We walked in silence across the building to her office. As soon as we were inside, she pushed me up against the door and kissed me.
Then dropped to her knees.
“I thought we weren’t doing this anymore,” I said while she unzipped my pants.
“Circumstances have changed. I promise to be quick.”
I let out a hiss of pleasure as she wrapped her fingers around my hard length, gazing up at me through her long eyelashes.
“Now show me what that app can do.”
Lila focused on my cock, stroking and sucking like she was being timed. I cranked up the vibration setting on her toy a few notches, which made her moan with pleasure around my cock. And the closer I got to my own climax, the higher I set the vibration.
By the time I came down her throat, the setting was as high as it would go, and it was a good thing she had something to muffle her pleasured cries.
20
Lila
There was nothing so satisfying as bringing a man to completion with only my mouth. It made me feel sexy and powerful in a way that few other things in my life did.
Throw in the fact that it was happening in my office, while he controlled a vibrator that I had been wearing throughout class?
It made me feel like Wonder Woman.
Well, Wonder Woman never did anything likethis. At least, not in the comic books.
When I stood up and had swallowed all the evidence of our forbidden act, I gave him a deep, passionate kiss. “I liked how you increased the setting the closer you got.”
“I liked how you made me come in…” He glanced at his watch. “Under two minutes.”
“I told you I would be quick.” I brushed my lips against his one more time, then sat behind my desk and raised my voice to a louder volume. “The homework should cover what we went over in my lecture today, Mr. Strickland. What other question did you have about Miranda Rights?”
Jace looked confused for a moment, then caught on to what I was doing. “Uh, my question has to do with the implications of an officernotreading someone their Miranda Rights. Can an entire case be thrown out, or is that just something you see on Law and Order?”
“Excellent question. The answer is that it depends. In some cases, depending on the judge’s opinion…”
We chatted for a few minutes at a performative volume, then I got up and opened the door. “We’ll cover more about those fringe situations during Friday’s lectures. If you still have questions after that, please don’t hesitate to ask.”
“Will do. Thanks, Professor.”
He held my gaze a heartbeat longer, like he wanted to kiss me goodbye. Then he slung his bag over a shoulder and went out into the hall.
Another student was waiting in the chair right outside my office. He rose and stuck his head around the corner. “Professor?”
“Brock. I mean, Mr. Radley. Come in.”
I left the door open and went back to my chair. I would have to wait a little longer before removing the toy, it seemed. At least it was off.
“I hope I’m not repeating the same question Jace just asked…” he began.
I doubt that.
He dove into his question, which was actually quite nuanced. I listened patiently, nodding along, happy to be distracted with an actual question from a student.
But then the toy between my legs began vibrating again.
It was low, too low for Brock to hear. Pleasure hummed up into my core while I tried to keep my face as blank as possible.
