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This angel is becoming my tunnel vision, and I won’t stop until she’s completely mine.
“I trust you,” she whispers.
“Good girl.” I lean in, planting a soft kiss on her temple. “Now go to class with my present inside you. I’ll see you soon.”
25
CRIMES OF PASSION
PATIENCE
It’simpossible not to squirm in my seat, and each time I do, the toy rubs against my clit.
This is wrong in so many ways.
Class fills around me, and I try not to think about what happened in Jacob’s office. Or how he sent me to class with a toy rubbing against me every time I move in my seat. It’s going to be torture watching him teach, looking hot as usual with his sleeves rolled up and his forearms on display.
If he keeps this up, I’m going to have to walk out of the room just to take the edge off.
I swear that man unlocked my sex drive.
Before Jacob, I started to wonder if people could be born without a sex drive at all. No one tempted me to so much as kiss them. Now here I am, in the middle of class, soaking my thighs because my professor shoved a vibrator in my pussy to teach me a lesson on jealousy.
Sophia glares at me from where she’s standing at the front of the room.
If she only knew just what happened, she’d probably hate me even more.
I still can’t figure out what Jacob sees in me when he has girls like her throwing themselves at him. Today, she’s wearing a short, pleated skirt that shows off her long legs. Given the chance, she’d probably wrap them around Jacob’s waist without having to be asked twice about it.
That thought has me gripping my pen to the point where the plastic cracks. I hate the thought of anyone looking at him, much less touching him.
He was right to call me jealous, and it’s getting out of control.
“There you are.” I startle as Violet slides into the seat beside mine. “You disappeared again after lunch.”
“I was dropping a book off at the library.” I lean forward, but my ponytail does little to hide my warming cheeks.
Violet frowns.
“What?”
“Nothing.” She shakes her head. “I was just hoping you were meeting up with your mystery man from last night or doing something exciting. That’s all.”
“Sorry to disappoint you.” I keep my gaze elsewhere so she can’t get a hint that I was doing exactly what she suspected.
“Professor Gray looks like he’s in a good mood today. Maybe that means we did a good job on our Irsite research papers.”
I glance up to see what Violet’s talking about, and she’s right, he’s grinning as he walks into the classroom. His smile is downright dangerous for my heart. And when I shift in my seat, I’m reminded how the rest of him is bad for me as well.
I’m still sore from last night, and yet, each time the toy rubs me, I wish it were him, taking me again.
Jacob’s eyes meet mine for a split second. Just long enough for me to catch a shift in his expression. Shadows in his eyes that promise to consume me the second we’re alone.
“Everyone, take your seats.” He stops at the front of the room, waiting for Sophia to stop leaning against his desk beforehe takes her spot facing us. “Sixteen of you are still here with two weeks left in the program. Not bad.”
There are only two weeks left?
My heart sinks. I’ve spent so much time with my nose buried in books this summer that time has flown by. I’m not ready to go back to Bristal when this is over. Especially after last night.
