Eden Books At The University: Forbidden Age Gap Story

Andrea has a plan to seduce the amazingly handsome Dr. Stone. He’s over twice her age, and with experience far beyond that. As a world renowned Archaeologist, she wants him to show her the world. That’s why she enrolled in University, to be taught by his firm hand and kind voice.

But he’s leaving on an expedition soon, and she’s determined to go with him. She’ll offer him her innocence, as long as he promises to make her his.

At The University is a sizzling, quick read featuring raunchy, risky rough loving by bestselling erotica author, Candy Quinn.

♡ Excerpt ♡

He was so dirty, and she loved it. She was already so wet, and the way he teased her, grinding against her… She was fighting a losing battle, just like he was.

The kiss on her neck only further inflamed her desires, and she nodded her head, her raven locks bobbing along  her shoulders.

“But you still have to teach me what to do,” she said, “and you can’t hold it against me that I don’t know.”

He groaned lowly, his teeth nipping her skin just a tiny bit to tease her. He squeezed her thighs and murmured into her ear, “Reach down… undo my belt, my zipper. Reach on into my boxers… and pull my cock free,” he told her, instructing her.

“Very important way to start… if you’re gonna handle my needs… you’ll be doing that two… three times a day, every day,” he said in a growl of lust before licking her neck up to her ear, to suckle her lobe.

Her heart pounded louder, drowning out her thoughts and leaving only the feelings of excitement and desire. She’d been worried that his needs would be outpaced by her own, but at his words, she felt giddiness. Her hands reached forward, finding his belt, his zipper, his boxers. She hesitated only a second before she reached into his boxers, wanting to savour the moment before her dainty hands wrapped around his thick shaft.

Her eyes went wide, and she made a little whimper of frustration.

“Oh no,” she pouted.

“What?” he asked, as that enormously thick, long shaft pulsated in her hand. It was iron-shod, it felt like. Her squeezes were able to have no impact on it except to feel the intense heat of his veiny flesh, causing him to twitch some more.

It was more than she’d dared imagine when she’d lay awake at night fantasizing about him, and what her first time with him would be like.

“There’s no way that’s… I mean… I’m just too small for that,” she said, disappointment lacing her voice. She wasn’t putting on an act, that much was clear. “I don’t even think I’d be able to fit it in my mouth.”