Chapter Seventeen
Thalina
Professor Maverick’s hands slid over my wrists as he gently released the cuffs that held me in place. My body was still trembling from the intensity of our last round, but his gaze told me he was far from being done with me, and my trembling body still wanted more of him.
"Get on the bed," he commanded, his voice as steady and dominant as ever, though now laced with a quiet intensity that sent shivers down my spine.
I did as he said, moving slowly, my legs still shaking from the effect of his hard thrusts. The soft mattress beneath me felt like a safe haven for a moment as I laid on the bed, but I knew it wouldn’t last. Professor Maverick wasn’t the kind of man to let me rest easily, especially not when we were in this room where held so much power and control
