It was almost sunset when I found myself pacing my office floor again. My heels clicked softly against the tiles, a rhythm that matched the chaos in my head. I stopped for a second, standing still in the middle of my office.
What have I done?
That is outright wrong and against all the rules— my rules.
How could I have been so stupid? He called me professor during sēx! I didn’t tell him my profession, so why in the world didn’t I wonder how he knew that?
I was completely taken by the sēx, my head so wrapped in its pleasure that I had turned off my brain.
What do I do? How do I solve this?
We f****d. Not once or twice. It was three times. No, four times! The bathroom sēx!
Shit.
I... I rode him. I gave him a blōwjōb.
“s**t! s**t! s**t!” I cursed, running my hand through my hair as I
