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Rough

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-08-21 19:40:19

MOON

Sleep was a joke.

His scent was everywhere, soaked into the sheets, the pillow, the air itself, wrapping around me until my skin was burning and my brain had exactly one thing on it. He came home late, slipped into the bedroom quiet, settled on his far edge of the bed. I kept my eyes shut. Every nerve in my body pulled toward him anyway, toward his warmth, his breathing, the specific weight his presence put into the air between us. A stupid, humiliating part of me wanted him to say somethi
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  • Secretly Married To Her Professor    Asshole

    MOONThree days.Three days of two words maximum and a blank stare that made me feel like furniture and a couch that had apparently become his preferred sleeping arrangement, because God forbid Cillian O'Brien acknowledge that his face had been between my thighs.I had tried Tuesday night, leaning against the kitchen doorframe while he made tea, cracking something about Odyssey hogging the entire left side of the bed and he had looked up at me, held the look for four unbearable seconds and said 'mm' and turned back to the kettle. Wednesday I had asked if he wanted coffee and gotten 'no' without eye contact. Thursday I had stood in the hallway outside that locked attic door and listened to the faint sounds of movement inside and talked myself out of knocking three separate times.He was doing it on purpose. The blankness, the distance, the careful nothing of it. Like I had imagined the whole thing. Like his hands hadn't gripped my thighs hard enough to leave dents in my skin.The wors

  • Secretly Married To Her Professor    Problematic School Life

    MOONWhat the actual fuckity fuck.I sat in my seat with my thighs pressed together and my pen digging into my sketchbook and my entire body still buzzing like someone had plugged me into a wall socket and forgotten to unplug me. The memory of his tongue against my clit had me strung so tight I could barely breathe and the cold air hitting my bare pussy every time I shifted was a ruthless, constant, mortifying reminder that my underwear was currently sitting in my professor's pocket.My professor who was standing at the front of the room right now, glasses on, shirt perfectly tucked, voice even and unhurried as he walked the class through compositional theory like he hadn't just been on his knees in front of me four minutes ago with his hands gripping my thighs like I was something he intended to keep.I kept my eyes on him.He didn't look at me once.Ugh. What the actual fuck. How could he be so unbothered?He was hard, now he looked so composed like I was imagining it.Did I imagin

  • Secretly Married To Her Professor    Panties In Pockets And Tongues

    "What do you want, Petal?" His tone was one of challenge, "Do you want it rough like he said you prefer?" Cillian sounded strange, there was a certain edge to his words that went beyond possessive, the look in his eyes razed yet it was darker than night."Tyler has never touched me. He wouldn't know what I like..." My words trailed off as heat spread through my cheeks, my stomach a flurry of butterflies and a threat of word vomit if I kept my mouth open.Cillian couldn't be... jealous, could he?"Look at me." He gripped my chin and lifted my face, I had no choice but to see and make him see just exactly what he was doing to me."Tell me what you want," he uttered those words with his lips flush against my skin, a strangled gasp clawed up my throat just as his voice sent waves of heat trickling down, making me clench...I felt just how soaked my panties were, still, it wasn't enough.What did I want?"I want...I want..." His lips pressed against my racing pulse with an open mouthed kiss

  • Secretly Married To Her Professor    Hungry. Starving.

    MOONI felt Cillian's glare on me like a physical thing, aggravating in its intensity and almost as annoying as Tyler's entitled, ugly motives."We'll continue this talk later, Dee Dee." Tyler turned around and walked away, leaving me breathing hard and trembling in the wake of his chaos. I wanted to rip him a new one but I knew better than to provoke him before I confirmed whether what he had threatened me with was actually valid.I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding and wiped the sweat from my brow.Cillian was still standing there when I turned, dressed in a simple white dress shirt tucked into black pants, looking just as good as he did yesterday. But for the first time, seeing his face brought absolutely no comfort.Tyler's words clung to me despite how badly I wanted to shake them off and forget he ever existed. I was going to have to contact Aphrodite and confirm whatever it was they did and apparently recorded together.Goddammit, Aphrodite. If something like that

  • Secretly Married To Her Professor    Rough

    MOONSleep was a joke.His scent was everywhere, soaked into the sheets, the pillow, the air itself, wrapping around me until my skin was burning and my brain had exactly one thing on it. He came home late, slipped into the bedroom quiet, settled on his far edge of the bed. I kept my eyes shut. Every nerve in my body pulled toward him anyway, toward his warmth, his breathing, the specific weight his presence put into the air between us. A stupid, humiliating part of me wanted him to say something.He didn't.When I came fully awake he was already gone. His side of the bed was cool. The bathroom smelled faintly of his body wash. I lay there for a full minute breathing it in like the idiot I was.His class had been pushed back half an hour. My stomach did something embarrassing that I shut down immediately.The cafeteria coffee tasted like it had been brewed from regret. I stood at the counter staring into my cup, betrayed, Felix appearing beside me with his own, taking one sip, pulling

  • Secretly Married To Her Professor    The New Student

    MOONWhat the fuck was he doing here? A student?! The only reason I'd never bothered after running into him was because I knew he was probably halfway across the fucking country already.A fucking transfer?Was that even allowed without the proper connections to a founder family?I glared openly at the bastard who looked at me with a smug smile, like he knew exactly what was going through my head. I didn't want him here."I'm aware you don't want to take more than one student as a mentee, I really believe Tyler here has what it takes to flourish under you, Cillian." Professor Anastasia continued without missing a beat and I gritted my teeth in annoyance.She called him Cillian. Not Mr. O'Brien. Were they close? Friends or more than friends?Professor Anastasia might have thought she was slick but she really wasn't, all her intentions were written on her face, plain as day."Hello, Dee Dee." Tyler suddenly said before Cillian could give a response, giving me a sheepish smile as he walk

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