Page 127 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
That was the last thing I wanted. I could control myself. I didn’t want to stop seeing her. Having her in my class was the only way that was possible. Because this was probably the only time I’d ever see her again outside of a classroom.Probably? Definitely.It was definitely the only time I’d get with her outside of class. The thought made me want to reach out and touch her.Stop.
"I wish you wouldn't,” I said. “If you ever need extra help, I have open office hours. I really am a fairly easy grader for Comm." I could picture her coming to my office. Locking the door behind her. Asking me to help teach her.Breathe.
"It's going to be extra painful when you fail me, though."
"Why extra painful?" I knew it wasn’t just me. She was probably picturing my hands on her too.
"Because you...I mean I. Well, you're..." she let her voice trail off.
It didn’t matter what she was going to say. I was her professor. "Well it does seem that you aren't great at giving speeches.” I laughed even though I didn’t find it funny. Was she stumbling over her words because she was drunk? Or because I was making her uncomfortable? Or was it because she was nervous around me because she wanted me too? I took a deep breath. "Like I said, you can come by any time." I forced my eyes back on the path as we continued to walk the length of the green.
"Have you been a professor here for long?" she asked.
"Not long at all. I do love it here, despite how much it rains. Besides, you never know what you'll find during a long walk in the rain." I smiled down at her. I had officially lost all control. Now I was blatantly flirting with her. She was drunk though. Maybe she wouldn’t remember this in the morning.
Before I even realized it, we were standing outside her dorm.
She stepped out from under my umbrella, letting the rain fall on her. She was a fucking vision. My eyes traveled to the tops of her breasts. The way the rain glistened on her pale skin. I could so easily imagine licking each drop of rain off.
"Here," she said and pulled off my jacket.
I shook my head, pushing the image away. The fabric of her wet tank top clung to her skin. I didn’t want anyone else to see her with her wet tank top. I wanted the image to be mine and mine alone. "No, you can keep it."
"I've been stealing all your clothes. Soon you'll have nothing left."
"That does seem to be your plan." I smiled at the thought of her wanting me naked.
"I insist," she said and held the jacket back out to me.
I reluctantly took it. It was late. Hopefully she’d get back to her room without anyone seeing her.
"I'm not in trouble, am I?"
What?Scolding her was the last thing on my mind. Although now visions of spanking her…stop."You're a senior, you're of legal age to drink, and you're allowed to wear what you like. Why would you be in trouble?"
She paused for a second. "You're right. And I was only walking, after all. Thank you for escorting me home, Professor Hunter."
God.I could feel myself growing hard. The wet tank top. The way she said my name. I wanted to devour every inch of her. I was so fucked. “I'll see you at 8 a.m. sharp, Miss Taylor."
"It's a date." Her eyes got huge and she threw a hand over her mouth.
A date.
She turned quickly away from me and fumbled with the sensor pass to open the door.
I practically groaned when it clicked. I didn’t want her to disappear. I wanted this moment to last forever. Because this was the closest I’d ever get to her. A date. If only she knew how much I wanted that. More than that. I couldn’t stop thinking about how sweet her lips would taste.
She turned around for one last moment and our eyes met. I didn’t acknowledge her date comment. She had nothing to be embarrassed about. Didn’t she see how much I wanted her too?
The door closed with a thud. And all I could think about was how I wished I was on the other side with her. I wanted her to wrap her drunken arms around me and beg me to stay. I wanted to call her mine for just one night. One night. That’s all I was asking.
I sighed. I really was a shitty professor.
Obsessed - Chapter 5
Friday
I splashed water onto my face. It felt like I hadn’t slept in a week. Last night I should have just fallen asleep and dreamt of her like I’d been doing every night since we’d met. It was wrong, but it was innocent enough. I wished I had done that.
