Karyna’s POV
I woke up with a moan on my lips, and I whimpered in my bed as an overwhelming ecstasy washed over me.My legs trembled slightly, and I touched my pussy, realizing I just had another wet dream about that sexy stranger from two nights ago.I've been unable to have a good rest after having a one-night stand with a stranger from a club I went to with Sophia. The sex was such an out-of-body experience. It was mind-blowing.I've been masturbating to the toe-curling flashbacks and waking up wet from dreaming about him fucking me relentlessly with his huge cock.He was meant to be one time fuck, but never have I had such memorable sexual intercourse before, and he left me craving for more.His dark, curly hair, his intense green eyes, flaunted by his long, dark lashes, his Roman nose, his pink lips, surrounded by stubble…no woman would forget a man like him so easily.He had such a confident and animalistic aura around that made him so confident. He screamed of wealth, but he didn't flaunt it in my face. He was the epitome of sin, and he knew it. And God, he also knew exactly what to do with my body to make me cum repeatedly.“Fuck,” I groaned, forcing myself to get out of bed.I tried to get rid of more sensual thoughts about a man I may never get to see again in my life, but my traitorous body wouldn't agree with me.Lazily walking into the bathroom with my toiletries in hand, I dropped them on the bathroom counter and picked up a few of my clothes from my luggage as well.I stripped off my Hello Kitty pajamas and dumped them in the laundry pile. I added some scented oils to the water before stepping into the minimal bathtub.I wished I was back in my Dad’s mansion, where I could be at ease and in comfort, but I couldn’t, because of my selfish parents.They were the reason why I ran to a club to relieve my stress. They were the reason why I woke up thoroughly fucked and sore two days ago.Why would anyone force marriage on their 21-year-old daughter?“Karyna! You have to do it for the sake of our family. Or get out of my house!”I shook my head, trying to erase my father’s last dreadful words to me before kicking me out of his house.I felt so disgusted by his actions that it still made my blood boil. Thankfully, I had enough money to take care of myself for now; enough to get an apartment and get by through my junior year in NYU.“Ah,” I sighed, sinking deeper into the rose-scented water. I took in deep breaths whilst doing so.I wasn’t going to let anyone ruin my happiness.When I got out of the tub, I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled as I admired my beauty. I was one of the most gorgeous-looking people ever. You know the type that could be rocking Vogue’s front cover, but Papa Bear will never agree.My waist-length brunette hair was always pretty and well cared for, and my baby blue eyes were one of my best features.Drying myself up, I applied Chanel Coco Mademoiselle velvet Body oil all over my body, and Etude House Moistfull Collagen on my face.Then, I slipped into my black, velvet long-sleeved top and my white pleated skirt that stopped a few inches above my knees. I paired it with my black Doc Martens.Finally, I tied my hair up in a ponytail, holding it all up. Looking into my reflection in the mirror, I hummed in satisfaction.My body buzzed a little bit in excitement. After all, it was another session, and I got to meet new people!I love meeting new friends, and I was looking forward to new experiences; the hot men, and parties I would definitely attend.As soon as I got out and locked my apartment door, I fetched my phone from my bag and called Sophia’s number and thankfully, she picked up rather quickly.“Hey,” she chirped in her high-pitched British tone.“Are you ready?” I asked, stepping into the elevator.“Yeah, I’m about to drive to your place—” she was saying, but I quickly interrupted her.“No! I mean, I’m not at home, I’m at a hotel,” I amended.I couldn’t possibly explain to her what transpired between my parents and me that got me kicked out of my 12-foot mansion. I had a reputation to maintain.“Why? You know what, I don’t even want to know. Send me your location, I’m driving over,”I hung up and immediately shared my location with her, sitting on one of the couches out in the front lounge of the shared apartment suite.Sophia Hoff was my long-time bestie and we were extremely close. Closer than those I would consider my friends anyway.We’ve known each other for 5 years, she transferred to my high school, and we became friends when I poured my drink in the face of the boy who made a racial slur at her.Her parents pulled some strings so that we would go to New York University together as well.Ten minutes passed, when I saw Sophia’s sleek black Camaro drive by, stopping right in front of the building.I stood up, grabbing my stuff and exiting without a serving glance. As soon as I hopped into her car, she began to give me the details of what I missed yesterday.Moving into a new apartment was so stressful, and I was too exhausted to consider going to school on the first day.“You missed out on the best thing ever!” She gushed, zooming through the highway effortlessly.I looked at her with a small smile curling on my lips. She hadn’t seen me in weeks, yet she was acting like we had been communicating all day. Not that I was complaining though.“What is it?” I rolled my eyes.“We have a new poetry professor and he is so freaking hot!” She squealed.I raised a brow, highly amused. “That’s what you’re so excited about? A professor?” I asked her, crossing my arms in disappointment.“Uh, of course? Why not? I just said he's freaking hot.”“Can’t be that hot..” I grumbled, but she ignored me and continued rambling off.