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Jax has been ghosting me again, but honestly, I couldn’t care if I tried. Most of the last six days have been spent in bed with Lucas. There have been more orgasms than I can count.
And if we’re not screwing, we’re kissing and talking. And it feels like the first real relationship I’ve ever been in.
We don’t talk about the future, not yet, but it looms over us like a storm cloud on the horizon. I hate that he’s still going to England, but I understand. This program is important to him, and I can support that—even if it means spending an entire year apart while I’m raising a baby and he’s making his mark on the literary world.
Lucas believes he is meant for great things, and I believe that, too. I have faith that once his time with the program is done, he will come home and put me and the baby first. I believe that. I have to believe it because if I don’t, it will ruin the greatest relationship I’ve ever been in.
Today is the first day of the spring semester. We each have a very busy day, so we drive separately to campus. The car ride alone is the most time we’ve been apart since New Year’s Day. But I have a little something for him planned during our first class to make up for the time we’re going to be apart today.
It might be a little diabolical of me, but it’s just the first day. All he’s really doing is passing out the syllabus and talking about all the essays and books we have to write this semester. He can handle a little distraction.
After parking in the student lot, I reach into my bag with shaky hands and pull out the toy Sage suggested. It’s a U-shaped pink silicone vibrator and I did lengthy internet research to ensure it was safe for pregnant women. It takes a moment to figure out which way to put it in, and once I slide it into place, I pick up the small black remote and gently click it on.
I nearly fly out of my seat. The vibration is gentle but surprising since I feel it both inside and out. It feels so good it makes me want to skip class and enjoy it right here. But then I’d miss out on the best first day of school ever.
Our class is in the same lecture hall as last semester, so as I walk in, I veer subtly toward the front of the room first. Lucas is talking to another faculty member near his podium, but I shoot him a casual greeting before discreetly dropping the black remote next to his laptop. Thankfully, no one seems to notice.
Then, I find a seat in the fourth row, right in the middle.
And I take this specific seat for a reason.
Lucas looks up from the clipboard in his hands and notices me, his brow furrowing as he tries to figure out why I’m wearing such a mischievous grin and a new outfit. Crossing my legs under my desk, I bite my lip as I glance down at my class schedule for the semester, waiting for our class to start. The toy currently inserted inside me feels like such a dirty secret, and I’m so turned on by it.
I’m in a classic schoolgirl skirt and white button-down top. Something I definitely didn’t have on this morning. I watch with a smirk on my face as he clears his throat to speak to the other professor.
If this is going to be my last semester with Dr. Goode, then I’m going to make it memorable.
A few moments later, the other students usher in, and our class is due to start. The other teacher he was talking to leaves, and Dr. Goode turns toward us, ready to start his lecture. Then his eyes trail down toward me, landing under my desk, where my legs are spread wide, and he gets a perfect view right up my skirt.
He freezes, and his eyes widen. I can see his jaw clench from here as he glances up at my eyes angrily. I’m going to be punished for this, and I cannot wait.
My eyes flash downward to the table, and his gaze follows. When he notices the black remote sitting there, he quickly snatches it and shoves it into his pocket. Then he glares at me and I can’t keep the smirk off my face.
Luke struggles through his introduction, tripping over his words, trying his hardest to keep his eyes from between my legs. Every few minutes, I take pity on him and press my knees together so he can focus. But when I get bored with that, I simply let them drift open again, gently pulling up my skirt and scooting down in my seat to make his view even more tempting.
When the first few minutes go by and he doesn’t turn the vibrator on, I start to feel a hint of disappointment.
I’m hardly paying attention to what he’s saying, but as he starts a discussion with one of the students, I don’t even notice him put his hand in his pocket.
As a burst of vibration hits my core, I let out a shriek and hop in my seat. It goes away quickly, but everyone in the room turns to gawk at me. I cover it up with a cough and notice Luke laughing to himself.
After a moment, he pushes it again. The setting is low and virtually silent, but it feels so good I struggle to sit still.
I watch his eyes trail toward me, gazing at me intently as I grip the edge of my desk and squirm in my seat. The vibration is a tease, and he knows it.
He moves to stand behind the podium instead of walking around the front of the room like he normally does, and I know exactly why. I’m willing to bet he’s pitching quite a tent down there.
I let my eyes close with my legs spread, enjoying the rapture of this feeling. It’s a slow, subtle ride down a river of pleasure and I’m loving every second.
“Miss Green,” he calls, and I pop my eyes open to stare at him. He reaches into his pocket and hits the button again to increase the intensity. I bite down a yelp.
“Yes?” I squeak.
“You read Paradise Lost last semester, didn’t you?” he asks.
With a painful swallow and a quick fidget in my seat, I reply, “Yes.”
“Would you like to share your thoughts on the religious allegory of Milton’s poem?”
