A Slút for My Professor (6)
I follow his instruction without a second thought, as my heart pounds and my cheeks flush. Just last week, I never would’ve imagined myself standing bare in front of Professor Cassian.
But here I am. Naked, exposed, and willingly his. As I slowly turn, my mind won’t stop spinning.
What if he doesn't find me séxý enough? What if my body doesn’t do it for him? What if he’s used to women who make him lose control with just a glance?
But then a darker, more twisted thought creeps in...one that makes my thighs press together.
What if he has been with women like that? What if he’s touched them, tasted them, devoured them?
Instead of making me jealous, the idea turns me on. The thought of Cassian wrecking someone else, then coming to me with the same hunger. It d
