Page 47 of Full Service

“Saturday. For our date. Lee told me how excited you are.”

He grins, and for a moment, looks kind of cute with his kind eyes and glossy lips before a ribbon flutters past my face. Ah yes. Ribbons.

Ribbon-man.

“Yes,” is all I can say, and LoveJoy bites his lip.

“Great,” he says as he pulls his phone out. “Phone number?”

I don’t want to give it to him, but what’s my other option? Everly? No.

Not him.

I rattle off my digits, and LoveJoy grins widely. My own phone pings a second later, and I glance down and see that he’s messaged me.

“I’ll pick the place?” he asks, and I nod.

“Sure.”

He claps his hands and then presses a kiss to my cheek. He smells like cotton candy.

“See you soon, Dr. Sinclair.” He practically purrs my name, and I feel myself wanting to melt into a puddle. This is so not going to go well.

I am in deep shit.

What makes it even worse is that Everly looks so damn hot tonight. I don’t know what he’s done differently, but I’m having a very hard time keeping my dick in my pants. It keeps wanting to jump out and into my hand.

I really need to get off. Tonight. No more celibacy. It’s not working.

This is an emergency.

Pheromones are a real thing. Maybe he’s exuding more than normal tonight.

Maybe he’s potent to me.

I definitely don’t get this way around LoveJoy. I shudder and then peer over at Everly, who is typing on his laptop at his seat in the classroom. Those deft fingers move quickly, and I imagine them trailing up my chest and into my mouth. I’d suck on them as his other hand cups my balls.

My voice squeaks and laughter flutters around me. I feel my face heat, but clear my throat and continue on. I should win the Nobel Peace Prize for teaching this subject matter with a massive erection.

If I can do this, world peace is definitely in the cards.

When class is finally over, Everly moves toward me, and I stay exactly where I am. If I step away from the podium, people will see the massive dick outline in my slacks.

“I’ve graded all the quizzes,” he says, and my eyes nearly roll back into my head at the smell of him. This is insanity. There’s no reason for me to behave this way. It has to be biological.

“Is there anything else you want from me?”

His eyes flick up to meet mine and for the first time in a long time he’s looking directly at me. My heart flutters terribly in my chest and my cock positively leaks.

I want to push him to the ground, pull my dick out, and slide it between those pink lips. I want to watch his eyes water as he chokes on me, those blue orbs on me the entire time.

“Are you okay?” Everly asks, leaning a little too close. “You’re breathing really heavily and you’re sweating.”

I manage a small nod and then shake my head when the rest of my blood leaves my body and goes straight to my cock. It’s going to explode.

“Shit,” Everly says, and when the last student leaves the room he grabs my bag and wraps his arm around me, leading me toward my office. My dick is massive, so I pull my coat closed, making sure no one can see the giant zucchini in my pants.

I let him help me to my office, dipping my chin to my chest so people can’t see that it’s me he’s cradling in his arms. And as soon as the door to my office closes behind me, Everly pushes me into my chair, grabs a bottle of water from my mini fridge, and hands it to me.

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