“…Anyway, we have Poetry and I get to see his fine ass again, so bonus!” She gushed.“Trust me, Karyna. You’ll speak differently when you see him. I’m not even into older guys like that, I mean, he’s like in his mid-thirties, but goddamn, he’s a fantasy!”“I would like to take your word for it, but since we have his class, I guess I’ll have to see for myself,” I scoffed, unable to believe her.She tends to exaggerate men a lot sometimes, so it was a safe bet.“And I’ll be there to say, “I told you so”,” she rolled her eyes, pulling into one of the exclusive parking spaces on the campus as soon as we got there.“Yeah, yeah. I’ll see you soon,” I grinned, stepping out of her car.I watched her do the same, slightly admiring how her pink dress worked perfectly on her dark complexion.“Bye,” she waved happily at me.Sophia and I had separate classes except for a couple, like the last class we had for the day, Poetry.It was a very busy day on campus today, and I felt extremely tired. You couldn't blame me, it's just 12 pm and I'm under a burden of homework already. Yet, I wanted to see what the commotion was about this new poetry professor.I heard some girls talking about him in my first class and it piqued my attention.“Oh my God, Karyna. You are absolutely going to die when you see him,” Sophia found me the moment I thought of her. and grabbed my arm, practically bouncing up and down.She pulled me into the hall where we were having Poetry. We managed to get a seat in the middle row after a lot of jostling and pushing, which irritated me.“What was so special about this professor?” I grunted, my lips raised in annoyance.I had noticed the startling amount of students who turned up for his class. Some of them aren't even in my year, I'm certain of that fact.I could even feel the excitement in the air as well, and that irritated me. The adrenaline rush was too much just for a professor, it was like we were in a concert.Could he be as impressive as Sophia said he was?We finally sat down together, and then the man of the hour walked in, silencing the whole hall with his imposing, somber presence.As soon as I saw him, my jaw dropped open and my breath caught in my throat.It was the stranger of that night!The one who completely rocked my world!The hot stranger that I couldn't stop having wet dreams about!How the hell did he become my professor?!Only this time, he looked quite different from how I met him in the club. His dark hair was slicked back and he had on thick-rimmed glasses as well, making him look professional and sexy as hell.But those green eyes…I could never mistake those sultry green irises that held so much passion in them as he bent my legs.Sophia noticed my silence and jabbed my shoulder. “I told you he is freaking hot!” She teased me playfully.****I swore that I didn’t hear a word that the new professor said in class today. My attention was on him throughout but all I caught from him was his name. Professor Henri.His name sounded so good on my tongue, making me regret not sharing names when we met in the club. But then, I realized he may have given me a fake name.Henri sounds so hot to moan to, and I could already imagine myself paying him for evening classes.As soon as he dismissed the class, I shot up from my seat,“Karyna, where are you going?” Sophia shouted after me, but I ignored herI quickly trailed Professor Henri to his office, making sure I didn't seem like a horny perverted girl.I hovered over at the door for a few seconds before gently knocking on his office door.“Come in,” Professor Henri responded, and I felt a tremor shot down my pussy.I shut the door behind me, arranging a sensual smile on my face as I turned to face the man who haunted my dreams. Professor Henri sat behind his desk, arching an eyebrow in my direction as he peered through his thick-rimmed glasses. I could feel his green pupils intensify as I met his glare. “Yes? Is there something you want, miss?” His voice was sharp and demanding, sending thrills to my nipples. God, why was he so sexy?“Actually, someone. I want you.” I muttered seductively. “What?” Professor Henri stared at me dumbfounded.“Don’t play dumb with me, Professor,” I drawled, walking towards him like a predator locked on her prey. “We are alone. You can do whatever you want to me.”“I assure you, miss, that you’re not thinking straight,” he said to me frankly, leaning forward with his fingers crossed on the desk.“Is it my fault that I can't think straight? You made it hard for me to sleep.” I whispered, whimpering softly as my mind replayed the fullness I felt when his cock was b
“Henri, I believe that woman just fainted,” I called out hurriedly to my brother, pointing at the fallen figure before us.“So what? Leave her and let's go before anyone assumes we do something to her.”“Are you being serious right now? It's fucking cold. Let's get her inside.”“What? Inside where? My apartment? No fucking way.” Henri exclaimed, but when he saw I was serious, he came to my side. He stumbled back, his expression filled with shock. “Oh god, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me,”“What?” I asked, only realizing she was the same girl I had a one-night stand with. “I’ll call security, let them take care of her instead,” Henri replied, with a hard frown set on his face.“Why?” I asked again, confused about why he was being cold all of a sudden. “Let’s leave her here, Julian.” he insisted firmly. “I know she's gorgeous but stop thinking with your dick for one goddamned moment,”“Not until you tell me why,” I pressed more intently now. There was something he wasn’t telling
