Page 10 of Tricking Mr. Scott


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“Why did you leave?”

I open my mouth to respond but close it quickly, my mind racing with millions of reasons all at once.

I was afraid of what it meant.

I don’t want to lose my scholarship.

I refuse to be your plaything.

All these reasons and more filter through my mind, but not one of them seems adequate.

“Class is starting soon,” I respond, choosing to ignore the question, hoping he’ll drop it.

But he won’t be deterred.

“Come with me,” he growls, gripping my arm tightly in his hand and pulling me out the door.

“What about your students?” My voice quivers, not in fear, but in anticipation.

There’s a wildness to his actions that makes my heart sing. Maybe that night meant as much to him as it did to me, and he wants me for more than just a one-night stand.

“They can wait.”

He spins me into a darkened corner, pinning me to the wall with his body.

“But this can’t,” he growls as he threads his fingers through my hair, grasping the strands tightly and pulling my head back before claiming my lips.

We break apart with a gasp as he caresses my cheek softly with his hand, staring at me in wonder.

“I never thought I’d see you again,” he whispers before leaning in, licking the seam of my lips, begging for entrance.

I open for him, lost in the sensations rolling through my body once again. Nothing else matters but his lips against mine and his cock hardening against my stomach.

“I’m sorry for leaving,” I gasp as he nibbles down my neck.

His hand kneads my ass before lifting me in the air, and I wrap my legs around his waist.

“I didn’t know,” I murmur.

He groans, thrusting his hips forward and bumping my clit with his cock. It’s in this moment that I know this was so much more than a passing fling. I’m not prepared to voice my feelings, but my heart knows I belong to Wylder Scott, and there isn’t a damn thing I can do about it. It sounds like the stuff of fairy tales, but he’s the man I’ve been waiting for.

We break apart as the sound of voices drifts from the other end of the hall. Wylder shields me with his body as the voices pass before turning his attention back to me, his eyes on fire with desire and so much more.

“What are you doing here?”

“I’m your new teaching assistant.” I hold my hand up awkwardly between us while giving him a shy smile.

Wylder immediately steps back, putting space between us for the first time since I walked into the lecture hall. An icy calm falls over his face as he pins me in place with his stare.

“So that’s what this is.” He runs a hand through his hair, cursing softly. “Is this the new way to get a passing evaluation from professors?”

I recoil at his words.

“You think I slept with you because…” My voice cracks as unimaginable pain slices through my body. “What type of person do you think I am?!”

My entire body shakes with rage as I pull my hand back and slap him hard across the face.

“I gave myself to you, Wylder. All of me. How could you say these things to me after what we shared?”

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