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A Slut For My Professor (8)

“The sauce needs a little time,” he says, leading me to the sofa. He takes off both our aprons and sits down, pulling me into his lap. I settle onto him, facing him comfortably.

“I want to know you, Kristen,” he murmurs, his hands trailing slowly up and down my back.

“Well, you already know me. My mom was a chef, I study at—”

He shakes his head gently. “Not your mom. Not your school or your courses. I already know all that. I want to know you. Your dreams, your fears, the things that make you burn and the things that keep you awake at night. Walk me through your mind. Tell me what you like, what you don’t, and what you truly love.”

I pause, trying to make sense of the sudden intensity. “Can I ask you something first?”

“Of course.”

“Why do you want to know all that?”

“Because in a relationship like this, especially between a dom and a sub, communication matters. I need to know how far I can go with you. What pushes you, what excites you, and where your line
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