Bad Professor Falls In Love With Me?!

Chapter 2: The Little Liar

Alicia followed the young professor into his office, noticing an unusual silence that prompted her to look around.

She never imagined the entire room would be his alone, unlike when she delivered work to other professors, where each room would have desks for three to four professors depending on the teaching department.

Perhaps it's because he's the director's nephew, which she only just realized because they share the same surname, prompting her to ask the friend sitting next to her if it was true.

It turned out to be true, the only nephew of 'Director Travis'.

"What are you looking for?" Aaron asked with a smile, standing with his arms crossed and leaning his hip against the edge of the table, looking at Alicia as if she was suspicious of something.

"This is my office alone," he said to her eyes. To say Alicia didn't know would be too much of a lie. She was looking for reassurance, and he could tell from the beginning that Alicia was reluctant to deliver work to him.

"No, nothing," she replied, averting her gaze, quickly placing the work sheet in the basket indicating the class, before hastily walking towards the door.

"Wait, where are you rushing off to?"

She stopped abruptly as the scent of the other person's body drew nearer, assuring her that he had stopped standing behind her.

"Wha... what is it? Do you need something from me, professor?"

"No," he replied, but then lifted the petite person off the ground and quickly pushed the door shut.

Standing at one hundred and eighty centimeters tall, he placed the young woman back on the desk, pushing Alicia to lie flat on the table.

He quickly moved to stand between her slender legs, causing her A-line skirt to shift slightly.

He grabbed her slender hands, which were trying to push him away and sit up, but he pressed her back down.

"Professor, let me go!" Alicia exclaimed, shocked by his actions, wondering what would happen if someone saw them.

"Is it really you from last night? How come you look so irresistible in a student uniform?" Aaron looked at her from head to toe with a smile, not expecting that Alicia would look so beautiful in a student uniform. Her figure made him unable to stop imagining her curves.

Last night she was sweet and cute, but this morning she seemed like a different person, with makeup, styled eyebrows, and curled hair, but without eyeliner, making her look understated yet captivatingly beautiful.

Her cheeks were a soft pink, and her lips, coated with the lip balm he tasted last night, were soft and fragrant. Alicia's lips were sweet like jelly, making him want to taste them again.

"Professor, let me go!" The petite girl struggled to break free, but the more she struggled, the more she felt something hard pressing against her.

"I'm very sensitive to touch, just like when I kissed you last night. I really want to be with you."

"Professor!"

"If you make too much noise, someone might come and see us," Aaron warned, causing Alicia to quickly glance at the glass door. He hadn't locked it, and if someone came in and saw them like this, it would be terrible.

"Then let me go, Professor!"

"Yes, I'm your professor. Where did the sweet girl from last night go? You were so polite to me."

"You're being sly, knowing we shouldn't be close, yet you still do this!"

"Do you know why? Because normally, once someone connects with my body, it has to continue until it's finished. If you had let me last night, I might have been indifferent this morning. But I'm not done yet."

"Professor..." Alicia was left speechless, unsure which part of his words shocked her more.

He wanted to finish what was left from last night, regardless of her being his student. If they had been together last night, he probably wouldn't be bothering her this morning.

Even though last night he acted like they were a couple, he's no different from other men she's heard about, the kind who use and discard. It's a good thing she didn't fall for his touch any more than she already had.

"Let go!" The young woman tried to pull away, clearly displeased, but Aaron only pressed her slender arms down onto the table more firmly.

"What if I don't let go?"

"I'll report you to the director!"

"Heh, heh." Aaron chuckled. "That's my uncle, you know. Are you going to report me so he can fire me? I'm afraid the one who might end up leaving is you."

"Professor!"

"But I won't cause you any trouble if you promise to keep this a secret," Aaron said slyly, making Alicia frown.

"No, I won't!"

"Or would you prefer it to be public? I can arrange that. I don't mind resigning, since I'm tired of teaching anyway. On my first day, my uncle gave me four classes to teach."

"Professor... please don't do this. It's better if we stay apart. Last night was a mistake because we didn't know we were teacher and student."

"I can't do that. You've already made an impression on my body that remembers you, so I have to say no."

