My Professor's Little Girl

𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

"Good Morning Ms. Ray-" Dr. Kingstin spoke as he raised his head to meet my gaze before turning to face the class.

"You all know your groups now, please gather together and start your tasks."

As the class assembled, he grabbed my arm and stated

"You, with me, now." He murmured as he drew me deeper into the yard, away from the rest of the class.

He looked so enraged that I thought he was going to tear my hand off. Other students saw this and even joked about how I managed to irritate Dr. Kingstin.

He drew me next to a tree, far away from the others.

"What the hell are you trying to accomplish? "Ms. Rayers?"

I could see it in his eyes that all he wanted to say was more than what he just said right now. In his eyes was possession and dominance. He is in love and lust with my outfit but wearing it out didn't sit right with him.

"I don't understand what you are saying sir and please can you let go of my hand you are hurting me." I responded.

He released my hand and moved away, running his hands through his hair and groaning.

God, he looks good when he runs his hand through his hair in frustration. It made it better because I was the one compelling him to do this.

"You will not be the death of me. What the hell are you wearing? In fact, just join group 2." He finally directed me.

I could see the lust in his eyes, he wanted me. He wanted to take me there and there plus he didn't like the fact that everyone was looking at how good I looked in that outfit wishing I was underneath them.

I walked over to him, placing my body on his and saying, "Okay, sir, I will be on my way now."

Leaning deeper into his body, I said

"I will be on my best behavior today..."

Raised to my toes and whispered into his ear in the most sexiest voice.

"Dameon"

I knew the impact I made on him at the time by addressing him by his first name, and it was written all over his face. He couldn't do anything to me because we were outside in front of a large group of students. I realized the effect I had on him, so I winked in his direction and went away to join group 2, feeling his eyes on my back. Yes, that will show him exactly what he is missing out on.

With the help of classmates, I discovered where my group was standing, and it appears that Dr. Kingstin instructed my group to collect objects that potentially contain bacteria for examination under the microscope. We had 5 slides to collect five different items. Fortunately, we had five people in the group, so we each collected one slide and decided to split out to cover more land. I wanted to harvest soil from beneath a magnificent bush area, which forced me to climb the University's mountain a bit. It was becoming fairly rocky.

But I had a good hike up and was able to get the sample. On the way back down, I lost my footing, tripped, and fell down spraining my ankle. Ughhh I yelled aloud in pain and thanked God that one of my teammates was only around the corner. He ran up to me and observed my situation; it wasn't as severe as it appeared or felt; it was the initial pain that caused me to scream.

"Are you okay, Aria?" James asked me.

"Yh I am fine but I need this ankle to be checked out could you help me get up?" I answered.

"Sure!"

James replied as he lifted me from the ground and drew me to his side, gripping my waist tightly and wrapping my arm around his neck before we began walking slowly to the infirmary. Thank God for the fitted clothing I was wearing. I'm not sure why, but it made our movements simpler and allowed me to feel all of the muscles. James was extremely well-built and had the structure of a fitness coach. He was obviously taller than me and quite attractive, but it was impossible to move like this, and as if James was thinking the same thing, he stopped as he said.