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You’ll be gone from dinner Saturday to breakfast Sunday.
I laugh and respond.
You know my schedule better than I do ;)
He calls, and I nibble my bottom lip before answering. “Adrian, listen, we can’t do—”
“You’re coming over and I’m going to cook for you. I don’t have a fireplace, but I’ll make sure my house is nice and warm while I feed you,” he says.
I flop back in bed. It would be so easy if he were only good in bed. Maybe if he burns all the food and we have nothing to talk about, then it willjustbe sex and we’ll both realize it and can let it go, bit by bit.
After all, he’s not the only guy in the world who’s made me come.
“Staying in?” I confirm.
“All night, Kitten. You already know where I live… unless you’d rather me work on a Saturday so we can have a long, thorough talk in my office about what has you distracted in class,” he says in a sultry voice.
“Saturday,” I mumble. “Your house.”
twenty-three
Igo through outfits on Saturday, trying to find something that’s sexy and cute. The kind of thing I’d wear to a date. I managed to skip out on a frat party last night, despite it making Beth suspicious.
But now that she’s seeing me look through clothes, she rolls her eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a date tonight?”
“I didn’t think you’d approve of myTinderdate,” I dismiss.
“It could be worse. As long as you’re not hung up on our teacher, I’m happy,” she says lightly. “Also, you should go with a deeper lip color, a smokey eye, and a sweater dress. Knee-high boots will make it sexy and cute at the same time. Like, no promise of sex, but still attractive.”
I chuckle. “Definitely trying to get some,” I joke and put on some lingerie under my dress. Once I’m all set to go, I promise to text her if I need anything and otherwise, I’ll be back in the morning. Beth tells me to have fun and to disappoint my parents, which makes me laugh.
My mom would definitely be disappointed by my fucking my professor.
I don’t let my mind wonder, not daring to let the bad thoughts screw me again, and focus on what I do have. Because I don’t know if I ever want him to stop touching me.
As I drive up his driveway, I notice the garage door is open and park inside. With one last breath, I turn off the car and get out, ready for my time with Adrian. A soft knock on his door is all it takes for him to open. As my eyes find his, a smile spreads on his face and I can’t stop the one that spreads on mine.
“Well, Chef. I’d like something spicy. I meanreallyhot,” I order as I look over the apron he’s wearing. “And some wine.”
“I’ll need to see your I.D. if you want wine,” he says with a slight smile. “And the menu is pre-planned.”
“Sounds like I might be disappointed, then,” I sass, and his gaze darkens.
He grips my shoulders, pushes me against the door, and claims my lips as he tangles his fingers in my hair. When he draws back, he takes off his apron, tosses it to the side, then pulls me closer to kiss me again.
“That note you left on Friday,” he growls between kisses.
“Oh, that little memo?” I ask demurely.
“I had to stay sitting through the whole class.” He grabs my ass, dragging me against him.
“I wasn’t that mean. I spread my legs to show you it was true,” I pant. “I didn’t wear underwear since I know how much you prefer me without panties.”
Groaning, he forces me to my knees. “I’ve been hard since then. It doesn’t matter how much I jerk off, Kitten. I think of you without panties, and then I think of your ass red under my hand, my tie around your wrists…”
“And here I am, entirely dressed with my hands free.” I wave my fingers at him.
“Very easy to fix. You’re going to eat your appetizer, and lucky for you…” He undoes his belt and pulls it through all the loops in one go. “You don’t need hands.”
