Novels by Tina

Lila's POVFinal papers were due and the whole department felt tense. I walked to Marcus’s office with my heart beating so hard I could hear it in my ears. The door was unlocked just like he said it would be. When I stepped inside he was already sitting in the big leather chair behind his desk. He looked up and closed the folder in front of him.“Shut the door,” he said. “But leave it unlocked.”I did what he told me. The soft click of the latch still made my stomach twist. Anyone could walk in. The risk sat heavy between us the same way it always did.Marcus leaned back in the chair and patted his thigh. “Come here. Straddle me.”I walked around the desk on shaky legs. My graduation gown was already hanging in my dorm ready for the ceremony later, but right now I still wore a regular skirt and blouse. He guided me until I was sitting across his lap with one knee on each side of his hips. I could feel how hard he already was through his pants.“Take me out,” he said.My fingers trembl

Lila's POVThe academic conference was two cities away from campus. Marcus had booked one hotel room with two beds and told everyone it was only for budgetary reasons. I knew better the moment we walked in and he locked the door behind us. The room was quiet except for the soft hum of the air conditioner. Two beds sat side by side with crisp white sheets. He set his bag down and looked at me for a long time without speaking.“Come here,” he said.I walked over to him on legs that already felt unsteady. He reached up and started unbuttoning my blouse one slow button at a time. His fingers brushed my skin with every move. When the blouse was open he pushed it off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Next he unzipped my skirt and let that drop too. I stood in front of him in only my bra and panties while he watched me like he was memorizing every inch.“You’re already breathing hard,” he said. “And I haven’t even touched you yet. Take the rest off.”I unhooked my bra and let it fal

Lila's POVThe department dinner ended later than anyone planned. By the time we all walked out of the restaurant the rain was coming down in heavy sheets that made the parking lot look like a river. My dress was already getting wet at the bottom and my shoes were soaked. Most of the other professors and students ran for their own cars. I stood under the little overhang and tried to open my umbrella but the wind kept turning it inside out.Marcus came up beside me. Water was dripping from his dark hair onto his shoulders. He looked at the rain and then at me.“You can’t walk in this,” he said. “I’ll drive you back to campus.”I should have said no. I should have called a cab or waited for the rain to slow down. But the thought of sitting next to him in a closed car made my stomach flip in that familiar scary way. I nodded.“Okay. Thank you.”We ran to his car. The rain soaked through my dress in seconds. By the time I slid into the passenger seat my clothes were sticking to my skin an

Lila's POVI sat on the floor between two tall metal shelves on the third floor of the library with my laptop open and my notes spread all around me. The air smelled like old paper and dust. It was quiet except for the soft sound of pages turning somewhere far away. I had come here to study because I thought it would be safe. I thought if I stayed in the stacks no one would bother me. But my mind would not stay on the words in front of me. Every time I tried to read I kept thinking about yesterday in his office. I kept feeling the way his mouth had been on me and the way he had pushed inside me so deep. My panties were already a little damp just from the memory.I heard footsteps coming closer down the aisle. They were slow and steady. My heart started beating faster even before I looked up. When I raised my head Marcus was standing at the end of the row. He did not say anything at first. He just looked at me sitting there on the floor with my short skirt and my books. His eyes moved

Lila's POVHis office door was half open when I got there the next day. I stopped outside and knocked softly. Marcus looked up from his laptop. His eyes moved over me slowly, from my face down to my short skirt and back up again. He closed the laptop without saying a word and stood up. The chair rolled back a little.“Come in,” he said.I stepped inside. He walked past me and shut the door. Then I heard the lock click. The sound made my stomach drop and my pussy clench at the same time.“Privacy,” he said.I stood there holding the papers, not sure what to do with my hands. He took them from me and set them on the desk without looking at them.“Did you rewrite it the way I told you?” he asked.“Yes,” I answered. My voice came out quiet. “I wrote all the dirty parts. I wrote how wet she got and how much she wanted him to touch her.”He stepped closer. “Did writing it make you wet again?”I felt my face get hot. “Yes.”“Show me.”I stared at him. “What?”“Lift your skirt and show me how

Lila's POV I sat in the front row, my notebook open and my pen ready in my hand. The other students started packing up their bags when class ended. Chairs scraped on the floor. People talked and laughed as they walked out the door. My heart was already beating faster because I knew I was going to stay. I had stayed after class before, but never like this.Professor Marcus Hale stood at the front table. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He was looking down at the short story I turned in two days ago. The pages had red marks all over them. I stood up slowly. My legs felt a little weak. I walked over to him with the papers in my hands. Every step made my stomach twist tighter.“Miss Voss,” he said. He did not look up right away. His voice was low and deep. “Sit.”I pulled the chair out next to him and sat down. The chair was too close. I could smell his cologne. He turned the manuscript so both of us could see it. Then he leaned in. His shoulder almost touched mine. His breath h