Chapter 6

The next day I was off to school. I'd told Kai I wasn't seeing anyone but being in relationships freaked me the hell out so I asked him to leave. Luckily, I didn't have Eli-Dr Carson' class today.

Once I was done with all my classes for the day, I returned home, did some few stuffs, smoked a few joints and when it was late, i changed into a short that barely covered my asscheeks with fishnet stockings underneath. I wore a baggy shirt on it complimenting it with a black Lycra boot.

I wore dark makeup, painted my lips purple and gathered my hair in two messy buns. Then I strapped on a pair of skull rings and earring.

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In the next hour, I was back at the club. This time, I was in no mood to dance. I had a lot on my mind and I needed the loud blasting sounds of songs from the club and a couple shots of drinks.

I tapped my fingers frantically at the counter in front of me, sipping my tequila.

"Mind if I keep you company?" A voice spoke.

I grunted in annoyance when the owner of the voice got in front of me. He wore checkered shirt on a black denim jeans. His hair was disheveled and his eyes looked troubled or saddened, I couldn't tell.

"Hey, Dr Carson. Fancy meeting you here." I feigned excitement. Why the fuck was he here? And how had he spotted me? This man was literally starting to freak me out.

"You look different, though I love whatever look you're in." He said, his eyes trailing every inch of me, "and please call me Elijah."

Okay,

This dude was practically demented. "Let's stick to formalities now shall we? Like you said Dr Carson, I'm the student and you're the teacher."

He chuckled bemused before settling himself on the next stool.

"I must say, I wasn't expecting you to be a student. You looked more to be a fully grown woman. But what struck me most was your choice of course. Why neuroscience?"

"Why are you also a professor? I thought you were twenty seven or something,"

His brows arched and his brown eyes held a warm glint to them, "really? Twenty seven?"

"Then are you twenty five?" I scoffed.

"Thirty five." He said calmly.

What the actual fuck?! Thirty five? He didn't look anything like thirty five! He was literally older, way fucking older than I was.

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed, "I've slept with my dad."

His brows creased, "i'm not your dad. If I was, that would have been incest. That would probably just worsen the situation since I'd already committed child abuse,"

"Well you're my dad." I insisted.

He groaned frustratedly, "please don't call me that,"

I nearly chuckled at his pinched expression, "if you do not stop calling me a child, I will not stop calling you daddy."

He hummed, obviously delighted with something. His eyes were fighting on what to settle for as they shifted between cold and calculating to warm and friendly. There was no way this dude wasn't insane.

"I'd love that though. You can call me daddy while I thrust into you from behind." His eyes languidly swept through my body before holding mine,"wanna have sex, Alexis? Cause I badly want to be inside you again. Can't get you out of my head. You and I meeting again is clearly God's work."

I swallowed hard,

He was giving me an open invitation to experience another hell of a ride. Every fiber in me screamed yes! And as tempting as that was, he'd drawn the lines in his office and I was going to stick to it. It wouldn't do well for me if anyone at school-or God forbid the school board found out about it, it wouldn't turn out good for me.

"I shall decline Dr Carson. This is no God's work, this is clearly the devil's work. And I'd like it if you keep up with the teacher-student act. Let's just pretend this never happened." I seethed through gritted teeth.

His hand suddenly grabbed mine and he placed it on his crotch. I gasped, feeling his hard on. Shit! He was hard in a mouth watering way.

"Call me Elijah. I loved it when you screamed my name. We can't have you screaming Dr Carson now can we? And no. I will not pretend this never happened, not when you fucking get to me this way."

Okay.

That was it!

I turned on my heels and ran out of the club.

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Today, I had Dr Carson' class. Remembering what had happened yesterday, my cheeks flushed. I had to run. If I hadn't, I would have fallen into his ready arms and that just couldn't happen. It was wrong. So much wrong on many levels. And not to mention Kai who stared at me since I'd walked in.

My heartbeat quickened when he stepped in.

His hair was neatly tousled, he wore a grey turtled-neck shirt, had brown coat and black pants on. He stared at me momentarily, his gaze indifferent.

In the next few hours the class was over. I tried to hurriedly walk out but his voice stopped me midstride.

"Alexis Peterson, my office."

I groaned in annoyance. What the fuck was wrong with him. Lee looked worried but she walked out and I went after him to his office.

Once he'd gotten in, he dropped his bag, and leaned against the desk.

"I need you Alexis. Don't avoid me." He whispered fiercely.

"Don't even start! In this very office you told me you wouldn't be treating me any less than a student, what's changed now?" I tried my best not to scream in anger.

He reached out, grabbing my arms even when I clearly tried to move away.

"Since I've touched you, I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you. Disturbing right? But that's the truth. Your body just feels right beneath mine. I just want to be inside of you again. You cannot fucking begin to understand how bad I want you." He breathed.

"I'm not the only girl you've had sex with. Keep on searching, you'd find another who feels right beneath you. Stay the fuck away from me! And please refrain from calling me into your office. I'm warning you."

With that, I yanked my arms from his grasp and walked out. Fuck you Elijah!