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His Forbidden Model: The Professor's Obsession 53
JasmineThe faculty building emptied earlier than most parts of campus, which was exactly why Davin and I had started using his office for the occasional late-night meeting instead of making the longer drive to the studio.It was still a risk, but for almost three weeks, it had been a manageable one. We waited until the school emptied, kept our voices low, and never left together.I always walked out first, while Davin remained behind for two minutes before following by a different route. It was a small, carefully rehearsed routine that neither of us had ever needed to discuss in detail. We just understood that the slightest carelessness could turn something private into a disaster.No one had seen me slipping into his office after hours, and no one had questioned why Davin occasionally stayed later than the rest of the faculty. We had repeated the same precautions so many times that they were beginning to feel reliable, and somewhere along the way, I had started believing we were get
His Forbidden Model: The Professor's Obsession 52
JasmineI gasped, my fingers clenching against the desk as he began to move. Slow at first, then faster, deeper, each thrust hitting a spot inside me that made my vision blur.The sound of skin against skin was too loud in the quiet office, but I couldn’t find it in me to care, not when it felt this good, not when he leaned over me, his chest against my back and his breath hot against my ear. “You feel so good,” he groaned. “So fucking tight.”I could only moan in response, pushing back against him, wanting more, needing more. The wood under my hands shifted with each thrust, its legs scraping against the floor, and somewhere in the back of my mind I registered the sound of a door closing down the hall.It should have made me nervous. Instead, it made everything hotter. “Faster,” I begged, my voice ragged. “Please, Davin, faster.”He obliged, driving into me with hard, deep strokes that stole my breath and left me clinging to the furniture for support. The pressure built again, sharp
His Forbidden Model: The Professor's Obsession 51
Jasmine“You wanted to see me, Professor?”I closed the office door behind me with far more composure than I actually felt, considering the message that had summoned me there forty minutes into his posted office hours.Come to my office. It’s urgent.That was all Davin had written.No explanation, no mention of coursework, nothing that would have helped me determine whether he genuinely needed to discuss something important or had simply decided that three days without seeing me constituted an emergency.Judging by the calm expression on his face when he glanced up from the stack of files on his desk, I already suspected the second option.“I did,” he said, setting down the pen in his hand. “Your last assignment requires discussion.”I remained beside the door, my fingers still wrapped around the strap of my bag. “My last assignment got a ninety-four.”“Did it?”I shrugged. “Well, you graded it.”He leaned back in his chair and regarded me with an expression of polite consideration th
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JasmineShe was already halfway down the hall.Panic rose so violently inside me that I could hear my pulse pounding in my ears. Every step she took brought her closer to that door, closer to Davin, closer to finding out the one thing I absolutely could not explain away.“There is no way I’m letting Jason come crawling back into your life after everything he did to you,” she said, her voice hardening. “Not after I watched you pick yourself back up because of him.”“It’s not Jason!” The words flew out before I could hold them.Bella slowed for half a second and glanced over her shoulder, but I was too panicked to care what I’d just implied.“I mean, Jason isn’t here. Nobody is here,” I quickly added. “Just stop, okay!”She reached my door, and my chest seized. “Bella, don’t open that door.”Her hand closed around the handle, and I rushed toward her, but she was already turning it.“Bella, stop!”The door swung open before I could reach her, and for one terrible second, I couldn’t bring
His Forbidden Model: The Professor's Obsession 49
JasmineThe sharp, insistent rapping on the door cut through the haze of lust. We both froze, our heads snapping toward the sound. For a second, neither of us moved, our bodies locked in a suspended state of disbelief.Knock. Knock. Knock.It was louder this time, more demanding.Who the hell was it?Then a voice came. “Jasmine?”My blood turned cold as I recognized the voice—it was Bella.Davin stood immediately, but I caught his wrist. “Don’t move,” I whispered, “she’s gonna hear you.”Another knock. “Jas, I know you’re home. Your light is on, open up.”I looked around the apartment, trying desperately to think of somewhere he could disappear without immediately being discovered.The living room was too open, the kitchen had nowhere useful to hide, and the bathroom was too close to the entrance. There was no chance I was going to somehow explain away finding my professor crouched behind my couch at almost midnight.I grabbed my trousers and pulled them on, nearly losing my balance i
His Forbidden Model: The Professor's Obsession 48
JasmineMy apartment suddenly felt different with Davin inside it. Smaller. More personal.Davin looked around. I crossed my arms. “What?”“Nothing.”I eyed him. “You’re absolutely judging my couch.”“Well… It’s aggressively patterned.”I huffed, feigning annoyance. “You know, I think you should leave.”He laughed. “You invited me.”“I can revoke invitations.”“Noted.”I rolled my eyes and kicked off my shoes while Davin took off his coat and folded it over the back of a chair.I walked toward the kitchen. “What can I offer you? I have wine.”His lips twitched. “Sure, I’ll have a glass of wine.”My eyes shot to him, one brow raised. “But you already had some.”“It’s just one glass of wine, Jasmine; it’s not that serious really,” he said, “plus, I’m not driving tonight.”I veered around. “Not driving tonight?”He paused, and so did I. There was suddenly a very large implication sitting inside one very small word.Davin’s mouth curved slowly. “I meant eventually.”I tsked. “Liar, you we
His Forbidden Model: The Professor's Obsession 7
JasmineI stood across the street from a renovated warehouse building in Lower Manhattan, staring at the address on my phone for what had to be the tenth time.This was it.Professor Jackson’s studio.My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag as I looked up at the building again. It was the k
His Forbidden Model: The Professor's Obsession 5
JasmineSomething about Professor Jackson had been bothering me for the entire lecture.It wasn’t just that he was attractive. That much was obvious.It was the strange sense of familiarity that kept tugging at me whenever he spoke.Every time his voice rolled through the lecture hall, something in
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Jasmine“What the fuck!?”For a second, nobody moved.The room smelled like sweat and cheap vanilla candles—the type Mia always burned when she studied. Her laptop still sat open on the desk beside the bed, highlighted notes glowing against the screen like some sick joke.Jason was sprawled across
His Forbidden Model: The Professor's Obsession 1
Jasmine“I’ve told you, Jasmine, you’re too fat for that. You look like a potato in that dress,” Mia said with a small laugh, like she was making an innocent observation instead of saying something so insulting.I looked at her through the mirror.She was lying across my bed comfortably, scrolling
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