ACIR HILLS
The forbidden desire bloomed in my chest.
Yearning for a release while thinking of my professor wasn’t nearly as common as one would think—especially when I have a boyfriend to begin with. Although, all this pinning and ignoring the se.xual tension between me and Zaijian only intensified my libido.
For the past week, I would initiate a make out session with Wesley. No matter where we are, we try to find a discreet place in order to satisfy my needs. Even before, we would always go to the deserted restroom stalls in the Engineering department and be intimate with one another. My fingers couldn’t count how many times we’ve done this before and never get caught.
The thrill and anticipation brewed in my stomach.
“Ahhhh. Yes, right there.” I moaned as Wesley continued palming my
