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Ghosted and Tempted
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In My Professor's Arms Alone in His Apartment, I Couldn’t Stop Shaking
José's apartment was a warm glow, the kind of warm that enveloped you like a blanket.I fell into his couch, the cushions was soft, worn, the scented faintly of leather and his cologne, clean and spicy.The coffee table was a neat, on it were some chips, salsa, a bowl of sliced mango, and two iced teas sweating in the heat.My tank top clung to my back,my leggings snug, my sneakers kicked off by the door next to my bag, which I’d tossed without thinking.The drive from my home had been quick, José's sedan humming, his laughter ringing out in the car, my heart still racing from that morning's invitation, his voice teasing, "Just us." And now here we were, the air thick with something unspoken, my body vibrating, Victor's cold text from the previous night a distant ache.José was leaning against the counter, his blue hoodie traded for a black t-shirt, jeans slung low, his smile easy as he fooled with a speaker.He started playing music, a low indie song, guitars strumming, the kind that
In My Professor's Arms Ghosted and Tempted
The apartment was too quiet, the kind of quiet that felt heavy. I reclined on my couch, still dressed in last night's black skirt and cream-colored top from movie night.My sneakers sat by the door, laces tied, and my bag leaned against them, spilling a water bottle. My body quivered, uncomfortable, the memory of José's arm touching mine on the quad springing up in me.His voice, low and smooth, saying, "Stay close, Lily," when that creep in the black coat snarled from the woods. My heart had spiked then, and it was spiking now, but only half due to fear. José's smile, his warmth, the way he'd stood between me and that darkness it stirred something I wasn't ready to name.I shifted, the couch creaking, my skirt around my thighs, the fabric silky but too tight, as if it were holding me together.Victor's face followed, his cold eyes, the way he'd pinned me to his desk that Friday, his lips burning. But he hadn't texted since, not a word, and the silence was a duty I couldn't escape.My
In My Professor's Arms I Shouldn't Want Him... But My Body Won’t Listen
My car engine stalled, the parking lot still, my apartment complex looming, its red brick wall dark in the hush of the evening fog.My tank stuck, soaked from the day, leggings drawn tight, my flesh alive, José's voice, I just can't help it, Lily, echoing, his eyes, unwavering, hot, blazing through me, my heart pounding, the figure's stare, dark jacket, standing in the woods, my terror an icy knot, Victor's silence, no calls, no texts, my shame, a heavy beat, burning, my truth, unbalanced.I grabbed my bag, water bottle rolling, my sneakers scraping asphalt, every step heavy, my breathing shuddering, air cold, my tank rustling, nipples rubbing against material, every move sparking, José's caress, his hand running against mine, Victor's fire, the figure's shadow, my world, in chaos, alive.I climbed the stairs, keys jingling, my legs aching from ascending, the dirt of the trail still adhering to soles.The door creaked, the jasmine pale, my apartment quiet, the shadows lying deep in co
In My Professor's Arms Temptation in a Blue Shirt: I Could Say Yes
The campus café loomed, brick walls glowing, windows burning, my sneakers soft, tank tight, leggings snug, my body humming, José's text, Sweet, see you there, echoing, his warmth.I pushed the door open, bell above it jingling, air warm, coffee rich, my eyes scanning, José's blue shirt, corner booth, his grin wide, my pulse racing, my body humming, his warmth, my fire, alive.I moved, floor creaking, my tank top flowing, nipples brushing, each step sparking, José, his eyes, steady, my world, burning, unsteady."Hey, Lily, right on time. Got you a latte, hope that's all right," José said, his voice welcoming, eager, a touch of concern in his tone as he slid the cup over.His gesture moved me, my smile wide, my heart lifting, José's kindness, his smile, pulling me in. "You're spoiling me now," I said, my voice playful, flirtatious, my fingers brushing the cup, sparks flying, my body relaxing, Victor's shadow retreating."Only way I know how," he said, his voice warm, playful, a sly smil
In My Professor's Arms One Step from Trouble
My hand grasped the car door, and I ignited it to life. I merged in, leather seats chilled, engine humming, my bag tossed, water bottle headed, my breath not steady, the quad, 9:00 a.m., José, Sophie, the hike, my spinning world, burning, uneven. I exited, streets quiet, city waking, my tank plush, nipples brushing, each turn aflame, José's warmth, his gaze, my desire growing, Victor's snarl, out of sight, my heart in halves, my truth, shifting.The dashboard was glowing, 8:35 a.m., radio muted, my drumming fingers, my mind racing, José's laugh, his worry, an hour on the phone, comfort, my vibrating body, Victor's lips, his cock, my screams, Friday's office, my guilt rising, something's wrong, my tension, a shadow, my thudding heart. Campus loomed, trees were green, buildings were gray, my heart was racing, the quad, José, his smile, Sophie's laughter, my tension mounting, my leggings rubbing, my hunger burning, my truth, blazing, alive. I drew in, lot vacant, my sneakers silent, bag
In My Professor's Arms Still Wet From Last Night
I woke up to ringing phone, bright screen, Sophie's name popped up, sunlight scattering into the room through blinds, 7:00 a.m., heated body, tangled sheets, jasmine fragrance muted, auburn hair spread, José's words, low, even, It's better with you, and everything yesterday closing through my mind.I swiped, phone against my ear, breath shaking, the apartment quiet, yesterday's blouse crumpled, jeans wrapped around my legs, my body reviving, Sophie's voice, cheerful, excited, my world tilting, alive."Hey, Lily, you awake? You coming to this hike thing at nine, or what?" Sophie inquired, voice cheerful, excited, a spark of interest burning through the morning haze.Her voice jolted me, my eyes opening, my heart racing, José's hike, his eyes, resolute, but Sophie? I sat up, sheets draped in a pool. "Sophie? Yeah, I'm awake. You're going? When?" I grumbled, my voice sleep-laden, shocked, my fingers clutched around the phone, my head on José, his warmth.She giggled, a teasing, light sou
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