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She shakes her head as though to reassure me she hadn’t said anything at all.
“C minus.”
Her gaze snaps up to meet mine. “What?”
“The fellatio was passable.” I sniff. “You will report to my office at 7:45 each morning before classes to improve your technique.”
Her cheeks turn a delicious shade of pink. “And if I don’t?”
“Then you will be punished.”
I turn on my heel then place my hand on the door latch. “Next time, use the chain and peephole before you let a strange man into your apartment.”
She huffs. “You forced your way in, remember?”
My lips curl into a smirk. “And if I have to hunt you down again, you won’t enjoy my retribution.”
ChapterEighteen
PHOENIX
Shit.
Oh, shit.
Shit, shit shit.
I’m still on my knees with one shoulder braced against the wall, my eyes fixed on the closed door. My knickers aresoaked.
The muscles of my pussy clench and spasm in unison with my heart. It beats so hard that it feels like I’m going to rupture all my blood vessels.
That was…
There are no words.
Professor Segul just walked in here and acted like I belonged to him. What he just did right now was lower than a booty call.
Yet I want more.
Shaking my head, I exhale a long breath, and drop my gaze to the floor.
“What the fuck have I done?” I mutter under my breath.
This is worse than summoning a demon, worse than opening Pandora’s box. Because those are all fictional and you can close the book when it gets too intense.
I’ve stirred something hungry and dark within Professor Segul and now he wants more.
“At least he’s answered my question,” I mutter. “This isn’t a one-off.”
I hadn’t left the studio since Sunday, and spent the past few days fretting over whether or not I wanted to be someone’s sub.
My ass still hurts. Sitting in the Uber hadn’t been so bad, but when I returned to the studio and checked my bruises, I was shocked.
It was purple with bruises, handprints and fingerprints. How on earth could anyone enjoy receiving that level of pain?
Then my nipples were tender, and my clit felt like a raw nerve. I couldn’t leave my studio in case everyone detected it on my face.
A knock sounds on the door. “Are you alright?” asks Charlotte from next door. “I heard noises.”
