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but I couldn't help but think about past liaisons , rough handling that was always punctuated by him taking me. Climaxing wi th me. His eyes were still devouring me even though I was almost fully clothed. Was this another lesson? A dominant thing where he made me wait until I begged for him?
    My head was back in the game but the rest of me was st ill catching up. My nipples still pierced through my bra. I was still wet and quivering. And if he kept looking at me that way...
    I let out a sigh of relief when the phone on his desk buzzed to life , giving me a reprieve . He brought it to his ear and if his responses were any indication, a student was heading to his office. I swiped my bag and gave him a small wave, but he gave me a stern look and held up a finger to stop me from leaving.
    When he hung up the phone, I tossed my hair over my shoulder and tried to seem nonchalant. "Well, I better head out. I have a class and-"
    "I want to see y ou again." His voice was as intimate as any kiss. "I want to do more of this."
    I hesitated. Say yes! It's obvious he's still in love with you. A few more of these trysts and you can s how him what it's like to have your heart split in two.
    I put aside my guilt and forced a smile. “ I think we should too. ”
    When I left his office, it should have been a vi ctory. But with his taste still warm on my lips, the thought of hurting him didn’t bring me any satisfaction .
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