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Wet dreams about my step-brother
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2025-01-13 21:17:47
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FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES Lusting over my professor
VANESSA’S POV The second our lips crashed together again, the air crackled like lightning.There was no slow build this time, no hesitation. Just pure hunger and insane desire.I barely remembered how I climbed onto his lap. One minute I was standing in front of him, the next I was straddling him on the couch, his hands gripping and squeezing my thighs like he owned them, like he had been waiting for this moment for too damn long.He kissed like he wanted to erase every second we, mostly him, had wasted pretending not to want each other.His tongue swept against mine, hot and possessive, his hands already under my shirt, palms dragging up my back, making me gasp into his mouth. My hips rolled without permission, pressing down into his already hard groin, and the groan he let out nearly undid me o the spot.“Vanessa…” he murmured, his voice ragged and deep, said like my name was both a curse and a sinfully prayer. "We can't do this, we need to stop this."“Shut up,” I breathed, yank
FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES Lusting over my professor
VANESSA’S POV.“I’m not gonna make it to campus for our lesson.”There was a pause on the other end of the line. “Vanessa…”“I know,” I interrupted, dramatically flopping back on my bed. “Tragic and completely unforgivable. I guess you’ll have to cancel the Nobel nomination.”Alex sighed. “We set this up last week. You bailed last time.”“I know,” I said, twirling my necklace between my fingers. “But listen… I could swing by your place instead.”Dead silence.“…You want to come to my house?”“You’re tutoring me, not planning a heist,” I replied. “Unless there's something there I’m not supposed to see?” I grinned, even though he couldn’t see me. “You hiding a secret wife or something?”“I don’t think this is a good idea.”“Come on,” I said, voice low and sweet. “We won’t do anything reckless. You’ll help me study. I’ll bring snacks. I’ll wear actual pants.”He sighed again. “You never wear pants.”“You’re already picturing it,” I said, laughing.“I’ll text you the address,” he muttered
FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES Lusting over my professor
VANESSA’S POV I didn’t “forget” to submit the assignment. Well not exactly. I planned it all along .When the deadline hit at 11:59 a.m., I was dead awake. Staring at the clock. Watching the seconds slide past like a dare.I yawned theatrically in the group chat and typed.“Ugh. Missed the deadline. I’ll hand it in myself.”My class rep replied with three question marks and a bolded “HE SAID EMAIL ONLY.”But I was already halfway to the econ department in lips stained in gloss and I dressed in sin.Professor Davis’s office sat at the end of a long hallway, old hardwood floors, heavy doors, and the soft hum of fluorescent lighting. His name was on the placard in neat serif font. A. Davis, Econ Faculty.I adjusted my top making sure my cleavage could show, knocked once, then pushed the door open before he could even say “Come in.”He was there. Of course he was.Sitting behind his desk in a crisp white shirt, glasses on, sleeves rolled up. His laptop was open, a thick book beside it, a
FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES Lusting over my professor
VANESSA'S POV I was not able to pay attention.Dead serious, i tried for like a solid thirty seconds. I really did, but then Professor Davis turned around, writing something on the board, and the way his slacks hugged his legs had my brain short-circuiting like a spark plug dipped in wine.Honestly? Economics had never been so hard. And I definitely didn't mean academically.Alex Davis, or as we all call him Professor Davis, technically, was the reason half the class showed up before the bell rang. He was tall, lean in that "runs five miles before breakfast" kind of way, with clean-cut stubble, as smokey green eyes, dark hair he never let fall out of place, and the kind of deep voice that made you forget what a derivative was.Worse? He was a young professor. Not “almost-retired with tenure” young. I mean late twenties, probably has an Instagram account but only uses it to post books and black-and-white coffee shots young.And he was wearing that navy button-down again. The one that
FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES Best friend shouldn’t know how I taste—THE END
MAYA’S POVThe second the car door shut, I knew I was in trouble.Evan walked around the hood like he was stalking prey, his eyes dark, jaw clenched tight, not saying a single word. Just looking at me like I was a challenge he was finally ready to accept. A game he was ready win.By the time we stepped inside his apartment, I wasn’t even pretending to be calm. My skin was buzzing with anticipation and excitement. My breath shallow and shaky. I’d poked the bear a little too much and now he was about to bite.He didn’t bother turning on the lights. The room glowed faintly from the streetlights outside, enough to see the look he gave me when he closed the door behind us.“You think you’re funny, huh?” he asked, voice low and deadly smooth.I backed up slowly toward the living room, my heart thudding. “Maybe.”Evan followed up deliberate, controlled, and hungry. “You think you can get me all worked up behind the wheel and just walk away?”“Technically,” I said, grinning, “you didn’t pull
FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES Best friend shouldn’t know how I taste
MAYA’S POVThe car was too quiet. Well, not really. The engine hummed, the AC blew cool air, and Evan had one hand on the steering wheel, singing along to a song playing from the radio like he wasn’t the same man who haf just wrecked me like a one-man demolition crew fifteen minutes ago.But to me? The silence was loud and basically deafening.I sat with my knees tucked up in his passenger seat, wearing his hoodie and nothing else underneath but shame and satisfaction. My clothes were still wet and I took them off in his backseat to ensure I didn't get a cold. He had to extra clothes except for a hoodie that basically swallowed me. My hair was in a complete mess. My thighs still trembled if I thought about what his dick had done to me.He reached for the aux cord and paused the song playing. “You want music? I can change it to that weird ass k-pop shit you girls like.""Hey," I pointed a finger at him. "Do not insult k-pop. You don't know good music even if it hit you in the face."
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