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MY DEAREST FRIEND
ABRAHAM
PAST
There’s something about the sway in her hips. The wideness of them that give way to the supple roundness of her ass.
Something about the way she can only stand to look at me for a moment, pressing her lips together to keep her smile from forming.
Something about the way she tries so hard not to fall in love with me. Of the two of us, I can’t help myself. I’m half in love with her already.
She makes me earn her, win her, conquer her. And then she leaves me wanting more. I’ve never met another woman like her, who doesn’t want to relish in what a relationship with me could mean for her. Doesn’t wish for more from me. Doesn’t demand anything of me.
It makes me want to give her everything.
We’re in my office and she’s here on her own before her classes begin for the day. Was it my desire calling out to her that led her back to me?
“Is there something in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” she asks, a cheeky smile spreading her lips.
“There isn’t a damn thing in my pockets,” I tell her as I step toward her before sweeping her into my arms. She wraps her legs around me like she was meant to fit me. Her long limbs line up perfectly with mine.
The length of her is filled by generous curves that soften her and harden me.
Merda.
“What’s wrong?” She presses the question against my lips as if she’s trying to coax out the truth.
But it’s far too massive to make its way out. Instead, I kiss her, wishing I could’ve met her at another time. In another life where we no longer meet in secret.
“I want to taste you again,” I grind out before pushing her onto my desk. She presses her legs together but I’m too impatient for her coyness. “Don’t hide your pussy from me.”
I push her knees apart and slide my hands from her knees to her thighs, yanking them apart, dragging her body toward me as I begin to settle in.
I’m about to pull her panties from her body when I hear a knock at my door.
The grumble from my chest is animalistic and I reach down to adjust my erection. What the fuck could be so important that it’s worth interrupting this moment?
“One moment,” I call out, helping a wide-eyed Sabrina up from the desk. She adjusts herself but her flush makes it so obvious. “It’s okay.”
My reassurance falls on deaf ears, her eyes still on the door.
I chuckle. “You may hide under my desk if you’d like.”
Her scowl is immediate, and I hold my hands up in mock surrender. With a flick, I unlock the door and step out, leaving it slightly open.
“Ah,” I start at the sight of Tómas, one of my oldest friends. Who also happens to be a dean here. “You look like you want to have a conversation. I’m a little busy at the moment, but I can swing by your office later.”
The expression on his face is one I haven’t seen in a while, eyes shrewd, mouth grim.
“Make sure you do that,” he tells me, gazing past me to look inside my office. When I glance back, Sabrina has opened the door, excusing herself.
“Thank you for the notes, Professor,” she rushes out before exiting my office. I watch as she walks away, not bothering to hide the longing in my eyes.
Tómas clears his throat.
“What are you doing?” he asks and I finally look at him again, shrugging my shoulders.
“Nothing illegal,” I assure him, stepping back into my office and leaving the door open, should he decide to continue the conversation. Much to my annoyance, he comes is and closes the door.
