Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
I would finger you slow and soft at first, letting your wetness build until it’s spilling out of you, lubing up everything. And then I would add another finger and another until you’re stretched to the point where it’s almost painful but not quite. Your little friend (who is staring at you intently right now, by the way) would cry with his little boner in his hand, knowing he will never be able to bring you the pleasure that I can. He’ll stroke his cock along with the other little shits in this class and wish they were me.
This time I do smile. When I look at Jaime, he hurries to look away, but it’s too late. I catch him. I glance at Leo and he’s laughing. We share a secret smile before he goes back to texting.
And then I would fuck you, deep and hard while your screams of pleasure fill the room. As I squeeze and suck your perfect tits, everyone watching will be jealous because they want you, but they can’t have you. Only I can. Your pussy belongs to me now. It’s all mine, and I’ll use it how I want and when I want and will make you come so hard that your eyes will cross and your legs will be useless. When your pussy is too sore, I’ll use your ass. You liked my tongue on your asshole, didn’t you?
I bite my lip, remembering the strange, yet amazing sensation.
I know you did. You’ll like my cock filling you up even better.
There’s a small zing of fear at the thought of my ass being penetrated by his huge dick. I’ve never had anything in there before, though I have entertained the idea of it. It just seemed too strange and too scary to even attempt it. But this is just fantasy, right?
By now I’m so wet it’s uncomfortable. I squirm in my seat, trying to find a position that feels more comfortable, but my pussy is so sensitive nothing works. I look up at Leo and see his dark stare, the hunger in his eyes. He stands up.
His voice is like a sudden gunshot, filling the room and startling those around him. “It’s your lucky day,” he says. “I’m letting you out early. Continue this work outside of class. None of you completed yesterday’s case study to my expectations. I expect all of you to take your time today to look over your partner’s edits and resubmit by the end of the day. See you tomorrow, bright and early.”
Everyone seems confused at first, then excited by this development and they shuffle out of the room. As I stand up Leo says, “Kimmy, you stay. We need to talk about your case study in particular.”
Jaime gives me a sympathetic smile. “This class can be a little rough. Hang in there, you’ll get it.”
“It’s definitely rough,” I say, smiling inside as he pats me on the shoulder and leaves.
I wait until everyone is gone and then I walk toward the door to lock it.
“No,” Leo says, “Leave it.”
My eyebrows shoot up high on my forehead as the confusion distorts my features. Are we not fooling around this time? The disappointment of us not fulfilling anything that we texted about brings a tightness to my chest.
He surprises me by saying, “The risk of getting caught is half the fun.”
I hesitate. While yes, a little danger could be fun, we could really be caught. He could get in serious trouble if someone sees him fooling around with a student. My reputation could be ruined as well. No student wants to be the teacher’s pet in that way. But his confidence is contagious, and rather than listen to my own instincts, I follow his lead. I give into the excitement of being caught. Taking this risk is heightening my senses. I grow bolder as I walk to the front of the large hall and to his desk, where he’s leaning back so cockily. Like he knew I would come. He expects me to follow his instructions.
We stand in front of each other and stare into each other’s eyes. My nipples tingle and grow hard. I’m exhilarated and nervous. There are other feelings too, that I can’t quite put my finger on in the moment. The stirring in my chest is terrifying because it feels like this is more than just a fling. When he told me I’m his and no one else’s, I wanted that to be true. And I realize now, as I walk down the aisle toward him, that I want him all to myself as well.
Oh, God. Am I falling for my professor? Even as I ask myself that question, I know the answer and it’s horrifying. I am. There’s no getting around it. Leo is everything I’ve ever wanted. Smart and sexy, the kind of man who takes charge and will risk everything to be with me.