My Professor (ON HOLD)
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"Why do you keeping denying it"
"Keeping denying what?" I asked breathless.
"That you want me and that you feel the same way I do" he said while he left a trail of open mouth kisses down my neck.
Alicia Green is beginning her freshman year at Calvers University. Her professor Mr. Trenton, has found interest in her and he is not gonna stop until he gets what he wants.
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