“Mm-hmm. I’ve always had a thing for you in tweed.”
Michelle tugged at the lapel of her blazer. “It happens to be one of my favorites too. Comfortable, and I like the way it looks.”
“I like the way it looks on you, too ... a lot.”
Michelle smoothed a hand over her blazer while her expression softened, as if knowing her outfit turned Audrey on was turning her on too. “Would you like to come over tonight?”
“I would.” Audrey had even packed an overnight bag ... just in case. “I’m going to enjoy taking you out of that blazer, that’s for damn sure.”
“And what about the rest of what I’m wearing?” Michelle’s voice was low to prevent it from carrying, and it made her words sound even sexier.
Audrey leaned forward, letting her gaze slide from Michelle’s face to the blazer before taking in her neatly tucked black blouse. It buttoned down the front, which would indeed be fun to take off. Audrey dragged her gaze over each button, mentally unfastening them, and she was rewarded by a sharp inhale from Michelle.
“I think I’ll enjoy taking that blouse off you, yes,” Audrey murmured, then dropped her gaze to Michelle’s lap.
Michelle shifted in her seat as Audrey’s eyes roamed over her fitted black slacks. “Audrey ...” It came out a strangled whisper.
“Careful. The door to your office is wide open. Wouldn’t want anyone to see or hear anything they shouldn’t ...” Audrey was teasing now, enjoying watching her squirm. She rested her elbows on the front of Michelle’s desk, loving the way Michelle’s hips looked in those pants. Her ass probably looked even better. “What would I find under those pants? Did you wear something nice, hoping I’d come over later?”
“You’ll have to wait and see,” Michelle murmured, staring at Audrey’s breasts.
“Describe them for me?” Audrey rested her chin in her hand, leaning even closer.
Michelle’s pupils had almost eclipsed the brown of her eyes. “They’re black, with a lace trim.”
Fuck. Me.Hearing Michelle describe her panties while she sat behind her desk, all buttoned up with one leg crossed primly over the other, was almost more than Audrey could take.
“Your turn.” Something in Michelle seemed to have shifted over the last minute or so as she went from reluctant to active participant in their flirting. Now she was eyeing Audrey like a woman who wanted to be absolutely ravished.
“P-pink,” Audrey stammered. “A matching set, also with lace.”
“Oh, I do want to see that.” Michelle’s gaze raked over her, making the fine hairs on Audrey’s skin stand at attention. In the hallway, footsteps echoed, and she and Michelle fell silent. If the look on Michelle’s face was any indication, she was mentally undressing Audrey right now, and Audrey was so turned on, it wasn’t even funny.
Marcus passed by in the hallway, so engrossed in whatever he was looking at on his cell phone, he probably wouldn’t have noticed if Michelle and Audrey were making out on her desk. As soon as his footsteps faded away, Audrey stood and crossed the room. She closed the door to Michelle’s office, then made a show of turning the lock.
Audrey heard movement behind her, and for a moment, she thought Michelle was about to end the game. Hell, Audrey wasn’t even sure what she intended to do with their newfound privacy—kiss her, probably—but when she turned around, she found the blinds on the window shut and Michelle perched on the edge of her desk, wearing her most haughty professor face. Audrey’s clit throbbed at the sight.
Audrey stalked toward her. She crowded right into Michelle’s personal space—without touching her—watching as Michelle’s breathing picked up speed and the most delightful flush rose on her chest. Audrey braced one hand on either side of Michelle’s hips onthe polished cherry of her desk, leaning in until her lips were only millimeters from Michelle’s.
“You, on that desk, in that blazer? I’m about to fulfill a fantasy with you.” She kept her voice a low murmur even with the door closed, because the walls in this building weren’t particularly soundproof. Michelle had the last office on this side of the hall, and Audrey was pretty sure Thomas, who had the office to her right, had already left for the day, but they were breaking the rules right now, so they really couldn’t be too careful.
“Are you sure about that?” Michelle’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Because it would be highly unethical to do what you’re suggesting. We agreed to keep things professional while we’re on campus.” She said the words, but she was breathing heavily, her eyes burning into Audrey’s with so much heat, Audrey knew Michelle was as wet as she was.
“I don’t care about ethics right now. I’ve been fantasizing about taking you on this desk since I was a freshman ...”
Michelle gave her head a quick shake. “No. If we do this, we stay in the present. No talking about when you were my student. It makes me uncomfortable.”
“Got it. See? We’re really good at communicating our comfort levels, and as it happens, I’ve also fantasized about taking you on this desk since I moved in across the hall. In fact, I’ve thought about it a lot.” Audrey leaned closer, but still, she didn’t touch her.
Michelle’s eyes were molten, her bottom lip pinched between her teeth, and she was breathing so fast Audrey worried she might hyperventilate. Michelle arched her back just the tiniest bit, so her breasts brushed against Audrey’s, and for several long seconds, they lingered like that, practically molded together while still not touching in any satisfying way. Audrey’s hands were on the desk, her mouth still hovering over Michelle’s.
“Are you going to fuck me or not?” Michelle spoke suddenly, eyes blazing into Audrey’s, andoh god, she sounded so authoritative. It was aline right out of one of Audrey’s most illicit fantasies. Her core clenched, soaking her underwear.
“Have you thought about this? About me taking you on your desk?” Audrey nudged Michelle’s thighs apart so she could stand between them, shifting her weight so she wasn’t leaning on her hands, because she needed them for more interesting things. She trailed her fingertips over Michelle’s blazer, loving how soft the fibers were against her skin. It was even softer than she’d imagined. No wonder it was Michelle’s favorite.
“No,” Michelle whispered, her breath warm against Audrey’s cheeks. “But I’m thinking about it now.”
Audrey popped the first button on Michelle’s blouse, revealing a glimpse of her collarbones. Michelle gulped, eyes fluttering shut.
