“It was—wait, what?”
“Something about the way you described both of them. And it made sense why your professor was a grumpy asshole. He could only have you at the club since he was your teacher. I love when I’m right about these things.”
“Well why the heck didn’t you tell me sooner?”
“Well, I did try to tell you but you thought I was joking.” She laughs. “So how was it?”
“It was everything I ever wanted, El.”
“So nothing like my first time. Lucky bitch.”
I can’t help the smile that lights up my face as I think back to last night. The way he touched me, cared for me. “This might sound dramatic, but it feels like a breakthrough. Like when he first touched me, but so much more…momentous.”
“Given your issues with touch, it makes sense that you would feel that way. I’m so happy for you. Okay, mostly happy and a little jealous you got an orgasm your first time.”
“How did you know?”
“You have that look. That ‘I’ve had mind-blowing sex’ look.”
“It was mind-blowing. And not just the sex. It washim. The fact that it was him. I’ve had feelings for Daddy Dom for so long, but I’ve only recently started feeling something for John. And when I figured out they were one in the same, something just clicked. Like I should have been mad, but I wasn’t. I just knew. I wanted him. I trusted him. And I didn’t want to wait anymore.”
“Are you going to see him again?”
“I hope so. I’ve got a bunch of papers and schoolwork to get caught up on. But I was thinking of surprising him in his office soon.”
“You should suck him off under his desk. Guys eat that shit up. Or so I’ve heard.”
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John
I can’t focus on grading papers, not when the memory of Emma’s sweet pussy squeezing me permeates my thoughts. It’s been three days since I had her. Three days since that perfect cunt gripped me as she screamed out her release. When I was her professor and adhering to my rules, I could go weeks without seeing her and not feel this crazed. Now I want to crawl out of my skin, and it’s only been seventy-two hours. But between my class load and her upcoming exams, finding time to see her has been difficult.
Not to mention, she’s still a student at my school. I can’t just walk around campus with her without drawing attention. While it may not technically break any school rules, us dating openly would be frowned upon.
And then there’s my obligation to Mary. We’re not out of the woods yet—she still needs my help, and juggling her, my classes, my work at the club, and Emma is a lot to manage. But I’ve kept so much from Emma, more than she knows. And while I’m confident she’d be understanding if the truth came out, I can’t risk it. Not yet.
There’s a soft knock on my office door, and I look up right as Emma sneaks in, closing it behind her.
“This is a pleasant surprise.” I push my chair back from my desk.
“Do you have any meetings right now?”
“No.” I eye her suspiciously.
She locks the door behind her and walks around the desk, swaying her hips as she moves. My cock pushes against its fabric restraints, eager to play.
“Anyone that would just stop by for a visit during office hours?” she asks as she pulls her hair back.
“No. What are you doing, pet?”
She drops to her knees and crawls between my thighs under the desk. “Good, because I need that lesson now.”
It’s been days since we first slept together, and I love that she can’t get enough, that she’s seeking out her pleasure.
“There’s something we still haven’t done, and I’m eager for my professor’s instruction. And attention,” she says, batting her lashes.
“What lesson?”
