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I walk around him and feel Adrian’s gaze on me as I exit the building and text him quickly.
Worried about some frat boy impressing me?
His reply is swift.
Your weekends are mine, remember?
I haven’t forgotten a thing, Sir. The collar around my throat makes it hard. I really wish I could enjoy it while I touch myself.
Touch yourself before you see me. I dare you.
Well if it’s a dare …
Kitten, if you want me to pet you, you'd better behave.
Or you’ll have to come steal me from a party.
It’s a stupid idea to tease him with that, but apparently, a lack of his touch makes me stupid. I nibble my bottom lip, then start making a plan for tomorrow. If he thinks I’m going to sit around and wish I had him without touching myself while he’s fine, he’s got another thing coming.
So, after I finish my essay, I start plotting how to get revenge on my professor without letting on that I’m doing exactly that.
As I get ready for class and my revenge, I get dressed in a pencil skirt and a long-sleeved crop top that drops off my shoulders and shows cleavage. To keep my tits from getting cold, I pull on a heavier topcoat and ease into heeled boots.
Beth compliments my style. “I really love how you’ve been dressing lately. You look so good and confident.”
“Thanks! You’re welcome to raid my closet,” I offer.
“And that’s why we’re besties.” She giggles. “Can you believe midterms are already around the corner?”
“It’s impossible to think of,” I agree.
Then again, that means that we’ll have a little break, then fall break, and then winter break. I want to spend the time off wrapped around Adrian, taking advantage of everything we can enjoy just like we did when we went away for the wedding.
I can’t get my mind off it during class. How easily he owned me. How we were risky in the hallway and elevator. I miss the thrill of almost getting caught. Not that I’ll complain about having sex with him all night in his bedever.
After class, I see a text saying to pay attention or I’ll give us away. Instead of answering, I walk to Dr. Hayes’ office.
I open the door, then shut it behind me.
“What can I help you with… Emily?” he asks, nearly choking on my name as I lean back against the door. “Emily, we—”
“I just don’t understand why I got an A-minus,” I say, despite knowing exactly where I went wrong.
“Emily,” Adrian says darkly.
I fan myself with my paper, then toss it on the seat in front of his desk. I slide out of my coat, then pull my top down, sure it’s showing more cleavage. “Your office is so hot, Dr. Hayes.”
His jaw tightens as he looks me over. I grab my essay and put it on his desk, showing him the sticky note on top saying I miss having him inside me and his hands on my body and watch as he licks over his bottom lip.
“What are you doing in my office? Do you think I’ll change your grade?”
“I think you’ll go over it with me. In depth. Exploring me—the paper—thoroughly, you know?”
He looks at it, but his eyes flick to my cleavage again. “I didn’t leave enough marks.”
“Are you sure? Where else do you need to put marks?” I ask with a smirk.
“Come around here and let me show you.”
