Kajol Mukherjee never thought the events of her night would twist this way. Here she stood trapped in the corner of her professor's office by none other than the man himself. His lips were needy and hungry against hers. Her neck was in the grasp of his stronghold. It was like one of her dreams....Was she dreaming?... She knew she couldn't have been. In her dreams, she did everything right. She knew how to satisfy the man in front of her. This had to be her reality because she was finding it difficult to match the rhythm of his lips against hers. To Kajol's embarrassment, her professor must have noticed her struggle.
Khan had taken it upon himself to slow down his actions to help the poor girl catch up. Basically, he was teaching her how to kiss him back. Kajol had proven herself to be a quick learner. Her professor couldn't help but smile when she eventually bit his bottom lip and demanded entry into his mouth with her tongue. Kajol kept her eyes shut so tightly that they hurt. She was nervous about messing up. Everything was all so sudden. It was crazy to know that her instincts were right all along...
Her professor was jealous of Zayan and he desired her just as much as she did him.
Their kiss grew more passionate and fierce once Kajol proved herself worthy of keeping up. Shah Rukh couldn't help but take things a step further by pulling the straps of her dress down from her shoulders. His emotions were all over the place. His mind was split in two. One part of him knew what he was doing was wrong. He knew his professional career hung in the balance. So did Kajol's academic process. If word of this got out they both wouldn't survive it. The other half of him told him to take what he considered his. Kajol. He had grown tired of her running through his mind and not being able to do anything about it. Shah Rukh hated Zayan, for being so lucky. The thought of the young man touching her, looking at her, or even kissing her infuriated him. Tonight he couldn't console himself not knowing what they were up to. He had to interrupt. He was glad he did.
"Mh!" Kajol moaned vocally into the air at the feeling of her professor's hands aggressively gripping her breasts through the material of her black bodycon dress. Shah Rukh had let his eyes rake over her relentlessly. She looked extremely sexy tonight. 'All this for that loser?' Shah Rukh scoffed and rolled his eyes before attacking her neck with warm, wet, passionate kisses. Kajol threw her head back in satisfaction. Taking advantage of the moments they were creating between them.
"Professor!" Kajol moaned out in his ear. Shah Rukh groaned at the sound of her calling out to him. He wished she'd say his name instead of his title, but considered it baby steps for the moment. Shah Rukh used the pads of his fingertips to glide her dress straps down her shoulders gently. He teased himself slowly watching as the black dress wrinkled and dropped to the floor. Kajol wore nothing but a black laced half bra and thongs to match. Shah Rukh's eyes widened at the discovery. Far from his expectations of what he thought his innocent student would wear. Kajol blushed wrapping her arms around herself to hide from his gaze, but of course, it did her no justice. Not prepared for him to completely drop everything he was doing just to stare at her. Did he not like what he was seeing?
"I---" Kajol began to speak but Shah Rukh placed a finger over her lips letting his eyes take her in. He felt as if he had found the 8th wonder of the world. Its name was Kajol.... here standing in front of him in all her shy glory. Her body was curvaceously sculpted to perfection. The woman was built like a goddess. Shah Rukh never imagined under her modest clothing so much beauty had been hiding. He wanted to do so many things to her. So many bad and unwholesome ideas clouded his mind.
"You wore this for him?" Shah Rukh questioned as his eyes left the contour of her breasts to meet her nervous and heated face. There was no reason for her to be bashful now. Shah Rukh peered at her with serious eyes growing impatient every moment an answer didn't come to her lips.
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Romance'I failed. Again.' Kajol thought to herself in sheer disappointment. She let her body go limp, slumping deeply into her chair wishing could sink into the ground and that the earth would just swallow her whole. She had to pass this advanced literatur...