INFATUATED | GXG| | 18+ |

Professor Reid walked around her desk to stand directly before me.

I looked up at her, the intensity in her eyes made my throat go dry.

"I want you to show me how much you want this, Freya."

I stared up at her.

My eyes widening.

"What?"

"I want you to touch yourself for me," she said, each word deliberate. "I want to see how desperate you are for me."

Heat burned through me. "Professo-"

"You want me, don't you, Freya?" she cut me off sharply.

I hesitated, then nodded, my hands letting go of the desk now, trembling in my lap.

Her eyes flickered down to my hands, before meeting mine again.

"Then show me," she pressed, her voice lower now, but held so much authority.

Heat coiled in my lower stomach at her request.

I tilted my head back more to meet her gaze, and the weight of it pinned me in place.

"Freya..." my name sounded like both a warning and a prayer on her lips. "If you want me-prove it."

I hesitantly stood up, while holding eye contact with her, seeing if any part of her was just messing with me.

But she wasn't.

She was being serious.

I focused on breathing, in and out, as I hooked my thumbs into my underwear, tugging them down to let them fall to the floor before kicking them to the side.

I felt heat rush through my body.

I stood in front of her hesitantly.

I can't believe I'm going to touch myself in-front of her.

"What's the matter Freya," Professor Reid tilted her head. "Suddenly nervous?"

I blinked up at her and shook my head slightly.

I couldn't even find the words to speak anymore.

Get it together Freya.

She wanted this.

I wanted this.

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To be Infatuated: possessed with an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone.

Sit back & enjoy the ride.

- Tulip 🌷