MasukThroughout the day, Aria did nothing except lay in the bed and stare at the ceiling.Her phone was beside her, face down.Her stomach was a hollow knot.Even with the room service menus, Netflix suggestions, and the Paris skyline peeking through the curtains, none of it broke through the fog in her mind.Jason's words from the night before echoed relentlessly.Her brain wouldn’t stop processing it as she tried to weigh her options.The risk with Jason terrified her… and with Tyler back home... everything could shatter.But denying the pull in her chest felt impossible. Eventually, she gave up pretending she could handle it alone and grabbed her phone and called Sofia.She picked up on the second ring. “Hey… how did it go?”“Sofia…” Her voice cracked. “He told me he loves me last night. At the Eiffel Tower.”A pause.Then Sofia burst out laughing. “Wow! Professor Zaddy dropped the L-word? Damn!”“I don’t know what to do, Sofia,” Aria sighed. “He said his marriage is a contract that wi
Jason stared at the door long after it closed. The echo of the latch felt too loud in the quiet suite.He scrubbed a hand through his hair as reality hit him. “Fuck.”He’d actually said it.Out loud. To her. In public.This was never supposed to get here. It was supposed to just stay in the boundaries of lust and distraction.He couldn’t even pinpoint when it had changed… but all he knew was that he didn’t regret it.Fuck the risk.
“I love you.”Heat rushed to her face so fast she felt dizzy.For a long second, Aria thought she’d misheard him… then her brain caught up.WHAT?!Her eyes went huge.Her heart took off like it was trying to sprint out of her chest.Her mouth hung open, but no words came out.
The sunlight that bled in through the curtain woke Aria up.She tried to turn… and suddenly became aware of the weight around her waist, the solid chest pressed to her back, and the slow, even breaths against her hair.Jason.Instantly, last night flooded back—cuffs, blindfold, his voice in her ear, the way he’d held her after.Her whole body shivered involuntarily, causing Jason to stir.Shit.“Mhmm…” his voice rumbled right behind her ear. “You awake?”
Jason’s fingers dug into her hips, holding her still.“You like this, baby?” His voice was rough. “You like how your ass is stuffed, your clit is humming… and my cock is ready to fucking ruin you, right?”“Y..yeessss…” She choked. Her orgasm hovered just out of reach as he controlled the pace.One hand returned to her neck. “Tell me a fantasy.”“W…what?”“When you touch yourself, what do you think of?”Her face burned so hot as the vibration from the two toys ripped through her.“S…sometimes…” she started, then trailed off.“Sometimes what?”She inhaled sharply, trying to steady her voice.“Some… sometimes I think about… this,” Her lips quivered. “Being… tied. Not being able to do anything unless you let me.”His fingers flexed slightly at her throat, and he rubbed his cock over her slick pussy entrance.“Oh fuck, Jaso—”“Go on,” he cut me off.“And you… doing things,” she finished lamely.His eyes darkened. “Things like what?”Aria’s legs bucked uselessly.“Like what, kitten?” he ask
The red dress Sofia chose for Aria clung to her in all the right and wrong places.The sheer lace panels barely concealed her hardened nipples, and the hem barely skimmed the top of her thighs, exposing the swell of her ass cheeks.“This is insane,” she whispered as she looked at herself in the mirror.Her heart was racing too fast in anticipation of what was coming.“Okay,” she hyped herself. “You can do this, Aria.”Then, she grabbed her keys and slipped out.The carpeted hallway muffled her steps as she padded toward their shared room. Every door she passed made her more aware of how exposed she was.By the time she reached their door, her palms were damp.She unlocked the doors… and slipped inside.Dim red lights bathed everything in a sultry glow, casting long shadows around the corner and making everything look soft and more dangerous at the same time.She squinted her eyes, adjusting to the room… until she caught sight of Jason standing near the center.Her breath caught.He ha
One line.Aria stared at it, blinking, waiting for another to appear like some delayed curse. But it never changed to two lines“Omg!” Her knees wobbled with sudden relief. Air rushed out of her lungs in a rush that made her almost choke.“Lena!” she yelled, her voice breaking, “It’s… negative!”T
Tyler found her on one of the quieter paths between the humanities building and the student union. Aria had her hands stuffed into the pockets of her coat. Her hair scattered around her face against the wind as her thoughts swirled around the anonymous post from the night before.A certain profess
Aria’s mind spiralled on her way to the office. “Breathe, girl, it's probably nothing,” Aria whispered to herself. But what if it was? She rubbed her sweaty hands on her jeans, trying to calm her nerves. The crisp brass plate on the door read: Dean R. Hargrove, Graduate Studies. Then, she knock
Aria loved the third floor of the main library at this hour. It was late afternoon as the light came through the tall curtains, making it look like the dust motes were glowing. Downstairs, the open study tables were packed with students and their half-eaten snacks, but up here among the literature







