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ALEENA'S POVFor two days, I avoided Professor Lorcan, and his class. I shouldn't trust Vivienne. She was a conniving liar, and she must have lied about being with Professor Lorcan. But the silhouette I saw said otherwise.Lorcan called and texted twice, but I deleted them without hesistation.The next detention was the next day, and I already made up my mind that I wouldn't go. But the dull ache in between my legs had already made it's decision.I stood up from the bed abruptly. “No, not this time. I won't become Lorcan's plaything.”I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “Get a hold of yourself, Aleena.”Then my phone rang. I walked to my bed and picked it up, my hand already hovering at the end button, thinking it was Lorcan again. But it wasn't.It was Mira.“Hey, girl. Still asleep?” Mira's voice came from the other end of the phone.“No, I've been up for a while, What's up?” I said and plopped on the bed.“It's Professor Sylvie.”“Okay?” I waited for her response.“She gave an a

ALEENA'S POVThe next morning, I woke up to the buzzing of my phone. I threw off the covers and stood up groggily. I went to the night stand to answer it—it was an unknown number.“Hello?” I said, rubbing my eyes.“Did you sleep well, little rebel?” A deep voice called out from the other end of the phone.The hairs on my body stood instantly as the sleep vanished from my eyes—Professor Lorcan.“Why are you calling me?” I snapped, my voice still hoarse from sleep.“Why can't I call you, huh?” He said with indifference as his voice was calm.I looked around to see if Mira was there—I checked the bathroom too, and when I was clear I replied to him.“I don't get you, Professor. What do you really want from me?” My voice was a little high, but I kept going. “You always leave me hanging, wanting you more, and you act like you don't know me during lectures, always ignoring me.” I said bluntly. “What do you take me for?” “I take you for the student who tried to seduce her Professor, and whe

ALEENA'S POVThree days had passed since the library, and every passing moment—I could still feel the tingling feeling of Lorcan's hands on my body, his lips on mine, his tongue, fucking my pussy, making my head feel light.That morning, I woke up to the grey light filtering through the curtains. The sky was heavy with clouds—the kind of morning that made you want to stay in bed forever. I didn't move for almost an hour, I just lay there still, my eyes closed, Lorcan's face forming in my head.The tenderness between my thighs was still there, a dull pulse that sharpened when I pressed them together and I sucked in breath. The memory of his hands were still everywhere—lingering like fingerprints that I couldn't wash off, and I liked it.I pressed my thighs together and felt immediate sparks shooting up to my spine and I forced myself to stop.He said that the next detention was in his apartment, and I formed a list in my head, trying to give myself reasons I shouldn't go.I knew somewh

Aleena's PovHe pressed his hand over my mouth, his palm hot and tasting of me, and dove back down, his tongue finding my clit again, his fingers resuming their slow, devastating stroke inside me. I shook my head, eyes wide, terror and arousal mixing together that I felt dizzy, but he held my gaze, his eyes commanding, demanding, and I understood that this was the test. This was the edge he wanted me to walk. The risk of being caught, of being discovered naked and spread open while my professor ate me out, and I had to stay quiet, had to control myself, had to take everything he was giving me without making a sound.The key turned in the lock and he rolled us down of the carpet behind the desk.I felt my whole body go rigid with panic, the pleasure was still building, still climbing, his tongue relentless, his fingers curling to press that spot again and again. Lorcan's hand stayed pressed over my mouth, his other arm wrapped around my thigh, holding me open, holding me in place, and

Aleena's povI bit my own arm to keep from screaming. His tongue found my clit and worked it in slow, devastating circles, and his hands gripped my hips, holding me still, preventing me from grinding back against him. I was shaking, sobbing silently into the wood, my body climbing toward something that felt like it might destroy me.He pulled back. "Don't come.""I can't—”He bit my inner thigh, hard enough to leave a mark, and I felt the pain spike through the pleasure "You will not come until I say. Until I've had my fill of you. Until you're begging me to stop touching you, begging me to let you finish, begging me for mercy."He turned me over onto my back, my skin sliding against the wood and climbed between my legs. He was still fully dressed, his trousers rough against my inner thighs, his shirt buttons pressing cold against my stomach as he lowered himself over me. I felt the weight of him, the control, the heat radiating through fabric while I lay naked and open beneath him.L

Aleena's PovI stood in front of the mirror for what felt like hours—but it was just twenty minutes.The silk robe hung open at the front, just as he had instructed, and I wore nothing underneath. My reflection looked like a stranger—my skin was flushed already in anticipation, and I felt the heat pool in my stomach.I had not touched myself, I had followed that command, lying in bed for hours with my thighs pressed together, feeling the ache build and refusing the relief my body begged for.Mira had left for dinner with friends. She had poked her head in before leaving, her voice carrying that particular hint that she was worried. “Sure you don't wanna come? We'll have a nice time and I cam find you a nice normal boy to take your mind off for a while.”“I'm good. I have to finish this assignment first.” I had called back and the lie felt like it was already carved into my tongue.“Your loss.” She shrugged. “Leena?”“Yeah?”“Be careful okay? whatever you're actually doing.”I hadn't