Professor

Professor

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"Very nice! Is that teacher lingo for sexy? I whisper in his ear as I pull back from him with a raised eyebrow. He smirks as he breathlessly whispers a "yes"... "Do you know that your rated a 100% hotness on Rate My Professor?" I say as a chuckle at him "Yeah, I know a few of my colleagues have told me and won't let me live it down." He says as he shakes his head. "Hot and humble. So do you have office hours today Mr. Johnson or do I have to wait until next class too?" I wink at him Cassie is a graduate student in her last year trying to balance her dream job, school, and her hectic love life. He wasn't my professor, just a professor I happened to have met at the right time. Or maybe it was the wrong time, because I felt like a lot of things were stacked against me. But as long as I had my best friend Sabrina and you anything could be possible.
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The Hot Series (Book 1) Story Of a Mysterious Professor, a girl full of life and Mr. Stranger. ***** He is not just kissing me, I'm feeling like he's telling me how much he loves me through his soft and gentle kiss. His hands travelled down my spine and grasped my waist. He pulled me closer until no space left between us. Our chest rubbed against each other, arousing our desire. I can hear his heartbeat against my chest. He's taking my breath away from me and giving his breath to me. He's stealing my soul with my breath. **** He gave me a grin as they all student left, I averted my eyes to show him my fake anger. He strolled to the door and shut it close. "Sir, what are you doing?" I asked dramatically as he locked the door. He turned around, his lips drawn up into a naughty smile. "I need to spend some private time with my student." He's sauntering to me, gazing at me, having desires in his bewitching black eyes. My heart started racing, only with the thoughts of what he'll do to me. I'm excited to spend some time with my Hottie Professor in the classroom. This is making me excited. I'm looking at him in anticipation. "But your favourite student is still angry with you." I turned my face on the other side as he reached in front of me. "Then her professor has his own to pacify his favourite student." He cooed, holding my chin with his thumb and finger. As he turned my face to him, I pouted angrily. "Oh, really? So what are those ways ?" I sassed, removing his hand from my chin. As he abruptly grasped my bare waist, I shivered because of his touch. He lifted me from the floor and made me sit on the desk. We gazed into each other eyes passionately in utter silence, the only sound we could hear is our heartbeats. He started coming close to my lips, gazing into my eyes fondly. His warm breath caressing my face. Warning : This story will be hot and romantic.

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