A PROFESSOR- STUDENT SUSPENSE MYSTERY THRILLER DARK ROMANCE NOVEL.🖤
"Pleaseeeeee....." I beg him, I'm so so close , His thrusts making me lose my mind
"Please what? I need words " I gush more under his deep husky voice
" I need ahhh ----, I need to...
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Naisha ~
I'm lying wide awake over the bed, tossing and turning, fidgeting with my fingers. Wasn't I feeling drowsy a few moments ago ?? Yes, but right now I'm in such an opugnant condition.
I adjust my pillow trying to shift my focus on the wall painting of a fish. I observe it for a bit, but Sleep is miles away from my eyes. The thought of his presence just beside my room is hurling ripples of euphoria through my whole body.
He is just a stone's throw away, Only a thin wall between us, that tiny barrier seeming insurmountable, the soft moonlight filtering through the window, casting a silvery glow over the room.
My happiness unfurling its petals reveling in the knowledge that he is so so close, like a comforting weight on the other side of the wall.
Such a giddy feeling, dancing within my chest. The mere thought of him sending shivers of excitement and shyness down my spine, I clutch my pillow tightly
My mind racing with scenarios of today's lecture playing out like a cherished movie scene.
I close my eyes imagining him, his heavy voice teaching those difficult equations, the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he was explaining those derivations , and the effortless grace with which he was teaching.
I sit up straight and start indulging myself in the fantasy of closeness.
It's just a wall right !!!
And then It's him !!
What is he doing right now !!
Umm, maybe sleeping !!
Or maybe engrossed in a physics book with that grumpy handsome face !!
I just keep on pondering about him for a long time and
Suddenly the thought hits me like a train that Prof Sharma's assignment is pending. That's literally the worst paper of this semester.
Uff I've to work on it
I reluctantly get up, take out my books and files and start working on it. The arduous equations are strangling my neurons. Maybe a cup of strong coffee would have deslumbered my brain. But hey I'm in a stanger's house, I can't go and order people around.
If Mami was here, she would have made me my favorite coffee, The moment I think about her a smile stretches on my lips. She's the one whom I've known as my mother since childhood. The beacon to my darkness. Both Mama and Mami has been the pillars of unwavering love and support to my Drowning life. Without them I'm null.
I transpose my attention towards my quantum physics paper again. I'm yawning and literally zoning out.
Why is it so boring !!
And so difficult !!
A faint sound from the other end of the room hits my eardrums
And I feel a fluttering of butterflies in my stomach, a giddy excitement coursing through my veins. My mind racing with his fantasies - his dreamy eyes, his crooked sharp nose, the way he was intoxicating me through his teaching. I toss and turn restlessly, too wired to sleep a wink or work over my assignments
