Inhibitions gxg (Professor x Student)
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When a lustful encounter unexpectedly walks into your lecture, not as a fellow student, but as the professor for the entire course.
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Your typical small town girl (Maeve Leighton), chasing after her dream and finally begins her studies only to be swept up in a storm that's both fierce and dangerous, named Prof. Ross.
Initially intended to be smut only (with plot) -
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"I want you to show me how much you want this, Freya." My eyes widened as I stared up at her. "What?" "I want you to touch yourself for me," she said, each word deliberate. "I want you to show me how desperate you are for me." My cheeks warmed. "Professo-" "You do 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. I want her more than anything. Her eyes flickered down to my hands, before meeting mine gaze 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 hold her eye contact, the weight of her stare pinned me in place. "Freya..." my name sounded like it was only meant to be said by her. "If you want me-prove it." I hesitantly stood up, still remaining 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 as 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 taunted, her head slightly tilted. "Nervous?" I blinked up at her, slowly shaking my head. I couldn't even find the words to speak anymore. Get it together Freya. She wants this-I want this. 💋 To be Infatuated: possessed with an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone. Sit back & enjoy the ride. - YSHM
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