Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 98496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
“You’re still mean,” she accused him. “Didn’t you tell me you were going to...” Kassia stopped.
He leaned back against his chair, making no attempt to hide his amusement. “Didn’t I tell you I was going to what?” he asked innocently.
“You know.” Crap, she should be mad right now, the way the professor was toying with her, but she was so stupid, she felt like she just wanted him to play with her more.
The innocence remained in his gaze. “No, I don’t.”
She took a deep breath before muttering, “Woo me.”
“Was that so hard to say?” The professor’s tone had suddenly turned disarmingly gentle, and her mood instantly swung from irritated to infatuated. Crap. Crap, crap, crap. She was so easy to play with.
A shadow fell over her, and she almost jumped in her seat. “How do you do that?” she demanded. He made her feel deaf, with the way he so easily crept up on her.
Ignoring the question, he took her hand and pulled her up. When their eyes met, he said quietly, “I still have one minute left with you before my next class arrives.”
She blinked up at him.
“What do you wish us to do with this last minute?”
Her heart beat hard at the question. Her body knew exactly what she wanted to happen, but she just couldn’t make herself say it. She could only look at the professor, her eyes cloudy with a mixture of wariness and desire.
Kassia bit her lip, hoping that the professor would consider it answer enough.
He did.
Alessandro kissed Kassia. Her lips parted without him asking, and their tongues mated. But it didn’t feel enough.
Fifty seconds.
He lifted her up, and her arms and legs wound around his body, her pussy fitting right above his cock.
Forty seconds.
He moved them towards the wall, and once her back touched the hard surface, he ground his lower body against hers. She moaned against his mouth even as her legs locked more tightly around his waist.
Thirty seconds.
The sound of footsteps reached him, and their time together dwindled.
Five seconds.
Alessandro reluctantly pulled away, lifting his mouth and lowering Kassia back to her feet as he did. A mewl of protest escaped her, and he brushed his lips against her forehead in apology. “We’re about to have company.”
Kassia blinked in confusion. She blinked again, and the professor was already behind his desk.
“You may go now.” The professor didn’t look up as he spoke, students from his next class entering the room at the same time.
She told herself she shouldn’t be hurt. The professor was only doing this so people wouldn’t talk about them, wouldn’t know that they were...playing. Her mind understood, but her heart didn’t.
As she reached for her bag, her phone beeped, and she took it out. Without looking at the professor again, she headed for the door while switching her phone on to read her message.
It was from the professor.
Don’t forget I belong to you.
“HE’S GETTING TO YOU, isn’t he?” Ellie looked at her friend knowingly. They were having lunch at the cafeteria. Or at least she was. Kassia hadn’t touched her food once. She had been too busy gazing at her phone. She was biting her lip in seeming indecision, but there wasn’t any mistaking the sparkle in her eyes either.
Kassia was happy...even if she clearly didn’t want to be.
Also, it didn’t seem like she heard a single word Ellie had said.
Kassia heard her friend laughing, and she looked up guiltily, realizing too late Ellie had been talking the whole time and she hadn’t heard a word of it. “Sorry,” she mumbled. Her gaze swerved back to her phone as she spoke. She couldn’t stop staring at it.
“Did he text you again?” Ellie asked finally.
Slowly, Kassia shook her head.
“Then what?” Ellie was exasperated.
Kassia hesitated before saying almost guiltily, “He added me on Facebook.”
Ellie was surprised. The professor had struck her as very old-fashioned in many ways, and she knew she wasn’t the only one in school who thought that. It didn’t seem like him at all to have a Facebook account.
“Did you accept his request?” Ellie asked.
Kassia nodded. “And you know what I found out?” She paused then said in a rush, “He just created the account yesterday, and I’m his only friend.”
“Are you sure it’s not his second account or something?” Ellie cautioned.
“I don’t think he’s the type to do things like that, don’t you?”
Ellie nodded, seeing Kassia had a point. “So...what exactly is your problem?”
Kassia didn’t want to say it.
Ellie frowned. “If you’re waiting for me to second-guess your feelings, don’t hold your breath. I’m your best friend, but I’m not like you. You know how I feel about love and stuff.”
Kassia watched her friend daintily eat her sandwich, and Ellie couldn’t have made her point any clearer by doing so. Eating, sleeping, studying – Ellie could do all of this because she wasn’t struggling with the throes of love. Those same things used to be easy for Kassia, too...until she had fallen for the professor.