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I dragged my heavy feet down the corridor before walking into Wilmer's class. I was beyond fed up with how he had been treating me.

"We don't have class" Wilmer mumbled, not even looking up from the papers on his desk as I slammed the door shut and approached him,

I dumped my bag on the floor before leaning over his desk, "I know we don't have class, you owe me an explanation though" His head snapped up when he heard my voice.

"Demi-"

I cut him off. "No, you owe me an explanation. Was I not good enough in bed? Was that all you wanted from me? To fuck me then leave like nothing ever happened?" Wilmer winced at my last question, "You were so kind to me, God, how could I have been so stupid as to think you actually gave a fuck about me?"

"Demi, stop!" Wilmer snapped, slamming his hands against the mahogany desk as he stood up, his face only millimetres away from mine. "I broke it off because I am your teacher! Because I could risk losing my job! Because part of my terms was no feelings! Because I have fucking feelings for you that I shouldn't have!"

I stood speechless. The fact that he had feelings for me took me by surprise, even after the time we spent together in New York, I didn't think he would break the rules he created. I never would have known he felt that way.

"Since when?" I asked,

"What?"

"Since when did you start having feelings for me?" I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was debating in his mind whether to answer me or not.

He stood silent for a few moments, moving closer to me, he grazed his bottom lip across my top once. I leaned right onto the tips of my toes wanting him to kiss me, but he moved back a bit and I lowered myself back onto my feet. I felt a little disappointed that he didn't want to kiss me after his confession. Why didn't he want to kiss me?

"It...look I have to get some work done, Demi. We can discuss this later" Wilmer said, turning around and walking back to his desk.

"Later meaning never? No, want to know. Tell me now, not later" I demanded.

"Go, Demi" he said mumbling as he went back to his desk.

"No, I am not leaving until I get an answer from you!"

"You're just wasting your time, Demi" he said continuing to grade our essays that had been due earlier today.

"I'll wait then" I said sitting at the edge of his desk, protesting. We sat in silence for a good ten minutes. I was getting bored but I didn't wanna let him win, so I sat on my phone. Suddenly, after 15 minutes I felt his hands reach for my right thigh from behind me. He didn't say a word and nor did I. His other hand did the same to the left thigh. Without moving my position, he walked around the front of his desk and stood in front of me. I frowned in annoyance as he took my phone out of my hand placing it in his back pocket.

"What are you doing?" I whispered.

"Shhh don't speak"

"I know where this is headed, before anything happened tell me, when did you start to have feelings for me?"

He took a deep breath "The moment that you got a boyfriend. I was jealous when I shouldn't have been. Before that, I passed off my feelings as just wanting you in bed. That wasn't the case" I was blushing fire. I didn't know what to say so I grabbed his neck to pull him closer to me making our lips touch into a passionate kiss.

I let out a small moan as he pulled me closer, rubbing his hard bulge against my centre through our clothes as we made out on his desk.

"I would do that sexy thing where they swipe everything off the desk and have my way with you right here, but I do have work to do" Wilmer bit his lip while pulling out of the kiss, "Fuck, you're so beautiful"

Blushing, I burried my head into his shoulder, "Is this still over?"

Wilmer shook his head, "As long as you can keep it a secret"

I smirked, hopping down from the desk as Wilmer made way for me to do so. "This is between us, Professor" I winked, planting a soft kiss on his lips before grabbing my handbag and leaving the room.

I rolled my eyes at the sight of Jeremy as I left the room. I'm pretty sure I could report him for stalking at this stage.

..

Leaning back onto my soft bed, I unbuttoned my jeans before kicking them off, landing on my bedroom floor. Running my hands down my bare belly, I slipped my right hand under the waist band of my black panties as my forefinger made contact with my bundle of nerves. Fiddling with my clitorus for a few minutes, I ran my fingers through my now wet folds and inserted a single finger. I had done this before, but that was before I had lost my virginity. It seemed now that my fingers would never match up to how well Wilmer filled me. I bit down on my bottom lip, inserting another finger as I attempted to recreate what Wilmer had made me feel. Moving my fingers to a steady rhythm, I couldn't believe my luck when the door bell to my apartment called. Pouting, I removed my fingers, wiping any liquids on a towel that was on my chest of drawers before walking to the front door. I didn't bother putting pants on, I could always check to see who it was through the peep hole, if it wasn't someone worth opening for then I would just go back to what I previously had been doing.

Smiling as I closed one eye, I saw Wilmer standing on the other side of my door through the peep hole.
"Maybe you can help me" I winked suggestively as I opened the door, letting him in.

Wilmer bit his lip at the sight of me wearing nothing but my matching bra and panties. I internally high fived myself for coordinating my underwear for the first time in forever. "Why, what were you doing?"

A blush came upon my face when I realised that I was only going to get embarrassed trying to explain to him that I was pleasuring myself. "I...I was just thinking about us...About what we did in New York"

"Mhmm"

"How I miss what we did"

The man raised his eyebrows, reaching out and pulling me close to him, my skin tingling under his touch. "You miss it, hey?"

I nodded, "You have no idea" I said, throwing my head back as without warning, he slipped his fingers into my panties, inserting two deep inside of me.

"Wow, you really did miss it" He winked. I was about to respond when a moan ripped through my lips.

"Fuck!" I hissed, sinking my teeth into his neck as he hit all the right spots.

"Maybe we should take this over there" Wilmer suggested, nodding over towards my bed. I grinned as he removed his fingers from me and I helped him out of his suit.

It's safe to say, that night was very satisfying.