The One Night Stand Turns Out To Be My Professor

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16Sophia’s POV

I moaned softly, turning around on my bed and curling under my duvet. I opened my eyes sleepily. It was still dark. And there was a figure standing by the window. I closed my eyes and opened it back almost instantly. A figure.

Who the fuck was that?

I turned on my bedside lamp in fear as I sat up and looked around the room. There was no one here. Slowly I got up from the bed and walked to the window. The curtain was blowing wildly due to the breeze. And the windows were open. I didn’t remember leaving the windows open yesterday. But I also didn’t remember closing them.

Maybe Jenny and I had forgotten to close the windows. And then I remembered Jenny didn’t spend the night with here. She was currently at someone else’s house. Maybe the hot guy who had piqued her interest this week. I closed them and walked to the bathroom to pee before going back to bed. It took me a while to get my mind to relax, because all I was thinking of was how I was going to study for my next history test and pass. I knew I had failed the one I took this week. I had barely written anything at all.

And I doubted Ian Grant would give me a good grade all because he fucked me once. I doubted he even remembered anything about me at all. After all he was doing a very good job at ignoring me and acting like I don’t exist at all.

I had even wore clothes I’ve never felt comfortable wearing just so I could get his attention. But that hadn’t worked so I had just wasted my time. I desperately needed to find a way to get him off my mind. I needed to find a way to stop thinking about him. To expel him from my mind once and for all but it was pretty hard.

When I thought about him, what I remembered was how he had held me that night, and how he had fucked me. Gentle and slow at first, and then hard and fast.

Just the thought of it had my nipples turning into pebbles, and my pussy getting sleek. I gulped. I should be getting turned on by the thoughts of a man who had ignored me and treated me like I didn’t exist. But then I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t help how wanton and needy I suddenly felt.

I brushed my hands over my nipples and moaned slightly, then slowly slipped my hands under my night gown and touched my wetness. I needy moan escaped my lips.

I couldn’t believe I was about to do this.

I pushed my fingers into my pussy and started touching myself the way I imagined Ian would. I imagined him fucking me the way he did that day.

I moaned, whimpering slightly and covering my mouth at some point. But I couldn’t bring myself to the orgasm the same way he did. It seemed near, and out of reach at the same time, until I get tired and gave up. It wasn’t long until I fell asleep.

Rapid knocking on my door was what woke me. I frowned slightly and grumpily got up from the bed. The only person who could come and wreck havoc on the door was Jenny.

I opened the door and glared at her before going back to my bed and curling up under the duvet. I didn’t have any classes today so I could sleep till whenever I wanted without getting worried about being late for class.

“Wake up, bitch!” Jenny screamed in my ear and I scowled, opening one eye and glaring at her.

“You’re in high spirits today,” I mumbled.

“Hmm,” she answered, a grin on her face.

“Care to share the reason why?” I asked. I knew it had to do with the place she was coming from.

“I spent the night at Ronan’s house,” she answered.

“Who is Ronan?” I asked with a raised eyebrow, confused as I hugged my teddy.

“Oh I didn’t tell you about him?” She asked, both her brows rising up. “How come I didn’t tell you about him?”

“I don’t know. Who is Ronan?” I asked her once again.

“Anyways he’s this smart guy I met at class two weeks ago,” she answered.

I raised a brow once again. “Smart guy, not hot or handsome?”

“He is hot and handsome. But his smartness is hot and attractive,” she answered and smirked at me.

I sat up on my bed slowly as an amused smile formed on my face. “I’ve never known you to be the kind that gets attracted to smart guys.”

“And you know the kind of guys I get attracted to?” She asked, giving me a look.

I scoffed. “Yes, of course I know the kind of guys you get attracted to, Jenny. You and I have been friends for years. And I’ve never known you to be attracted to a guy because he’s…smart. You’ve always been attracted to the bad guys. Those are more of your type.”

“Hmm,” she answered with a shrug and grinned at me. “Well this one’s smartness is really what attracts me to him more. His hotness is just a plus.”

“So you’re in a good mood because you slept over at his place?” I asked.

“Hmm.”

“Did he…ask you out?” I asked and she just shot me a sly grin then shrugged.

“So he did ask you out?” I asked, starting to get confused.

“We’ve not gotten to that stage yet, I’m afraid,” she answered with a short laugh. “But being around him is…fun.”

“Is it?” I shot her a knowing look. “What part in particular is the fun part?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” she answered slyly before getting up and walking to the mirror. She combed her hair and tied it in a bun.

“Get dressed. We’re going out to eat. Aren’t you hungry?”

That reminded me that it was almost afternoon and I hadn’t eaten. I got up and went to bath.