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After she peels off the skin, she carefully picks the fruit apart, digging her fingers between the tiny segments while regarding me with a cheeky smile. She picks up a piece, squishing it between her fingers, before she slides the fruit pulp between her luscious lips. It’s agonizingly erotic, and I’m sure she knows that.

She’s taking her time with the fruit, eating every single piece with an expression on her face that almost mimics a mini orgasm. And when she’s finally done, she licks the leftover juice from her fingers, one by one, while fixating me with her gaze, lashes fluttering, and the hint of a naughty smile playing at the corner of her lips.

I’m drenched in sweat by the time she’s done, and my cock is so hard that I have to hide behind the desk for the rest of the lecture. I’m sure it must look odd, especially since my students are used to me wandering around at the front while lecturing, but I can’t possibly be standing in front of them like this.

I almost release a sigh of relief when class ends and the students start fleeing out of the room as quickly as possible.

All, except one.

It’s not unusual for Claire to come and talk to me after class, since she’s my TA. But today, there will be more than talking, after what she just did.

She’s smiling when she walks up to the desk at the front.

„Let’s talk in my office,” I say, as soon as she comes to a halt in front of me.

„Sure,” she pipes, before she follows me out of the room.

I’m walking fast, taking wide strides, and she struggles to keep up with me. She’s panting, by the time we reach the door to my office.

„What the hell was that?” I ask as soon as we step inside, and the door is closed behind us.

She jumps when I lock the door before casting a taunting smile at me and shrugging. „I don’t know what you’re talking about, Professor Jones.”

„I told you not to call me that,” I hiss, helpless against her appeal when she comes closer.

„Not even here?” she asks in a whisper, now standing so close that I can feel the heat of her body. „I’m just trying to keep it professional.”

„No, you’re not,” I say, and she flinches in surprise when I lift a hand to caress the side of her face. She closes her eyes and leans into my touch.

„You’re asking for trouble,” I breathe.

„I know, and it’s working,” she replies, and a smile graces her pretty face.

„It is,” I agree, before I wrap my arm around her and pull in for a kiss.

She not only lets it happen, but gets right into it. Her arms fly up and wrap around my neck, while she gets up on her toes and reciprocates my hungry kiss.

Our lips never part, our tongues entwine in a passionate dance, while I guide her over to my desk. I keep the surface neat and empty for the most part, which comes in handy when I cup her tight little ass and lift her up on the table surface.

My hands dig right into her soft flesh, because she’s wearing a thong underneath this illegally short skirt, and the thought of her naked ass on my desk awakens my cock anew.

„You’re such a naughty little girl,” I hiss into our kiss, and her lips widen into a smile.

„Thank you,” she breathes, before her tongue meets mine again.

A thought comes to my mind, and I push her down, until she’s lying on her back, her head placed almost close enough at the edge of the desk.

This could work.

I move her up a bit further, before I pull up her top together with her bra, so she’s lying before me with her tits exposed.

„Take it off,” I order, and she hooks her hands underneath her rolled up top and pulls it over her head.

I bend down, pushing my fingers underneath her arched back to unhook her bra, and pull it off of her body. My lips find her right nipple, closing around it, while I start sucking on it.

A groan, way too loud, escapes her, and I place a hand on top of her mouth to shut her up.

„Quiet,” I warn her, before I move over to her left nipple.

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