***ANDREA'S POV***The ride back home was silent, I couldn't help but glance over at Miss Saintclair. The way she acted tonight was weird I would've chalked it to her just being mad about me saying the night we spent together was a mistake but obviously it's more to it.
I sighed and turned my head to look out of the window, I knew things would go downhill after the second time and instead of making sure it didn't happen anymore I let it happen again tonight.
Why can't I seem to push her away when I'm supposed to, I told her no yet I didn't truly want her to stop.
The only other time I felt like this was when I was with him. My ex fiancé and I'm not talking about Orlando, I never had romantic feelings for Orlando and we never went that far I mean I've known for a long while that he's in love with me but I only ever wanted to remain friends as we were since we were babies.
I can't tell if these are feelings of lust or what but when she called me her wife for a moment my heart fluttered.
I can't resist her in fact as of late I've been craving her in more ways then one.
I took a breath before glancing over at her again, I need to set some boundaries before things get out of hand.
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We made it back to the house and I watched as she unlocked the door for us. When we walked inside I shut the door and just as Miss Saintclair was about to walk upstairs I stopped her.
"Hey we need to talk" I said she turned around and sighed "There's nothing to talk about" she said with a shrug, nothing to talk about?! Yeah sure. "There very much is, what happened there at that manor it-" I said but was cut off "Was a mistake right?, you're starting to sound like a broken record" she said "That wasn't what I was about to say, I was going to say it can't happen again" I said she rolled her eyes and walked off of the stairs before coming to stand directly in my face.
"And why is that?" She asked "because it's wrong" I said "How? It's just sex, sex that you seem to enjoy by the way" she said.
She was right but still somewhere along the lines if we continue to do this then things will get complicated.
"Miss Saintclair I-" I said but was cut off again "You what?" She asked as she walked me backwards into the wall until my back was eventually up against it and I was locked in place. "Don't tell me you don't enjoy it, I know you like it when I touch you, especially...." She said moving her hands lower before sliding them up my skirt and touching my center "Here" she said with a smirk at my shocked reaction.
I bit back a moan as she slid her middle finger against the wet cloth of my panties.
"Oh my" said a familiar voice causing us to jump apart. "P-Phoebe!?" I said with a bit of a stutter as I fixed my skirt. I glared over at Miss Saintclair who was standing there with an innocent look on her face.
"Hi Phoebe" said Miss Saintclair "Hey grace" she said back, Miss sainclair then turned to look at me. "I'm going to go shower" she said before sticking her finger in her mouth where Phoebe couldn't see but I could.
Just watching her lick my wet from her fingers turned me on, so much so that I didn't even realize Phoebe was speaking to me.
"Hello? Earth to Andrea" said Phoebe snapping me out of my daze.
"Oh what were you saying?" I asked she just shook her head. "I was saying it looks like you two are enjoying this marriage to the fullest now" she said wiggling her eyebrows.
"This situation is confusing, if you had asked me about my opinion of her a few weeks ago I probably would've went on about how much I don't like her" I said "And now?" Asked Phoebe, "and now I don't know" I said Phoebes facial expression softened "Well maybe you just need to sit down and have a real conversation with her" she suggested "I tried but she either blows me off or use sex as an excuse to blow me off" I said running my hands through my hair in a stressed manner.
"Then freeze her out until she's willing to have an adult conversation about all of this" she said.
That's easier said than done whenever she touches me it's like I lose control of my mind. But it wasn't a bad idea, I have to do something because if we go on like this I got a feeling it'll end bad.
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Engaged To My Professor
RomanceGrace Saintclaire and Andrea Anderson are both members of extremely wealthy and well known families who just so happens to go to the same university, Andrea as one of its professors and Grace as a student. Neither of them knew of the others true id...