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Placing it on his desk, he straightens, sliding his hand around the back of his neck as he walks away from me to the filing cabinet where my bag is on the floor. Silence falls over the office, and I study his sexy back, his broad shoulders, his strong hands in his hair.
Heat warms my belly, and I wonder how fast I can make him hard again. Now that I’ve had a taste, I’m so hungry for more.
“We can’t be together, Reanna.” He speaks the words slowly, in a low voice, like he’s reading a verdict.
I’m not sure I’m breathing. The words are a sucker punch. “But… How can you say that after—”
“What happened just now?” Turning to face me, his brow furrows. “I’m your professor. I could get fired, you could be put on probation or worse.”
“I don’t care about that.” I take a step closer, but he puts a hand on my shoulder to stop me.
“You don’t know how something like this could affect your life, your future.”
Anger flashes in my throat, and I want to scream.
Instead I take a beat.
I’m a soldier, a master of controlling my feelings. Even if he did just fuck my brains out, I’m a professional. I have to play it cool.
“How might it affect my life, professor?” Curiosity is in my voice, and perhaps a touch of sarcasm.
His eyes narrow, and I’m glad to know both our tempers are still intact. If he weren’t angry, he wouldn’t care.
“In a few months, you’ll graduate and move on with your life. You should spend this time getting to know your peers.”
Not so long ago, I found his restraint sexy. Now I’m pissed, but I hold onto my calm. “Are you saying you want me to date someone my own age?”
His jaw tightens, but he looks away, trying to cover. “I think that’s probably for the best.”
And in that simple response, the tension in his jaw, the way he forces the words, my fury melts into satisfaction. Pushing off the desk, I have a new idea as I pick up my bag, slipping it over my shoulder.
“Thank you, professor. This was a very inspirational visit.” I stride out of the smaller office into the main one and unlock the outer door.
I don’t even stop when I hear him say my name. He wants to pretend this didn’t mean anything, but I felt his desire. It’s ravenous and possessive.
Perhaps I’ve grown a little obsessed with him, but the soreness in my core, the ache when I walk from how he fucked me like a beast, tells me he’s equally obsessed.
The game continues, Professor Winston.
13
Dirk
I made a mistake.I made a big, terrible mistake.
A phantom image of her bent over the desk in front of me drifts through my mind, and my dick hardens.Fuck, I screwed up bad… but I tried to make it right.
Standing over the sink in my kitchen, I brace the sides of the counter with my hands as I try to decide what to do. I came here wanting to be a part of something better. I thought sharing my knowledge, shaping young minds would be a way of giving back. I thought teaching would be a meaningful profession.
Then I found her.
Then the earth moved.
Reaching up, I scrub my hand across my eyes. I can’t get the vision of what we did out of my head. Her long hair spread around her on my desktop, her eyes closed as she wrapped her fingers around the edges of the wood. Her narrow waist, her heart-shaped ass, uncovered and lifted to me.
I can still hear her pleas for more.Punish me… The noises she made, the little gasps and moans every time I pounded into her, fucking her relentlessly, violently, slapping her pussy until she lost control.
I did punish her, and it was hot as fuck.
