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Story 3: The Professor’s Hot But Petite Liar 2

Autor: Julie Corner
last update Última actualización: 2026-02-04 23:48:37

Becoming His Assistant

IVY'S POV

The walk from the lecture hall to the faculty wing felt like a march to the gallows. Professor Blake took long strides and walked faster than I expected, making it harder for me to catch up to him. I followed a few paces behind, feeling impossibly small. Every time the hem of my skirt brushed my knees, I was reminded of how fragile my position was. I was a girl who had built a life out of glass bricks, and Nathan Blake was a man who specialized in shattering t
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  • LUST AND ECSTASY; SPICY EROTICA COLLECTIONS    Story 3: The Professor’s Hot But Petite Liar 4

    The Taste Of Forbidden Fruit IVY'S POV His blue eyes were no longer icy. They were possessive, nearly like he wanted to eat me up right now."Look at me while I break your focus, Ivy," he commanded.I watched him as he worked me, my vision blurring. The contrast was staggering—his expensive suit, his professional demeanor, and the way he was systematically dismantling me on his office furniture. I felt the climax building as I moved my hips, I wanted him to put it in but he didn't seem like he wanted to despite having a hard on."Please," I begged, not even knowing what I was asking for."Say it," he hissed, his fingers hitting a sensitive nerve that made my whole body jump. "Tell me who owns this moment.""You," I gasped, my fingers clawing at the maps on the desk, crinkling the expensive parchment. "You do. Nathan... please."Just as I reached the peak, as the first waves of release began to crash through my petite frame, he pulled his hand away.I slumped against the desk, my bre

  • LUST AND ECSTASY; SPICY EROTICA COLLECTIONS    Story 3: The Professor’s Hot But Petite Liar 3

    Playing With FireIVY'S POV The rain poured heavily against the tall, narrow windows of the faculty wing. It was 7:00 PM on a Tuesday. The campus was nearly empty as most lecturers and students had vacated the campus. On the other hand, I had a session… I mean, work to do with Professor Blake.I knocked on the door and I heard him mutter for me to come in.“Take a look at this, Ivy,” he beckoned to me and I walked over to his desk.I stood by the desk, my fingers trembling as I held a magnifying glass over a seventeenth-century map. My legs ached from a six-hour shift at the diner before class, and my brain felt like it was made of wet wool."You're drifting, Ivy."Nathan’s voice sliced through the silence. He was sitting in his high-backed leather chair, a glass of amber liquid—bourbon, most likely—resting near his elbow. He hadn't touched it. He had spent the last hour watching me "assist" him, which mostly involved me standing under the hot glow of his desk lamp while he critiqued

  • LUST AND ECSTASY; SPICY EROTICA COLLECTIONS    Story 3: The Professor’s Hot But Petite Liar 2

    Becoming His Assistant IVY'S POV The walk from the lecture hall to the faculty wing felt like a march to the gallows. Professor Blake took long strides and walked faster than I expected, making it harder for me to catch up to him. I followed a few paces behind, feeling impossibly small. Every time the hem of my skirt brushed my knees, I was reminded of how fragile my position was. I was a girl who had built a life out of glass bricks, and Nathan Blake was a man who specialized in shattering them.When we reached his office, he didn't hold the door open for me. He walked in, went straight to his desk, and waited. I stepped inside, the click of the door closing behind me sounding like my faith had been seal.I considered for a split second if I could bribe him with the little cash I had but he didn't look like the type to accept bribes.His office was exactly what I imagined: floor-to-ceiling bookshelves packed with leather-bound volumes, the scent of old paper and expensive cologne,

  • LUST AND ECSTASY; SPICY EROTICA COLLECTIONS    Story 3: The Professor’s Hot But Petite Liar 1

    A Simple LieIVY’S POVI snuck into class through the backdoor and luckily for me, the professor hadn't seen me.“The last thing I want is gaining unnecessary attention,” I muttered to myself as I took a seat with a friend I'd made in the department.“You're late,” she whispered to me.“Yeah, I know. Had to hurry over from a part-time job,” I explained to her briefly.“Don't push yourself too hard,” Ava sighed, knowing that she couldn't stop me even if she tried. I had gotten into university with one goal in mind; to prove that I can rise above my small-town reputation. It wasn't as easy as I thought though, not with me juggling part-time jobs but somehow, I was meeting up."Some of you," Professor Nathan’s voice rang out, a deep baritone that commanded respect, "seem to believe that history is a playground for the imaginative. You treat facts like suggestions."I squeezed my eyes shut for a heartbeat. My stomach did a slow, nauseating roll. For some reason, I felt like he was talking

  • LUST AND ECSTASY; SPICY EROTICA COLLECTIONS    Story 2: 12

    SYANE“Why does it feel like you're the only one enjoying this?” He took off my blindfold.I turned my head slightly to look at him. “You're rock hard, so h-how am I the only one enjoying this?”“Your mouth has always been your undoing. Perhaps, it needs to be busy,” he said, getting in front of me and whipping out his dick. “Suck on it like your life depends on it.”He was big, really big. If I had known sex with him would feel this good even without penetration, I'd have done this ever since. To think Mom is missing out on him is such a shame.I kissed the tip of his cock and then his balls, as he held my head up with my hair. I took it in, his dick feeling too big for a blow job. I had barely made it past the tip.“Don't disappoint me, Syane. You can do better than that,” he looked down at me with disappointment and not wanting to let him down, I tried harder but had to catch my breath.“It won't fit,” I complained. I truly was doing my best.“I'll help you this time, so open wide,

  • LUST AND ECSTASY; SPICY EROTICA COLLECTIONS    Story 2: 11

    SYANE My breath hitched as he leaned in, his body blocking out the blue glow of the monitors. I was trapped between the man I loathed and the man I’d spent the night screaming for, and for the first time in my life, I didn't want to be saved."You like to talk, Syane," Cage murmured, his voice a dark caress. "But in here, your voice belongs to me."He reached behind him, his fingers grazing the rack of items I’d snooped through just days ago. He pulled a length of soft, black silk from a hook. Before I could protest, he wrapped the fabric around my head and over my eyes."Cage—" I started, my voice trembling."Silence," he commanded.My other senses immediately sharpened. I felt his large hands slide up my calves, pushing my skirt higher until the cool air hit my skin. He stripped me completely naked and brushed his lips against mine.He unexpectedly picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. I kicked my legs in resistance.“Where are you taking me?!” I protested, my fear heighteni

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