5: In my professor’s office

CHAPTER FIVE

~DAPHNE~

“Take note class. The names called would be your partner for the month. In the next class, I will be sharing your assignment involving you and your partners and it will take up twenty percent of your grade. Class dismissed!”

With that, Professor Fox walked out of the class.

“I can’t believe you got the almighty Laken Oakwood as your project partner,” Kennedy nudged me in excitement.

“And what’s so special about him?”

“Are you kidding me? He is the heir to Alpha Jerome’s empire and throne. Plus, he’s hot!”

“Wait, Alpha Jerome as in the Alpha that has one of the best and most powerful packs in the world?” My mouth flung open at the astonishing reveal.

“Exactly. Alpha Jerome is his father and that means he’s next in line to his empire. Every woman in this academy and beyond wants him,”

“Not me though,” I shrugged. “I don’t think he’s special.

“You don’t have to pretend to dislike me,” I heard a familiar voice behind me.

Kennedy and I froze in our seats as we slowly turned around. My eyes met with the sexy brown eyes of Laken as he stood, hands in his pockets with a tight jaw.

I cleared my throat and stood up with folded arms, trying to assert how confident I am.

“And who says I dislike you?”

“Don’t worry,” a smirk formed on his lips. “You’re hot and you’ve got nice boobs and hot legs,”

His eyes roamed my body and I frowned, suddenly feeling naked in front of him.

“You don’t have to try too hard, cupcake. That’s for the ugly girls. Anyway, call me after we get the details of the assignment so you can know when my schedule is free. My number is on the group chat”

“Excuse me?” I blinked in, still in disbelief at his audacity.

“I get busy a lot. So you have to know when I'm free so we can work on our assignment,”

I scoffed. “And why am I the one to call you?”

“Is that even a question?” He frowned and walked out of my presence. I watched him leave, shaking my head in irritation. Laken is so proud—it’s unbelievable.

“I can’t believe he heard us,” Kennedy’s cheeks were still red with embarrassment,”

“I’m glad he did. How can someone be so pompous? Anyway, I have to meet with Professor Fox. I’ll talk to you later,” I waved her off and left the classroom.

Kennedy had shown me around the previous day so I had no problem finding Professor Fox’s office. Plus his tag was boldly crested on top of his door, just like the other lecturers.

I took a deep breath as I stood in front of the door, suddenly feeling nervous. Professor Fox is hot—dangerously hot. He makes me feel a sort of wetness down there.

I finally knocked on the door.

“Come in,” I heard his voice at the other end of the door.

I pushed the door open and poked my head in and could see Phoebe was already seated opposite Professor Fox whose jaw was clenched tightly.

“You’re late!”

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize the meeting was supposed to be immediately,”

“Come in,” he gestured towards the seat opposite Phoebe.

I nodded and walked in, shutting the door silently behind me. My eyes briefly glanced at his office. It was dark and sleek—the whole ambiance screamed a dark sexy professor’s vibe. It looked like the president’s office and I could only wonder how majestic the vice chancellor’s office would be.

I took my seat beside Phoebe and glanced at her, flashing her a warm smile. She returned the smile and we both turned to face Professor Fox.

“Moving forward, if you come late, there will be consequences. Do you understand, Miss Gatlin?"

The way his deep voice vibrated in my ears made me want to melt in my seat. And his strictness—it turned me on even more. I didn’t realize I was starting to bite my lips till I heard his voice,”

“Do you understand, Miss Gatlin?” He asked again, his expression hard.

“Y-Yes. Of course!” I snapped out of my reverie.

“Good,” he turned to Phoebe. “You will be taking extra lessons along with Miss Gatlin because you have missed a semester and you need to catch up. I’ll draft an email and send you the schedule. That would be all, Miss Brooks.,”

“Please, just call me Phoebe,”

“Alright then,” Professor Fox nodded.

I could hear Phoebe’s fading footsteps, followed by the sound of the doorjamming behind her. Professor Fox’s eyes trailed from the door and rested on me.

I sat up in my seat, his piercing gaze making me feel some heat down there. Why is he staring at me like that? Why is he doing things to me?”

“I could see you bite your lip earlier, Miss Gaitlin. What was that all about?”

I froze. He noticed that? Shit!

I bit my lips, suddenly feeling anxious and embarrassed.

“You can’t keep biting your lips like that,”

“Why?”

“Because it’s doing things to me, Miss Gatlin," he paused to look at me, his jaw tight. The tension in the room could slice a rock.

Is he trying to say he is attracted to me? Is Professor Fox flirting with me?

“S-Sir?”

He got up, eyes fixed on me as he circled around the table. He paused behind me and leaned forward—just enough for me to feel the warmth of his breath on my neck.

“I can smell your heat. You want this as much as I do,” he whispered in my ear.

I froze in my seat. What is this ache I feel down there? This is my professor! I shouldn’t be feeling this way! I literally just got here—yet I was so drawn to him. I didn’t understand it.

“Oh my goodness!” I whispered, startled as he turned my chair around to face him. My eyes locked with his, my breath hitched like I had just run a marathon. His pink lips—I wanted to go insane. I wanted to feel them on top of me, nibbling at all the sensitive spots while my hands dig the raw flesh of his back in ecstasy.

“I’ve waited for this moment my whole life,” he leaned closer to me, his mouth only a few inches away from me. His breath smelled like mint mixed with intoxicating wine—driving me crazy.

“W-What?”

“I want to fill you up—watching the pure desire in your eyes as I take you to the moon and back,”

“Professor Fox—“ I whispered, my eyes twinkling with desire, my core tight as my wetness trickled down my legs.

He suddenly stood upright, hands in his pockets.

“Shut the door, Miss Gaitlin,”