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She taught us how to sway our hips, arch our backs, and move our bodies in a way that exuded confidence and sexuality.
At first, I felt awkward and self-conscious, but as the music flowed through my body, I began to let go and embrace the moment.
It was like a cathartic release, a way to express myself in a way that I never had before.
Lolita encouraged us to let go of our inhibitions and tap into our inner goddesses. She taught us how to use eye contact, body language, and subtle touches to create an aura of seduction.
As the evening wore down, I was amazed at how confident and empowered I felt. It was like I had unlocked a new level of self-awareness, one that allowed me to express my sensuality without shame or judgment.
By the time I got back home, I was already in the mood for exploring. I logged into Naughty Lessons. All the chatrooms were full, but what drew my attention the most was room 32.
I loved the name.
Professor’s Pet.
I logged in immediately. And of course, life hit me in the face like a shower turned to full stream. There was no masked man here. He was hot, of course. In fact, he looked like a man I could fall deeply in love with. My kind of love.
It didn’t help that I’d kissed him just this afternoon.
Noah Evans’s blue eyes pierced mine from the other end of the screen.
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“Professor,” she stammered, her eyes brimming with uncertainty. “It’s you.”
I gave her my warmest smile. Which brought me, of course, to the moments after she broke our kiss.
My world felt like it would feel in the wake of a cosmic collision of realizations. Rory’s mouth and mine, the touch of our lips, the way she melted in my arms, everything told me I’d found something special.
Someone I wanted to protect. Someone I could leave wild and love at the same time.
I hadn’t felt this way in the longest time, not since Em. I wasn’t ready to discuss Em yet, but it was safe to say that my very presence in East Harbor had been tied to a quest for revenge.
That part was still there. Conflict brewed within those halls, and until the three of us put the matter we carried like thorns in our chests to rest, we’d be haunted. I did not fancy the life of a ghost.
Elijah and Benji had been the ones who’d suffered the most. I was the one who wasn’t supposed to be impacted by the one who got away.
Or the devastations that followed in the wake of her necessary escape.
So, all afternoon, I wondered how I would possibly break the news to Rory. I’d seen it on her face when she came running to my room.
She’d encountered the devil himself. The man who’d brought us all together, some way or the other, in a collective urge to destroy him.
And I knew right away that I could not hide who I was from her any longer. She deserved to know who she was falling for. Most importantly, if I came clean, I could protect her.
Surviving in East Harbor without the kind of protection my boys and I could bring was impossible. We’d seen other girls try and fail.
Until we found a way to end this for good, it would never not be dangerous.
An internal battleground of conflicts and decisions later, here I was. There was no mask today. I wore a simple Polo shirt and a pair of khaki trousers.
I chose my best apologetic smile. Because the last thing I wanted to do was throw her off.
But when she looked at me, I did not see the emotions I’d been afraid of. There was no anger, hate, denial, or betrayal. If anything, she just looked surprised out of her skin.
I had to give her that. That was legit.
