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Wet Dreams ( 2 )

作者: Velvet
last update 公開日: 2026-04-07 23:33:44

PEARL POV

The room is so still I can hear the frantic, uneven thud of my own heart against my ribs. I am staring, my mouth slightly parted, while the man from my fever dreams stands there like he is made of granite. He finally shifts his gaze, those dark, almond eyes breaking away from mine to sweep over the rest of the silent sea of students. The tension in my chest does not ease; it just spreads, turning into a heavy, liquid heat that pools in my stomach.

"I am Professor Tyler," he says, his
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    PEARL"Bridget, keep your voice down oh," I whispered, pressing the phone so hard against my ear I could feel the plastic heating up. I sat on the edge of my bed, the springs groaning under me, and kept one eye on the door to make sure Grandma wasn't lingering in the hallway with her "just someone" smile."Keep my voice down? Pearl, do you know what time it is?" Bridget’s voice was a sharp, wicked spike through the receiver. I could hear the distant, muffled chime of microwave in the background, but her focus was 100% on me. "I left you just a few hours ago to go pick my mom, and I know for a fact you were the very last person on that presentation list. That was meant to be over ages ago. You’ve been MIA for hours!""I told you, the submission took longer because the others weren't there to defend their parts," I stammered, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My face was still flushed, and my hair looked like I’d been caught in a windstorm."Lie to your grandma, not to me," Bridg

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    PEARLThe weight of him finally lifted, but the air in the office stayed thick, heavy with the scent of spent adrenaline and that lingering woodsmoke tobacco. I stayed sprawled across the mahogany, my cheek pressed against the cool grain, watching the golden dust motes dance in the late afternoon sun. My body felt like liquid, every muscle humming with a satisfied ache I hadn't known in years.I heard the sharp metallic slide of a zipper.The sound was like a bucket of ice water over my head. I sat up slowly, my hair a wild, tangled mess over my shoulders. Professor Tyler was already standing by the window, his back to me as he tucked his shirt back into his slacks. The predatory hunger that had been in his eyes minutes ago was gone, replaced by a terrifying, clinical precision. He moved with a calm that made my heart sink. To him, it looked like the storm was over. For me, the wreckage was just starting to settle."You should get dressed, Pearl," he said, his voice flat, professional

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    PEARLThe second his lips crashed against mine, my brain went into a full scale riot. There was this loud, screaming protest in the back of my mind telling me to pull away, to remember my scholarship, to remember that this was my professor and I was in a faculty office with a locked door. But my body? My body was a traitor. The moment his tongue forced its way past my teeth, I felt my knees go weak, and the folder I had spent all week killing myself over just slid right out of my hands. I didn't even care. The sound of the papers hitting the floor was distant, a dull thud that signified the end of my life as a normal student. All that research, all those late nights in the library, they didn't mean anything compared to the way his hands were suddenly everywhere, claiming me.The heat coming off him was exactly like the one that had been scorching me in my dreams. It was terrifying and intoxicating at the same time. When he hoisted me onto that mahogany desk, the wood felt cold against

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    TYLERI didn't wait for her to find her voice. I reached down, my hand hooking under her thighs and hoisting her up onto the edge of the mahogany desk. The project folder slid to the floor, forgotten, as I spread her legs wide and stepped between them. The dark fabric of her top was stretched tight over her chest, her nipples peaking through the material as she gasped, her hands clutching at the edge of the desk for stability."You want to know the physical reality of the text, Pearl?" I growled, my hands going to the fly of my charcoal slacks. "This is it. This is the truth."I freed myself, my cock springing out, heavy and aching. Her eyes dropped, her pupils blowing wide until they were almost entirely black as she lustfully stared at me. She looked mesmerized, her tongue darting out to lick her lower lip. Without a word, she slid off the desk and sank to her knees on the floor.She didn't hesitate. Her small, soft hands wrapped around me, her touch making my vision swim. When s

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    TYLERI leaned back in the high-back leather chair, the woodsmoke scent of my own tobacco clinging to my skin as I stared at the clock on the office wall. 4:26 PM. The building was finally silent, the chaotic hum of thousands of students replaced by the low, rhythmic throb of the air conditioning and the distant, muffled sound of a janitor’s cart in the hall.I had planned this. Every name I read off the list this morning, every group I shuffled, had been a calculated move toward this specific moment of silence. I had watched her all week from the shadows of the faculty lounge and the back of the library stacks, a small, focused figure buried under a mountain of books. She thought she was being subtle when she lingered near my office, but I could smell her anxiety and that sweet, floral scent of her skin from a mile away.I had placed Group Four at the very bottom of that spreadsheet for one reason. I wanted the world to disappear before she walked through my door. I wanted no witness

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    PEARLThe hallways of the humanities building were thick with the restless energy of students just waiting for their weekend to start. I sat on one of the hard wooden benches, my folder clutched so tightly to my chest that the edges were starting to curl. Bridget was perched next to me, scrolling through her phone, but I couldn't focus on anything. My eyes kept darting to the printed spreadsheet taped to the notice board across the hall.That was when I noticed it. I had been so blinded by my own name earlier that I hadn't looked at the structure of the list. It wasn't alphabetical. It wasn't numerical. It was completely random. Group 29 was the first to go in at nine o'clock. Group 15 followed. Then 3. I scrolled down the list with my eyes until I hit the very bottom.Group Four: Pearl Walker. 4:30 PM.A sudden, sharp chill shot straight through me, settling deep in my pelvis with a rhythmic throb that made me shift uncomfortably on the bench. There was no way this was a coincidence.

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    PEARLThe rest of the week felt like I was drowning in paper and ink while trying to keep my head above water. Being the group leader was not just a title; it was a full time job that kept me bolted to a library chair until my back ached and my eyes burned from staring at the glow of my laptop. I s

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    PEARLThe rest of the week was a long, frustrating stretch of nothing. I found myself becoming a version of myself I didn’t particularly like, restless, distracted, and constantly scanning. Every time I walked through the humanities building, my eyes would dart toward the faculty lounge or stay glu

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    PEARLI walk through the hallways in a total daze, my feet moving on autopilot while my head is still stuck back in that lecture room. The air in the corridor feels thin, but I can still feel the weight of Professor Tyler’s gaze on my skin like a physical brand. Every person who brushes past me is

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