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TEMPTRESS
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2025-08-31 03:33:31
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PROFESSOR SIN CAUGHT
AMARA'S POV I couldn’t sleep.All night I kept rolling on my bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling the heat on my skin. Professor Black’s hand had landed again and again. The memory came back in flashes, the sound of his voice, sharp and heavy with command, the heat that spread through me, the way my body betrayed me with every strike.It was wrong. I knew it. But every time I closed my eyes, I wanted it again.I pressed a pillow to my face and groaned, half in shame, half in need. My cheeks burned hot, and my thighs pressed tight together. The voice in my head scolded me..you’re sick, you’re shameless but another voice whispered back, he made you feel alive, he made you feel wanted.I hated myself for it. And yet I wanted more.I thought of the way he looked at me when I bent over his desk. His eyes dark, full of something I couldn’t name. That look alone kept my heart racing hours later.I turned on my side, hugging my pillow, whispering into the darkness, “I want you… I want you, e
PROFESSOR SIN USE YOUR FINGERS, MY LITTLE DOVE
AMARA'S POVMy breath caught the second the words left his mouth.“On the table. Spread your legs.”His voice wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. It was sharp, deep, final.I felt my knees shake, but I moved. I climbed onto the cold surface of his desk, the wood pressing against my thighs. My fingers shook as I pulled my skirt higher, my whole body burning with shame.I parted my legs slowly, my chest heaving. My heart was beating so loud I swore it echoed in the quiet room.Professor Black leaned back in his chair, his gaze heavy, eating me alive.“Wider. Spread your legs, little dove.”The name made me shiver. My thighs trembled as I pushed them apart. I wasn’t wearing panties. The air hit me and I sucked in a sharp breath.He smirked. He had known. Of course, I asked for this.“Good girl,” he murmured. He didn’t touch me. He didn’t move closer. Instead, he stayed where he was, his hands resting in his pockets, watching me with those dark eyes that stripped me bare.I thought he was
PROFESSOR SIN MY LITTLE TEMPTRESS
PROFESSOR'S BLACK POV I told myself it would end yesterday.I told myself I would not be weak again.But all night, she was there in my head. The sound of her breath when I pressed her against my desk. The heat in her eyes when she whispered she wanted me. I hardly slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her skirt pushed up, her body begging.By morning, I was angry at myself. Angry at her. Angry at the fact that a student, a girl half my age, had gotten under my skin.I tried to bury myself in work, in lecture notes, in anything. But every word I wrote twisted back to her. I opened the drawer of my desk once, then slammed it shut instantly. Her panties were still there. A reminder. A trophy. A curse.I've always been a fucker, from the club to my office, I had tons of them whore, lining, waiting for my call but this one girl…just this one girl…“Amara…” her name sprang from my mouth. She definitely got me hooked.***************By the time the lecture started, I swore I would not
PROFESSOR SIN PERFECT PRETENCE
AMARA'S POV Her eyes roam all-over me with disdain before she masks it with her perfect smile. Always acting innocent, and that's what I hate about her.Nina.She stood with her little group of perfect friends. The moment their eyes landed on me, they went silent. Then one of them laughed, pointing right at me.“Wow, look at this! Amara actually trying to be sexy? What happened, did someone finally fuck you?”The others burst out laughing.Another girl leaned close to Nina, pretending to whisper but loud enough for me to hear. “Guess she’s just a bitch after all.”The laughter got louder, and my heart sank.“Stop it, guys,” Nina said, putting on her soft voice, the one that always fooled everyone. She even gave me a sad little look. “She’s my sister…”But her lips curled. I caught the smile she was hiding, the way her shoulders shook from holding back her own laugh.One of her friends tilted her head, eyes full of mock pity. “Who’s even going to touch her? Maybe the school cleaners.
PROFESSOR SIN PUNISHMENT
AMARA’S POVThe room was too quiet.I stood there, my hands clutching my skirt, heart thudding so loud I thought he could hear it.Professor Black didn’t say a word at first. He just sat behind his desk, his sharp eyes burning holes through me. I wanted to look away, but my body wouldn’t obey. It was like his gaze chained me in place.Then he finally spoke. His voice was low, firm, cutting straight through me.“Shut the door, Amara.”I swallowed hard and did as he said. My hands shook on the handle before I clicked it shut. The sound echoed in the silence. I turned back to him slowly, feeling my chest rise and fall in uneven breaths.“Come here,” he ordered.My legs felt weak, but they moved anyway. Step by step, I walked toward him. Every inch closer made my skin hotter. When I reached the front of his desk, he leaned back in his chair, studying me like I was prey caught in his trap.“You enjoy testing me, don’t you?” he asked. His lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile
PROFESSOR SIN TEMPTRESS
AMARA’S POVSleep didn’t come easy that night.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him, Professor Black. The sharpness of his jaw when he leaned close, the heat in his stare when he held my panties between his fingers, and then… that smirk. The smirk that cut me deeper than any words. He’d dismissed me, sent me away as though I was nothing more than a child playing at desire.I pulled my blanket tighter around me, but it didn’t shield me from the memory. Instead, it only made me ache more. My body still trembled at the thought of his voice, hoarse and low, telling me what to do. My legs squeezed shut under the covers, ashamed at how wet I had been in his office, how wet I still was thinking about it.Rejection was supposed to make you feel small. Embarrassed. Broken.And yes, I felt all of that. I couldn’t forget the humiliation of standing there half-undone, offering myself, only for him to turn away. But under that humiliation, another feeling was blooming, wild and electric.Defianc
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