Owning Her
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Last published Mon, Feb 23, 2026
"So Professor Jones, does this mean that we are an actual thing now?"
"Princess, calling me that will get you in trouble," he grunts.
I smiled in response, because he liked it. He liked that I was calling him professor. I think this was what was so exciting about him and I. He was my professor and the idea of fucking each other is a turn on.
There was also the fact I had Grayson as well, even though he was the more reserved one, but what's the harm in still having both of them. I moved my hands under his shirt and I felt soft patch of hair, but hard muscle.
"Maybe I want to get in trouble," I teased.
"I thought you were going to be a good girl?" Grayson interjects.
"I never said I would be good all the time," I say, innocently.
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