Hiram’s POV:
I get to my feet, grabbing the condom. Then I lift her chin with a finger, staring into her beautiful eyes, which are still glazed with the remnants of her recent orgasm. Slowly, I lean forward until my lips meet hers. I do not take her immediately; instead, I wait for her to take charge, sucking and biting on my lips. When I open up, her tongue meets mine, and she runs her hands around the contour of my chest as she works my tongue gently with hers.
The heat rising in my body is becoming unbearable.
How long can I last?
All I want to do at this moment is fill her holes, but a voice in my head reminds me of the precariousness of this situation. She’s my student. I shouldn’t be crossing this line, yet everything about her beckons me to give in.
Suddenly, her hands travel l
