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“Look, I’m, uh-” I cough suddenly realizing my hand is still on her arm and dropping it as I clear my throat. “Look, I’m sorry if I was inappropriate. Your sunglasses, and the hat-”
“It’s okay, Professor Martin.”
Fuck.
There’s something so innocent about the way she says it, something off-limits and wrong about the way it almost sounds like she’s acquiescing to me that gets my cock rock hard in my jeans.
“Well, listen, I really didn’t recognize you, although I have no fucking idea how I didn’t with you front and center in class every day like you are.”
It’s not really flirtatious, but she blushes like I just dropped a line on her.
“You’re sure I can’t pay for the shirt.”
She laughs, and it’s this musical sound, her whole face twinkling as she smiles. “No, honestly, I’m the one that should be paying for yours.”
I shrug. “We’ll just say it’s covered by your tuition.”
She grins, biting her lip. “I’m here on a scholarship.”
Damn, is this girl hitting on me? It’s shy and inexperienced, which makes no sense coming from a girl that looks like his, but she’s almost flirting with me.
“Ah, well, in that case, I’m going to need you to pay for the shirt.”
She laughs again, and I realize I’m grinning like an idiot, allowing myself to flirt right back with this girl that I should not be flirting with.
She opens her perfect, pouty lips to start to say something, but then quickly closes it, her cheeks getting redder.
“Listen, you sure everything’s okay with that jackass?”
She grins at me and nods quickly. “It’s okay, really. Just an asshole.”
The thought of him being a jilted lover or an ex or something has me tensing my muscles all over again. The thought of her being with anyone - let alone a douchebag like that - has me seeing red for a second; like she’s mine.
And she’s not - not mine, that is - but that’s not to say I’m not thinking of every single way I want to make her mine.
“Well listen, if you need to talk, my office is always open.” I shrug, “I work late.”
She blushes again and bites that damn bottom lip again. “Thanks, Professor.”
We’re standing in the damn hallway of the school, surrounded by people, and all I can think about is tearing that shirt off her and burying my face in those ripe young tits. All I can picture is her bouncing up and down on my cock, that tight barely legal pussy gripping my shaft as she moans my name and comes for me. I’m imagining throwing her legs up over my shoulders and fucking her like a girl like that needs to be fucked until I pump every drop of my cum deep inside that fertile young cunt.
Student; she’s a STUDENT you fucking idiot.
“Professor?” I shake my daydream out of my head and blink to see her looking at me bashfully.
“Hmm?”
“See you in class tomorrow?”
I cough. “Uh, yeah.” I smile, forcing myself to make it a teacher-student sort of nurturing smile and not a wolfish and hungry one. “See you tomorrow, Ellie.”
Chapter 6
Liam
I’m in my office later after there rest of the building is dark and empty. And it’s exactly how I like it since it’s quiet enough to get some writing done.
But I can’t work tonight, because I’m rock hard. I’m imagining those tits, and that red hair fanned out as she lays across my desk, her legs spreading for me.
