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Shaking my head, I gather up my lecture material, putting away my laptop and notes. I check my watch as Ms. Everett continues her nap. Her breaths are only growing deeper.
Dammit. I have to wake her up.
If she has any more questions, she’ll have to come to my office.
Thatsends a chill rolling down my spine as my blood warms.
“What the hell is wrong with me,” I mutter.
There’snothingabout Ms. Everett that should be making me feel like this.
I have been around plenty of female students, someveryattractive in the sense of the word. Some of them have even tried to flirt for better grades.
But none have made me feel a thing.
Well, not inthisway.
Just wake her up and send her home.
Taking a deep breath, I cross the dull, maroon carpet of the lecture hall to tap her on the shoulder. “Ms. Everett.” I clear my throat.
“Mmm...” She stirs, but only slightly, leaning into my touch, as my hand rests on her shoulder.
I ignore the way her soft sound makes my body respond. “Ms. Everett. Dr. Hunan is going to need this lecture hall in twenty minutes. You need to wake up.”
My voice is gruff and edgy, and I’m tryingveryhard to ignore the fire underneath my palm on her shoulder as I shake her everso slightly, so that it’s more of a nudge than anything else. “You really need to wake up,” I say a little louder.
She jerks upright, her hair flying up and around her.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” she groans, her voice groggy. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” She looks up at me, and then down at my hand, still resting on the white material of her shirt.
I instantly pull it away as her eyes come back to mine, the green slightly darkened with what looks like desire. Maybe it’s wishful thinking, maybe not, but I’m choosing not to read into it.
I clear my throat as I take a step back. “If you have any further questions, I’ll be in my office.” I don’t give her a chance to respond as I turn on my heels and head for my things.
Slinging my messenger bag over my shoulder, I head for the side exit, ignoring the sounds of her shuffling.
Please don’t have any questions. Please don’t come to my office.
As I make it to the brass knob on the dark cherry wooden door, I glance over my shoulder, hoping and dreading to find her there.
My chest tightens as I notice Ms. Everett isnotbehind me.
I step into the ornate room and close the door, locking it behind me.
My body is on fire, because while my mind chose not to read into her reaction to my touch, the rest of me couldn’t ignore it.
I drop the bag onto the floor beside my desk and take a seat, my eyes scanning the books that line the shelves as a way to distract and calm myself.
My cock is throbbing against my slacks, and I feel like a fuckingteenagerfor responding in that way.
Maybe it’s just been too long since I’ve been with someone.
I run my hand over my face, delaying the inevitable.
I shouldn’t be feeling this for her. This is so wrong.
She is my student. And so young.
