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Authors: Dawn Steele
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one of four in the little enclosure,
and Stacey Stack was the PA to all four of them in the department.
Kate hesitated for only a moment,
and then she went in through the door.
Stacey Stack was not at her desk,
and Kate was profoundly relieved. She couldn’t think of an excuse as to why she
wanted to see the Professor. Somehow “I wanted to ask him about the personality
types Jung theorized about” didn’t quite cut it with Stacey. Unless you were
Michaela, the best barista in the world, of course.
She assumed Rust had gone into
his office already. His name was plastered in gold lettering outside his door.
RUST O’BRIEN
PROFESSOR OF PSYCHOLOGY.
Not Russell. Simply Rust.
Her Rust.
Should she knock? It was the
polite thing to do. She simply couldn’t go barging in like that.
So she knocked. Her knuckles
rapped painfully on the wooden door.
“Who is it?” Rust’s voice from
inside. It sounded knowing.
She didn’t trust herself to
answer, and so she tried the knob. It turned and the door opened.
Rust was seated behind his desk.
His laptop was on. He looked up expectantly as she entered. He did not seem
surprised she was here.
Her mouth went dry.
He did not say anything. Not even
“What are you doing here? I thought you knew it was all over”. Not even “It
hadn’t even begun” or “I hope you understand it was nothing. Just one night of
sex. And I’d sooner we’d both forget it”.
No. He just sat there, a
semi-amused look on his handsome features, and he waited for her to make the
first move.
She closed the door behind her.
She doubted many students had been in this office.
Well, she was here to establish a
purpose. And she had nothing to lose but face itself. And she had already bared
her all – body and soul – to this man. He had taken her in every
orifice possible. What else was there but to face fear itself? The most he
could do was laugh in her face and order her out of his room.
Kate, be bold.
She breathed in deeply. Even
here, at close proximity, he made her skin tingle and her loins quiver.
She walked to one of the two
chairs in front of his desk. She placed her bag down on the floor and seated
herself.
Still, he didn’t say anything. He
merely observed her. The intensity of his gaze was unsettling.
She swallowed the lump in her
throat. Then she hiked her skirt up, and placed both her legs on either armrest
of the chair. She wore no underwear, and her pussy glistened with a clit clamp
that she had improvised with a clip-on earring.
She let him take a good look. His
eyes roamed the expanse of her pussy – her shivering clit, which had been
cruelly imprisoned in its clamp for the entire duration of his lecture – and
the leaves of her pussy which he had so lavishly licked a few nights ago.
His eyes lighted up. Her pulse
leaped. The interest in his eyes was more than she could ever hope for.
It clearly said: I desire you.
I want you.
He shifted uncomfortably in his
seat, a sign of a burgeoning erection. Then he smiled and said in a hoarse
voice:
“Why don’t you get up and lock
the door, Kate Penney?”
Her heart soared even as her
pussy throbbed, and she knew it was the beginning of something profoundly
sexual and possibly beautiful between them.
Dear
Reader, thank you so much for reading this story.
Please
go to http://aphroditehunt.blogspot.com/ to join my mailing list (for all three pen names: Aphrodite Hunt, Artemis Hunt
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ADULT ROMANCES
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2
Burn
3
Burn 4
Forbidden
Marooned
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ROMANCES
Wanted
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Pretend Marriage: A Werewolf Romance
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and Stacey Stack was the PA to all four of them in the department.
Kate hesitated for only a moment,
and then she went in through the door.
Stacey Stack was not at her desk,
and Kate was profoundly relieved. She couldn’t think of an excuse as to why she
wanted to see the Professor. Somehow “I wanted to ask him about the personality
types Jung theorized about” didn’t quite cut it with Stacey. Unless you were
Michaela, the best barista in the world, of course.
She assumed Rust had gone into
his office already. His name was plastered in gold lettering outside his door.
RUST O’BRIEN
PROFESSOR OF PSYCHOLOGY.
Not Russell. Simply Rust.
Her Rust.
Should she knock? It was the
polite thing to do. She simply couldn’t go barging in like that.
So she knocked. Her knuckles
rapped painfully on the wooden door.
“Who is it?” Rust’s voice from
inside. It sounded knowing.
She didn’t trust herself to
answer, and so she tried the knob. It turned and the door opened.
Rust was seated behind his desk.
His laptop was on. He looked up expectantly as she entered. He did not seem
surprised she was here.
Her mouth went dry.
He did not say anything. Not even
“What are you doing here? I thought you knew it was all over”. Not even “It
hadn’t even begun” or “I hope you understand it was nothing. Just one night of
sex. And I’d sooner we’d both forget it”.
No. He just sat there, a
semi-amused look on his handsome features, and he waited for her to make the
first move.
She closed the door behind her.
She doubted many students had been in this office.
Well, she was here to establish a
purpose. And she had nothing to lose but face itself. And she had already bared
her all – body and soul – to this man. He had taken her in every
orifice possible. What else was there but to face fear itself? The most he
could do was laugh in her face and order her out of his room.
Kate, be bold.
She breathed in deeply. Even
here, at close proximity, he made her skin tingle and her loins quiver.
She walked to one of the two
chairs in front of his desk. She placed her bag down on the floor and seated
herself.
Still, he didn’t say anything. He
merely observed her. The intensity of his gaze was unsettling.
She swallowed the lump in her
throat. Then she hiked her skirt up, and placed both her legs on either armrest
of the chair. She wore no underwear, and her pussy glistened with a clit clamp
that she had improvised with a clip-on earring.
She let him take a good look. His
eyes roamed the expanse of her pussy – her shivering clit, which had been
cruelly imprisoned in its clamp for the entire duration of his lecture – and
the leaves of her pussy which he had so lavishly licked a few nights ago.
His eyes lighted up. Her pulse
leaped. The interest in his eyes was more than she could ever hope for.
It clearly said: I desire you.
I want you.
He shifted uncomfortably in his
seat, a sign of a burgeoning erection. Then he smiled and said in a hoarse
voice:
“Why don’t you get up and lock
the door, Kate Penney?”
Her heart soared even as her
pussy throbbed, and she knew it was the beginning of something profoundly
sexual and possibly beautiful between them.
Dear
Reader, thank you so much for reading this story.
Please
go to http://aphroditehunt.blogspot.com/ to join my mailing list (for all three pen names: Aphrodite Hunt, Artemis Hunt
or Dawn Steele), or email me at [email protected] . I will endeavor to update you whenever a romance is released.
Go to my mailing list to sign up
here:
Aphrodite Hunt Mailing
List
Or scan your smart phone over this
code:
WORKS BY DAWN STEELE
NEW
ADULT ROMANCES
Burn
Burn
2
Burn
3
Burn 4
Forbidden
Marooned
with the Rock Star
PARANORMAL
ROMANCES
Wanted
by the Alphas (An Extremely Sensual Paranormal Shifter Romance)
The
Pretend Marriage: A Werewolf Romance
The Impending Marriage: A
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