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Her Feral Professor [ Your Professor Shouldn't Taste You] Started And Ended Badly
I didn't mean to raise my voice. I didn't mean to project all my insecurities from the Shane business on her. I am probably jumping the gun here but I don't care. She drives me crazy. She gets up suddenly, I am still seated and have no intention to get up too. I am too worked up. "Right. I am sorry for putting you in such a tight spot, Sirr" She says, I hear the slight trembling in her voice and I feel even more terrible. "Alex." I get up but she is already at my door. She doesn't look back as she steps out hurriedly, in the defiance of her shoulders, I think I see them shaking but I can't be sure. I sink back into the chair and Shane's face comes back to me, laughing, taunting, I cover my eyes with my hands but he won't go away. ♠︎♠︎♠︎♠︎Alex POV:I don't know how I got to the room but I find myself at the door and I push in blindly. I managed to reel in the hot bubbling tornado of tears of embarrassment threatening to spill out of me in torrents since I ran out of his office.
Her Feral Professor [ Your Professor Shouldn't Taste You] Visually Avoiding Professor Zane
I sit up, Penny leaves my bed to go sit at her mirror, and she starts moisturising her body like she didn't just drop a bombshell on me. Though I don't even know if I believe her. Because of Tristan's angle. She would believe anything Tristan fed her. But it kind of makes sense, too. Tristan's preconceived hatred and anger of Orion seals it. That can be the only reason. "But that can't be true. If even his parents didn't believe him, how can you?" I say defensively, my tears forgotten, a lump of dread in my throat. No matter how hard I try to picture Zane the way she has painted him, it is hard. There must be a misunderstanding somewhere. "What do parents know about their kids?" She retorts with an all-knowing snort as she goes about putting on underwear. "I don't think you should just blindly believe all Tristan says to you." In my confusion, I feel angry. That fucking Tristan. "And what is that supposed to mean?" Penny stops looking for whatever in her wardrobe to glare at me ov
Her Feral Professor [ Your Professor Shouldn't Taste You] After Class
"Ow!" Maggie yells and moves away from me. The people seated around us turn their attention to us and I cringe even more. "Okay class. Today, we are just going to discuss the assignment I gave. We are pretty ahead with our course work and I am proud of that. So, I am going to call someone at random to help us out today." Zane's voice booms from the head of the class. Everybody goes quiet. Even Maggie stops her fidgeting. In moments like this, I am stunned by the deep contrast between this man who commanded attention and respect like this and the man who spoke dirty to me privately. He rarely laughs in class. Yet we laughed together yesterday. I manage to raise my head and our eyes meet instantly, I look away. My heart starts beating. A cold fist twists my insides painfully with awful nerves. Oh God, he shouldn't pick me for this task. I can barely speak to him and he would pick me to speak to the whole class? I guess he must think there should be a difference, but there really isn
Her Feral Professor [ Your Professor Shouldn't Taste You] Taking Zane By Surprise
"But, If you are serious about needing my mentoring, then I expect you to show up on Friday with your wits about you. I don't condone emotional outbursts. You didn't even let me actually say anything before storming out of my office. Should I transfer you to someone else? A senior? Would that be better?" I say. I mean to throw it in the mix as a sort of threat. Alex looks up at me defiantly, her startling green eyes blazing with that familiar anger I find so incredibly erotic. I don't know how she pulls me but I find myself inching closer to her or she walks closer to me? I can't tell, but we are suddenly standing too close. Mere inches between us and I remember the bewitching softness of her body from that night long ago in the dark parking lot. Her scent that lingered. "Yes, yes. Do that. Transfer me to a senior. A guy, preferably. I think that would be best so when I experience another of my emotional outbursts, he can take care of me instead of insisting I get a hold of myself.
Her Feral Professor [ Your Professor Shouldn't Taste You] Foul-mouthed Alex
Alex POV:Oh. My. God!I lost my mind! What possessed me? I have gone crazy!I yell in my head as I walk down the hallway, needing to escape as quick as I can. But escape from what? From who?From the reckless girl who did all that with Zane in the empty lecture hall. What was that about? Oh God. My neck is still hot where he rested his stubbled chin on. I can still smell his strong cologne of quiet masculinity. Dark notes of rain washed woodsy forest. It is hard to note but it is so overpowering in a particularly quiet way. My body is still humming, thrumming like something alive and hard is still pressing against my ass. My chest is still heaving and when the bright morning sunlight hits me in the face, I squint against its harsh glare, momentarily confused. I have been walking in a daze. Feeling like I have been possessed by another entity. One fueled by jealousy and lust. I know what pushed me was the jealousy I felt because of Claire's brilliant composure of herself with him
Her Feral Professor [ Your Professor Shouldn't Taste You] Going After Zane
Alex POV:"No, mom, I won't be coming home for the break." I say for the third time into my phone as I make the twenty minutes walk to campus. To the department. To Zane Orion's office. It is Friday and my mother all the way over in Boston has decided this crucial moment in time is the best time to call me and nag about our fragile mother daughter relationship. "And I don't understand why?" She retorts over the phone. The same thing she has repeated for the last three times I have told her I would not be coming home for the break that is still at least a month away. "Mom, I gotta go now. We will talk later." I say into the phone when the tall grey building of the creative writing department comes into view. "Alexander! Don't you dare cut me off." My mother yells at me over the phone. Because of the distance between us, the yell doesn't carry as much weight. I could almost laugh. "Okay. What were we talking about? Though I have to let you that you are making me late to my mentorin
Her Feral Professor [ Your Professor Shouldn't Taste You] Zane Made The Move Instead
I push the door open and walk in, my eyes find him immediately at his desk. He is seated in a relaxed stance, the top three buttons of his shirt is undone, revealing a chest dotted with wiry smooth hair, his square chin is cleanly shaved and his deep set eyes watch me watch him from under those long lashes. I try to catch my breath as I walk to the couch in the centre of his large office, I hear his chair scrape back as he follows me to the seating area. Every part of my body thrums with anticipation. I place my totebag on the coffee table and pull out my notepad, Zane sits opposite me, I can't read the look on his face because I can't fucking look up into his face but I can feel the intensity of his eyes on my every move. I feel like I can't breath. "Hi, Professor Orion. Where did we stop?" I say after clearing my throat. Zane cocks his head at an angle at me, amusement stretching those perfect smooth lips of his. God, I am totally staring and he can tell. "Uh, let's see. I am c
Her Feral Professor [ Your Professor Shouldn't Taste You] Pleasuring Alex
"Caught your breath?" He asks, voice low and deep as sin. "I...I...I think so.." I stutter, Zane grabs my hips and pulls me closer to the edge of the couch so my back leans further down, a more comfortable position, but also really vulnerable because now I won't be able to move away from him if I need to. He is taking control. Dominant and so fucking hot. When his tongue sucks me into his warm mouth this time around, I try to be prepared, I hold my breath to keep from screaming but I don't last. I pulse uncontrollably between his lips and even though my legs are held tightly in his hands, they start shaking. My body is not in my control anymore. I am his and he knows it. I am so close. It is both terrifying and exhilarating. Pleasure wounds me up so tightly, I feel like a coil stretched too taut. Like a ticking bomb. So intense. Zane laps at my flowing juices hungrily, his tongue flicking against my swollen oversensitive clit, my fingers in his hair tighten, my eyes roll to the ba
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