"You're cunning, you lured me in," which is why she agreed to kiss him.

"You're making me sound like a bad person. If you didn't like me at all, would you have let me do that... isn't that true?"

Alicia was speechless, admitting to herself that she secretly found herself attracted to him. Who wouldn't be drawn to a handsome man with a sweet voice? Every time she went to see the traditional performance with her sister, she often glanced at him. His skin and features stood out.

"Alicia..." He liked to say her name. He really liked her name.

"I don't like you, professor."

Aaron raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Really? A little liar needs to be exposed, you know."

"There's no need to prove anything, I'm telling the truth! Just let me go. I'll head home before the car runs out." She'd been relying on public transportation since her vocational school days. It's been a year now.

"You can come back with me, and I'll drop you off." He already knew where her house was because he had just dropped her off last night. It's in the village next door.

"No."

Aaron ignored her refusal, gathering her slender arms together and pressing them above her head. Before a thick hand stroked her soft legs from the outside, Alicia was taken aback and tried to stand.

"Don't do it! Teacher, don't do this to me!"

"Well, you're lying. You've been following me since last night, and you still say you don't like it. How can I prove it to you?"

"What you said isn't true." She kicked him.

"Ugh!" Alicia moaned and quickly pursed her lips. A thick hand brushed against a delicate flower through her thin panties, sending shivers down the spine of a girl who had never experienced this before. Alicia closed her eyes as he moved his fingers.

Gently, he dragged them up and down before stopping with a gentle, tingling touch.

"Ah... Ah..." Her delicate mouth moaned as he sent goosebumps down her skin. She tried to control her physical needs but couldn't.

Aaron looked at the beautiful face contorted in pleasure even as his fingers continued to tease her. The expensive words were very sensitive. He felt the moisture in her panties growing.

Then she said she didn't like it. She watched him touch her, and the mood shifted. She was so stubborn! She liked it so much that she was still lying.

Aaron pulled her delicate lace panties to the side and looked down at the opening he wanted to see as a reward. Sweet rose petals were completely sealed and coated with clear nectar. There were thin hairs covering them, beautiful enough to make him swallow involuntarily. Hot fingers moved back and forth along the delicate rose petals. He played with the sticky nectar until it overflowed continuously. Then, he slowly pushed his middle finger inside.

"Oh, It hurts!" The girl shook her head in pain, trying to shut her mouth but couldn't because he was playing between her legs.

The tightness made Aaron uncertain. He slowly pressed his finger again. The truth was that she was still a virgin, and her opening was incredibly tight.

The evil finger slowly slid in and out. With each movement, she moaned, the words becoming more and more expensive. He was afraid someone might hear. He bent down and kissed her fresh lips, but she pursed them, refusing him entrance. She could be sweet.

Her mouth resisted, but her tight opening squeezed his fingers! Aaron decided to push his finger all the way in. He touched the G-spot, the most sensitive point for women. He immediately crushed it.

"Damn!"

"Ugh!" She moaned.

It was the rhythm for Aaron to insert his tongue, a memory of her sweet mouth last night.

He teased her small tongue back and forth while his hand played with that point for a long time, speeding up when he heard the muffled sounds of her frequent rhythms.

Finally, he felt her squeezing force from the inside. He turned his face away from her kiss to catch his breath. He lay down, panting, breathing heavily.

"Do you like it?" Aaron asked with a smile. "I learned very well that every woman who encounters this is weak."

"I don't like it! You can back off, I'm going home." She tried to get out, but he held her still.

"Then it's better to finish this. If you don't, I'll let you go."

"No! I liked the person last night, but I don't like the teacher." But if she had known that he was his teacher from the beginning, she wouldn't like anyone at all.

"I'm a good person," Aaron argued. "It's the same person anyway." He agreed to release his hand, holding her to sit down. He arranged her student clothes, then carried her down and stood behind her.

The petite woman nearly collapsed to the floor from weakness, prompting Aaron to quickly support her.

"So weak on the knees, huh? Heh heh."

"I'm going home now," she said.

She pushed him away and headed for the door, reminding Aaron of his invitation to leave together. Prompting him to quickly open the door to follow her. However, he was met by someone standing there with arms crossed, silently watching them.