Karyna’s POV “Let’s play some naughty game with her,” I had already woken up when I heard these words from one of them.It took me everything not to squirm or act like those words didn’t affect me, but somehow, I managed to lie still and keep my breathing even.The voices, almost similar, rang in my head, but I didn't open my eyes or act like I was awake until I heard the other one suggest a kiss. I was a bit startled by the sudden suggestion, though I made sure that I didn’t physically react to it. It was an acquired skill I was grateful for.‘He’s not going to do it, right? He’s just joking, I’m sure,’ I tried to convince myself, hoping it turned out to be that way as well.But, to my surprise, I heard footsteps approaching me, stopping right in front of the couch I was lying on.And then…I felt his hot breath on me, and I instantly reacted, swinging my arm and smacking him blindly across the face.I heard a surprised yelp from him as I opened my eyes, gradually adjusting to the r
Henri’s POV“W-what do you say, Professor? Will you fuck your student?” She moaned, managing to seductive grin. My mouth parted open slightly as I stared at her. Then I contemplated for a moment, weighing the pros and cons as my eyes darted between her wet exposed pussy and her gorgeous, lust-filled face. Julian’s half-closed eyes of bliss as he fingered her and sucked on her nipple made me want to give in because I wished to have my way with her as well.But I couldn’t. “No,” I turned her down, my gaze growing cold.She looked extremely startled by my rejection, but Julian continued his acts fucking her, like he couldn’t care less about my response, causing her to quiver like a leaf on a windy day.“You’re my student, and it’s already inappropriate to see you in this manner. I will leave you two to your… intimacy,” I muttered, briefly looking at her before turning around.When I got out of the apartment, I took a deep breath, swallowing deeply.“That really took everything out of m
Julian’s POV “Ha, such a prudish jerk,” I heard the girl mumble under her breath after my brother’s sudden leave.A slight chuckle escaped my lips at that. It was very rare for me to hear someone say something bad about Henri without any ounce of fear or remorse, especially from a human.How amusing.“I-It’s just s-sex anyway, who does he think he is?” she managed to say, crying out when I slipped another finger inside her.My lips quirked up at that. She’s right. It’s just sex, after all, nothing to it. That was also one of the things that drew me to her. She had her priorities screwed on straight and it was awfully sexy to me.There’s just something about her that I can’t place my finger on, something so attractive, and enticing about her that got me aroused in an unnatural way. Still, as much as she affected me like no other, I knew I couldn't trust her. Not like she was a threat to me or anything, It’s impossible to trust anyone at the moment. She’s a good fuck and that’s all
Karyna’s POV I sat still for a while, staring into the empty space where Julian was standing not quite long ago in utter confusion.What happened?I couldn’t quite process why he suddenly left. All I knew was that he probably had an emergency. It stung a little, for some reason.“Should I wait for him to come back, so that I can ask him what his emergency was?” I muttered under my breath but quickly shook my head. No. We aren’t that close enough for me to be meddling in his business.But should I still be here? I mean, I don’t have the keys to lock the apartment up, so wouldn’t it be safer for me to stay just in case?“No, Karyna,” I scolded myself knowing fully well I'm just making excuses to hang around him.They were the ones who brought me in here, and they were the ones who left so abruptly. I don’t have to take responsibility for leaving, or anything. Besides, I was their next door neighbor, it would also be very awkward for them to still meet me in their apartment.I quic
Attempting to open the door, I discovered it was locked. I raised my fist, knocking heavily, anticipating a response. After several minutes of knocking without any answer, a frown crept onto my face.“Julian! Henri! If any of you are in there, it’s not funny! Open up and stop acting like assholes!”I knocked and knocked until my knuckles were red and sore. Still, there was no response. Just pure, utter silence.“Fuck,” I gritted my teeth, filled with a sudden wave of annoyance. This is a waste of my time, goddamnit. “What am I going to do now?” I felt so irritated and sexually frustrated, it was maddening. I should have asked for his number last night before he left, then I wouldn’t be in this mess.I sighed, having no choice but to go back to my apartment and sort things out myself. I laid down on my bed and spread my legs, hoping to find some release, but it wasn’t enough. I felt ruined and insatiable, like a kitten that just tasted catnips for the first time. I craved his tou
Julian POV "So, are you following up on the plan?" Henri asked, crossing his arms over his chest.With a sigh, I straightened my tie while glancing at my reflection in the mirror. “Yes, Henri. I've got it covered, as discussed."“Excuse my caution, but I do want this plan to proceed smoothly,” he retorted with a hint of sarcasm.I ignored him, turning around to face him finally. “Well? How do I look?” He scrutinized me with a blank stare, before walking up towards me to fix my hair. “I always have a strand of hair falling over my face,” attempting to fix my hair.“They’ll just have to think that you switched up your hair,” I swatted his hands away.“Remember, go straight to my office. It’s right down the hall of the departmental block, the last door on the right. After about an hour, you’ll proceed and break the news to the department head. He should be in the office by then. His office is one floor directly above mine. Act natural and ensure he doesn't suspect that you're not me, “