“I’ll consider it,” I said. “For now, you get extra credit. Well done, student.”
“I have a great professor.” Then he pulled me over until I was cuddling up against his chest. “There we go. Give me that sweet body heat.”
As I drifted off to sleep, I thought aboutus. Whateveruswas. This was wrong, and we shouldn’t have been doing it.
But it felt so good that I couldn’t bring myself to care.
19
Jace
So much for waiting until May.
I honestly thought I could do it. I had a lot of complaints about my time in the Army, but one benefit was that it gave me a tremendous amount of restraint. When you sat around waiting for orders all day, you learned to be patient. I thought I could do it.
Lila Carrington shattered that restraint.
It kind of worried me that she was able to unravel me so easily. Maybe it was the power dynamic. She was my professor, and I was her student. I’d never been in a relationship with someone who had so muchpowerover me. It was thrilling.
But as I watched Lila drift off to sleep with her head against my chest, I knew that there was something deeper here. Something that went beyond the mere temptation of the forbidden.
I kissed her on the forehead and left early the next morning before she woke up. I could have stayed in bed with her all day, but I didn’t want to come on strong. That’s how relationships fizzled out.
If this could even be considered a relationship.
Yet I struggled to focus on my classwork over the weekend. I had a five-page paper due Tuesday, but my mind kept drifting to the beautiful professor I would see on Monday. I could still remember the way her body heat felt against my chest. Her taste lingered on my lips.
I gave myself a shake. I thought surrendering to our desires wouldhelpme focus, but it had only made things worse.
Lila: I’m glad you stayed over, even though you left early. Let’s do it again sometime.
I groaned and smiled at the same time while reading the message. It was going to be a long semester.
When I walked into class on Monday morning, Lila was already standing on the lecture stage, bent over her laptop while squinting at something. Her eyes darted over to me, and she did a double-take when she recognized me.
I gave her a private little smile before taking my seat. Next to me, Brock grunted.
“What?” I asked.
“I don’t think anyone else noticed that,” he said softly. “But I did. You two might want to be more careful.”
I felt myself stiffen. “You’re mistaken.”
“Ah, sorry then,” he said.
But he didn’t sound sorry.
Lila began class with a ten minute video of a police interrogation played on the projector screen. Halfway through the video, I pulled out my phone.
Me: Are you wearing it?
Lila: You’re supposed to be watching the video.
Me: The only thing I’m watching is the most beautiful woman on campus, who I can’t wait to hold down and fuck until she can barely move.
Lila didn’t look up from her phone, but she did bite her lip.
Lila: Now that’s all I’m going to be able to think about.
