Chapter Thirty-Four

As Valerie sat at the front of her class, she focused on keeping her legs pressed tightly together, worried her sundress might slide up her thighs, and she would inadvertently expose her slick slit to her students. Dean sat in his usual spot, smirking at her, which made her even more self-conscious. If anyone would notice she acted oddly, it would be him. By the time her class was over, she was a mass of jumbled nerves, ready to explode, and couldn’t get out of there fast enough.

After a quick trip to her office to grab her purse, she made her way to her car just to escape her imagination. Halfway there, though, she remembered what waited for her back at her apartment, Damien’s promise to take her ass. She never had anal sex before. Nick’s finger the other day was the only thing that ever penetrated her tight rosebud, and that had felt like a tree branch was being shoved up inside of her. She had no idea what it would feel like to have Damien’s meaty rod buried deep in her d