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I twists my hands in my lap. “I know, I know. It’s stupid. I don’t know what I was thinking.”
“You’re not thinking. He could be fired, and who knows what could happen to you. I doubt you’ll get that internship.”
“I know.”
She scoots closer. “But, you really want him, huh?”
I do the same and turn toward her. “When I’m in the moment, yeah I want it. It’s when I walk away I start to question what I’m doing. I mean you know I’ve fantasized about him since day one. I guess I just never actually thought it would happen. It scares me as much as it excites me.”
“Look, I can’t tell you what to do. You need to be fully committed to whichever decision you make. If you want my honest opinion, you need to be careful. It’s a lot at stake. I know before I was always joking around that you should do him, but I never thought it was anything serious. This is serious, Emma. You need to be careful. It’s got danger written all over it.”
We both sigh, and I drop my head to the side of the couch. “It would definitely be the most dangerous thing I’ve ever done.”
Chapter 12
Drake
As the day goes on,I’m finding it difficult to think of anything but Emma. I haven’t seen her at all since Monday. If Professor Erickson didn’t intrude, I have absolutely no doubt that I would have kissed her.
I was so turned on and she was right there with me. She felt everything I was feeling. I have no question in my mind that she would have let me. I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep my distance much longer. It’s starting to take over. So knowing I’ll be seeing her in study group soon has me on high alert.
Trying to focus on other things, I think of the renovations happening at my house. All the stuff all over the place. The dust, the debris, the garbage. It’s taking over my house and yard, but I’m told to keep an open mind.
“Professor?”
Looking up, I see Trent walking into the room. Thank fuck a real distraction.
“Hey Coach, what’s up?”
“Absolutely nothing and I mean nothing. We need to go out and when I say that I mean, we need to go out somewhere so I can find someone to bang. I’m not picky, it can be in the damn bathroom, it just needs to be done,” he explains, well more like blurts out.
Laughing, I lean back in my chair. “Little bit of a dry spell, buddy?”
“Yeah, sure, something like that.”
Grinning, I lean forward on my desk. “You’re full of shit. You need a bang buddy to distract you from someone else.”
“Yeah, that sounds more like it,” he says with a laugh. “What do you say, you wanna hit the bar tonight?”
“Sure, I’ll see if Liam wants to come, too.”
“Cool, thanks. I’ll text you when I get home after training.”
He walks out and I wonder who he needs to be distracted from. I have a feeling it’s Professor Rivers. She’s pretty hot and likes to flirt, but she’s also a hundred percent married. She’s a damn cock tease which is why I’ve avoided her unless it’s essential I interact. Trent works closely with her considering she’s another history professor.
Thankfully, my mind stayed distracted until the room started filling and Emma walked in with a short skirt, tight shirt, and high boots on. Fucking hell. I can’t pull my eyes away as she sits down and slowly crosses her legs. My eyes wander up to her full breasts nearly spilling out of her white halter top, leaving her slender shoulders exposed. Her long hair is pulled away from her face, giving me a clear view of everything that’s in front of me. She’s tempting me.
Her playful brown eyes catch mine and she gives me a small grin. I give her a slight nod and focus my attention on the rest of the students. If I keep watching her, I’ll end up pushing that skirt up and slamming my cock into her. For now and for the sake of my sexual sanity, I stay engaged with other students.
“How many of you have finished the study guides I handed out Monday?” Most of them raise their hands and I nod. “Great. This is what we’re going to do. If you finished your study guide, team up with some others and quiz each other. If you haven’t finished, team up and finish. If you have questions, I’m right here.”
I sit down at my desk and start grading papers, occasionally glancing up to see if anyone needs me. Although each time I do, my eyes search out Emma. I watch her in the study group and she’s so relaxed. She’s laughing, talking, and explaining her answers. It reminds me that she is in fact, a student. My dick might take longer to get the message though.
Keeping my focus on these papers, I don’t even realize the time until someone says it’s time to go. Checking my watch, I stand up.
“I hope you all feel more confident with the test material. Make sure you study over the weekend. I know you all have plans and will probably leave it until Sunday night, but make sure you set some time aside to study. There should be no reason any of you fail. You’re dismissed, have a great weekend,” I say, crossing my arms, leaning against my desk while they file out.
Emma is taking a while to get her things in order, purposely bending over with her ass in the air toward me. It’s killing me. It makes me want to push my hands under the skirt and grab ahold of her ass, while I slam my cock into her, fucking her like she’s never been fucked before. Rough, hard, almost painful, showing her what happens when she teases me. Fuck. Shaking my head, I turn away from the temptation in front of me. Hopefully, she’ll just leave while I appear to busy myself putting everything in my briefcase.
