She looked at herself in the full-length mirror, pulling her long hair out of its ponytail so it fell around her shoulders. The corset made her breasts look twice as large and, as she had suspected, the lacy neckline of the chemise just barely provided enough coverage. If she lifted her arms too high, her nipples would pop right out of the top. To top it off, the white silk hem fell only a few inches below the curve of her ass. She slipped on the bathrobe, which thankfully completely covered her backside, but she couldn’t for the life of her figure out how she would fall gracefully in the getup and keep everything in place. Grabbing her phone, she shot off a quick text.
Min:This costume leaves very little to the imagination.
He responded right away.
Liam:I’ll be right there.
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Liam took the stairs two at a time from his office on the main floor to the rehearsal space in the basement. He rounded the corner, coming up short as he took in the scene. Karen, the middle-aged costumer, was trying to artfully tie the sash of a red silk bathrobe so as to conceal Min’s lower body – trying and failing.
His eyes raked over Min, swathed in red and white silk that clung to every sinful curve, her breasts pushed together and heaving with each breath.Fucking corsets.He ran his hands through his hair to keep himself from grabbing for her, but then she bit her lip and widened her eyes, a silent plea for assistance, and he damn near lost his mind. No way in hell was she going into the rehearsal room like that, never mind on stage.
Standing back to look at Min, Karen noticed him for the first time. “Ah, Dr. Jacobs. Mel says she has to fall in this costume?”
“Yes. But at the moment, I’m concerned about her moving at all,” he said, barely containing the growl in his voice. Min squeezed her thighs together and his eyes tracked the movement.She’s turned on?I’m about to tear a colleague apart for putting her in lingerie, and she’s probably wet for me already. Goddamn.
“I wish Tammy would have told me.” Karen shook her head, oblivious to the lust pulsing between the student and the conductor. Finally, she sighed. “I’ll get you a pair of lollypop pants.”
“Pants would be good,” Min said.
“No, dear, lollypop pants. Like cheerleaders wear under their skirts. It’ll keep you covered when you fall without compromising Tammy’s vision.”
Fuck. Because the image of Min as a cheerleader is just what I need to feel like less of a delinquent for fucking my student.
All the color drained from Min’s face, but just for a moment. She took a deep, steadying breath and began nodding, her jaw set in determination.
He took a step towards her. “If you’re not comfortable with this costume, you can say so.” Karen began to protest, but he raised his hand and silenced her, his eyes never leaving Min. “Can you give us a minute?” He said, the command in his voice sharp.
Karen huffed before disappearing back into the rehearsal room, leaving them alone.
Liam held open the dressing room door for Min, gesturing for her to lead the way inside with an arch of his eyebrow. Even as the door closed, he kept his distance, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides. He didn’t trust himself not to break his own rule about on campus interactions and fuck her right there.Goddamn, she’s gorgeous.
“You don’t have to wear this. I’ll talk to Tammy.”
“No. I’ll wear it. I can’t have Tammy thinking I’m difficult to work with right before auditions for the winter production.”
He shook his head and put his hands on her shoulders, crouching slightly to meet her gaze. “I don’t like the idea of you wearing this on stage.”
“Don’t I look okay?” She glanced down, trying to see herself.
The doubt and self-consciousness in her voice broke his heart. “You look fucking incredible, Min. That’s not the problem,” he growled.
“If she gets me the lollypop pants, I can do the fall. It’s fine.”
He buried his hands in her hair, tugging on the chestnut tresses to tilt her head back. Her breathing hitched and his cock jolted painfully at the reminder of all the things he could do to her to get her to make that sound over and over again.
“All I can think about is ripping this robe off you and fucking you until neither of us can walk properly. I don’t want every other guy in the room thinking about you like that, too.”
Min snaked her arms around his waist, slipping her hands into his back jeans pocket and pulling his hips against hers. She smiled as his growing bulge pressed against her and shifted her hips to line him up with her hot center.Christ. This woman was trying to kill him.
“Who cares what they think? You’re the only one who gets to act on it.”
She rose on her tiptoes and ran her tongue over the shell of his ear. He exhaled shakily, barely clinging to his control. “Contessa,” he growled, a warning, even as his grip in her hair tightened.I will not fuck her in a dressing room on university property while half the department was in the next room. I will not be that reckless.
“Maybe I’ll take this home with me after the performance and we can have our own private show,” she murmured in his ear, her breath hot and wet and making him think of all the other places where she was hot and wet.
He groaned. “Please let me talk to Tammy.”
