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since you’re asking me so nicely…” He went down on
his knees.
    Finally, I’d get what I needed. I couldn’t look down at him. Dammit! He blew on my pussy, and his cool breath felt heavenly. His
strong hands grasped both my legs, right above the knees. Slowly, his fingers
trailed up my thighs, all the way up, stopping an inch from my clit.
    “Keep going,” I urged.
    “Patience.” Justin planted a delicate kiss on the inside of
my right thigh.
    Then on the left. Next, he nipped my skin in a series of
bites that grew harder and harder, until I gasped. Leaving me as needy as ever,
he stood up, the same adorable grin stamped on his face.
    “You have a talent for letting a girl down, you know that?”
    “Do I?” His mouth closed over mine in a lingering kiss.
“When you taught my class, did you have feelings for me?”
    “God yes. Did you feel the same way? I wasn’t sure.” As the
cast dried against my skin, it seemed to shrink and tighten, hampering my
ability to breathe. “I was too busy trying to make my own feelings go away.”
    He placed his hands on the partition on either side of my
head, completely trapping me. His lips were inches away from mine. “I was in
lust with you from day one. You wore a green dress. It showed off your calves,
your slim waist and set off your hair.” He took a strand in his fingers and
kissed it. “When did you first start to like me?”
    “The second week. You gave me a brilliant answer when we
were discussing women in music videos. Intelligence is a turn-on. The fantasies
started that night.”
    His brows arched. “Care to share some of them?”
    “I’d much rather act them out.”
    His features brightened. “Tell me one. What kind of dirty
thoughts were going through your head?”
    Let’s see. There were so many. In one fantasy, I
called him to the office to discuss his behavior and ended up fucking him on
the principal’s desk. “After class, I had a load of books to carry back to my
office on the ground floor. You volunteered to help. We got into the elevator.
Once inside, I pressed the emergency stop button. You were trapped. You
were my prisoner.”
    “I bet you stripped me naked in under ten seconds.”
    “More like five.”
    “And?”
    “You fucked me up against the wall,” I said, and my clit
swelled. “Twice.”
    “There are quite a few fantasies that I’d like to act out as
well.”
    “Tell me.”
    “About the lap dance or the one involving pole dancing?”
    I giggled. “Typical male.” How much longer did I have to
wait? “I never had feelings for a student before, and it was incredibly hard to
treat you like everybody else.”
    “That’s why I came in late all the time. I wanted you to
notice me.” He nuzzled my ear. “I needed a reaction from you. Negative
attention is better than no attention. Sometimes it worked. Sometimes not.”
    “I knew it was an attention-getting strategy. Sometimes I
snapped at you. Other times I thought it was best not to react.”
    “Kind of like the way you want attention right now,” he
whispered, “and I’m not giving it to you?”
    “Umm. Yeah. Kinda like that,” I said with a sarcastic edge.
The cast constricted me, and I didn’t know how much longer I’d be able to stand
still.
    “Even during my last oral, when I bombed completely, I found
it hard to focus because you were looking at me so intently. When you bent over
to make notes, I got a peek at your cleavage. Drove me crazy.”
    I know the feeling.
    Justin glanced at the clock. “Time’s up.”

Chapter Three
     
    “Finally.” I sighed in relief. Time to act out those
fantasies. “Think the cast will turn out well?”
    “A beautiful model equals a beautiful sculpture. Alginate is
a remarkable medium. It captures every detail, right down to your fingerprints
if you do a hand cast.”
    “And my flaws?”
    “I took a pretty good look at you, Jenna, and I didn’t see
anything I’d call a flaw,” he said. “Step six, removing the