My Professor's Sin

Chapter 3

Bailei Anderson

"Yo. Bailei, you still there?" Landon asks while waving his hand in front of my face. No. Not really. I say internally. I still felt out of it. Not really because of the whole, Jaxon Wilde touched me until I came, but more of, oh shit, I just had the best orgasm of my life. I turn to Landon with a dazed expression on my face.

"How would you feel if a sexy ass professor felt you up until you came all over his hand?" I ask him genuinely. He looks at me with a, 'did you just get felt up by a sexy ass professor until you came all over his hand?' expression. I nod and he simply shakes his head at me.

"With Mr. Asshole though, Bailei?" I groan and lay my head down on the table.

"He started it. And he's sooo damn fine Landon. I mean, you can't even say anything to be honest. I've done worse with you. You, of all people. Give me a break." He puts a hand over his heart and feigns shock. Such a drama queen.

"And you'd prefer him over me, BaiBai?" I sit back up and grin at him.

"I'd let that man bend me over and treat me like his bitch anytime he wanted. Legs always open for him." Landon shoves me and I almost fall out of my chair. We spend the rest of our break shit talking and complaining about classes. The rest of my classes were canceled for the day so I decided to go to the library while Landon, unwillingly, went to his next class.

Landon and I messed around a lot when we met 3 years ago. We eventually started going out but after a while we felt it would be better to stay friends. I love him like a brother and don't know what I'd do without him at this point. He's been there for me at all of my low points, and I'll always be grateful to him. I can tell him literally anything, which is why I'm able to tell him about Wilde.

Thinking about him now sends a wave of embarrassment rushing through me. My face burns against the autumn breeze. I'm so fucked. I can't believe I did that. I can't believe he did that. My professor. My hot professor. Touched me. What the fuck? Why? I didn't really care before, but now I wanna know. Ugh. I really don't want to talk to him though. I'm still feeling that orgasm, I don't want to ruin it. I shake my head and beg my brain to stop thinking about Wilde as I step into the campus library.

I took a deep breath and sighed in ecstasy. I loved the smell of books, it was addicting. I go to the return bin and drop 2 books in and instantly start searching for my next book. I have assignments that need to be done, but reading is always better when you have shit to do. I go towards the back and start scanning the shelves for something good. I find a decent book and start reading the first few pages. I smell a familiar musky scent with a hint of charcoal and then feel two arms wrap around my waist. I freeze and look back to see Mr. Wilde looking at me. The first words out of my mouth should've been to tell him to get off of me.

"Earlier, why did you do that?" Is what comes out instead. His warm breath tickles my ear and I shiver as he talks.

"Did you not like it, Bailei? Was that not what you wanted?" I swear I could cum from his voice alone.

"It's not that I didn't like it. And I was asking for a pen. I wasn't expecting the extra service." Не let's out a deep chuckle and my body jolts from a wave of pleasure. No way.

"That's not what I mean. I see the way you look at me in class. You practically have fuck me eyes everytime you look at me. Isn't that right, Bailei?" I squeeze my eyes shut and clench my hand onto the book. Please don't get hard, please don't get hard, please for the love of God, don't get hard. I want to deny what he's saying and push him off of me. I want to tell him to stop playing around and be for real with me.

"Y-yes." I pathetically moan out, arching my back and pushing my ass against him. Um...what the fuck? Is wrong with me? Am I a whore or something? Mr. Wilde slides his hand up to my neck and forces me to look back at him.

"Bailei, I recall telling you to look at me when you're speaking to me, and you refer to me as sir." His eyes are practically piercing my soul and I feel my cock start to twitch. Fucking hell.

"Yes sir." I say quietly. I was trembling and could feel my boxers getting wet. Mr. Wilde had a look of satisfaction on his face at my current state.

"Good boy, Bailei." He whispers in my ear. I shudder and unintentionally moan. I can't believe I almost came to his voice.

"I think you deserve a reward now, Bailei." He says against the nape of my neck. A cold chill travels my body.

I just wanted a fucking book.

Okay. I'm back and I still don't really have a plot for this book yet, but I have been thinking. I actually want to finish this book to be honest. I'm thinking I want it to be 15-20 chapters, so it's going to be pretty fast paced. Like smut first feelings last kind of thing. I'll probably do character bios after the fifth chapter or something like that. I'm towards the end of spring break and I'm hoping I can post all the chapters I've missed😅. Can any of you guess the age gap between Jaxon and our darling BaiBai?