PRIVATE LESSONS

"You little dumb girl,"he murmured against my ears while pinning me against the wall roughly with his hands setting on my waist.I was currently getting a punishment for not accomplishing in solving a maths from my tutor,isn't it?

"Maths doesn't seem pleasuring to you,does it?But what if-"his hands trailed down from holding my waist to the lower area where he squeezed my ass,causing me to gasp.

He chuckled before my face."See,the slightest move makes you turn on."

I wasn't letting him win."I bet you won't be able to even bring me to my orgasm.Not talking about those filthy little fingers of yours,but not even your tiny cock."A smirk pulled on my face.

His jaw hardened and I knew I had hit his ego.Good.He slowly took a step back from me,suddenly his warmth leaving my body.Was he backing away from pleasuring me?

A dangerous smirk was playing on his face and I couldn't quite figure out what he was upto.Without me knowing,he lunged towards me and crashed his rough lips onto mine.

•••••

Some lessons are meant to be learned. Others should never begin.

Evelyn Whitaker's life is already complicated-balancing university, a struggling home, and a future that rests on her shoulders alone. She doesn't have time for distractions, especially not from her arrogant, untouchable new tutor.

Nathaniel Graves is cold, composed, and utterly ruthless. A man who doesn't waste words, doesn't tolerate failure, and certainly doesn't blur lines. But when Evelyn's mother hires him to fix her failing grades, she quickly realizes that Nathaniel isn't just a tutor-he's a storm waiting to happen.

There are rules to this arrangement. Simple ones.
1. Keep it professional.
2. Stay focused.
3. Don't get too close.

But rules are meant to be broken, and as tension ignites between them, Evelyn is left wondering-was he always the lesson, or is he the mistake she won't survive?