “Where are we exploring?”

“It’s a surprise. You’ll love it.”

She looked skeptical.

“Trust me.”

“I trusted you, and look where it got me.” She glanced meaningfully at her wrist then back at him.

He dragged the sheet down her chest with his free hand and watched her nipples bead. “I think we both know you enjoy where it got you.”

Her breath caught in her throat as he lowered his head.

His lips hovering millimeters above a taut peak, he licked the crinkled flesh then blew on it, watching as it tightened further. She shivered in response. Shivering harder when he added, “If you don’t get ready to leave, your punishment will be so, so much worse.”

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And be sure to check out Siobhan’s First Time post. Oh! And Kris’s post, too!

3 thoughts on “First Time: First Morning After

  1. Pansy Petal says:

    Loved this book!

  2. Siobhan Muir says:

    Oh she’s definitely in trouble. 😀 Great first morning after, Bronwyn.

  3. Kris Norris says:


    I remember these two, very ,very fondly… 😀

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