Page 30 of Duty Became Desire

I wasn’t sure what I was more shocked about. The fact that I could get in so easily, that he didn’t talk about me, or that he kept his wedding band on. I mean, I still had mine on.

Within moments, I was outside his door, glad to see that it was open at least, so I could hear him as well as see him.

“The misconception is that we won our freedom in 1865.” He wrote the date on the board then turned to the class. “But it was not. There were many things that happened after this date, but your homework is to tell me, in your own words, and in a five-paragraph essay what happened from this time to the time we actually got our freedom. And it’s due by the end of the week.”

With that, the bell rang, and I had to stand back as the guys grabbed their bags and made a mad dash out the door.

But hot fucking damn, did this man look just as sexy being a teacher as he did being an uncle.

“You can come in, Skylar,” he called, erasing the number on the board.

“You knew I was there?”

“I saw you. Plus, I picked up your perfume. What brings you by?”

He finally sat down at his desk, and I swallowed hard before laying the paperwork there.

“I want a divorce, Alec. You proved we’re not compatible and I don’t think that will change.”

He took his glasses off then scanned the contents before slamming the folder shut.

“No.”

“What do you mean no?”

“No, Skylar, I’m not signing it. You think what happened the other night outweighs what we’ve done, what we’ve been through.”

“Yes, because you couldn’t say the words.”

I barely had time to turn around as he jumped out of his chair and then stalked me, pushing me up against his desk.

“Because you didn’t give me room to. Just seconds before you were talking about friends.”

I swallowed hard as he stared at me, his hands resting on his desk, caging me in.

The look in his eyes had rendered me speechless. And honestly, if I wanted to talk, I didn’t know what to say.

“Let me remind you why no is the only answer.”

Before I could think, his hand had entangled in my hair and yanked it back while his lips devoured mine. I wanted to scream no, but yet, I didn’t. In fact, this only heated my body up even more.

I whimpered as I relaxed, and I could feel the chuckle against my own chest from him, as if he thought he won. I should fight him off, especially if I was trying to end it, but this felt so good too.

Without warning, his hand slipped under my skirt, and he roughly yanked my panties to the side, his fingers easily finding the wetness.

He pushed his thigh between my legs, and up against my cunt, making me moan into his kiss. He moved it back and forth,rubbing my clit over and over, causing my head to spin from the desire he was pulling out of my body.

No one had gotten me off this way. But then again, no one seemed to understand my body like this man before me.

I shoved my mouth against his violently as I rocked my hips in time with his leg. His hand tightened in my hair at the sound, and it sent a wave of pleasure through my body, making me moan against his lips and his tongue.

This was insane.

It was his work.

But shit, the thought of tainting his classroom, just like we tainted the house, was so hot, so not like me, and yet, so damn amazing.

His leg moved even faster and between the movement and the friction of his pant leg, I was moving even closer to the edge.

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