All Chapters of In My Professor's Arms : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

The ballroom has settled into a gentler rhythm. The wild energy from earlier has faded. Now the crowd is thinning out. Glasses clink softly. Voices murmur low and easy. The air still carries the sweet trace of wine mixed with fresh flowers. Warm golden lights bathe everything in a hazy glow. The polished wood floors gleam underfoot.I stand near the edge of the room. My fingers curl around a glass of deep red wine. The rim feels cool and smooth against my lips. I take a slow sip. The rich flavor slides down my throat. It steadies the flutter in my chest. My mind drifts back to the stage. Just Lily and me up there. Our voices had blended perfectly. The applause had crashed over us like a wave. Pride swells inside me now. It mixes with a hot spark of excitement. I imagine everything we could create together. The thought makes my skin tingle.I start moving through the remaining guests. The thick carpet cushions every step of my heels. My dress whispers against my thi

He eases back to shallow thrusts. The head of his cock taps my g-spot with every deliberate nudge. He keeps me teetering on the edge. The buildup is merciless, but he refuses to let me break just yet. He slides out completely. My pussy clenches around nothing and I whimper at the sudden emptiness. He spins me around, lifts me onto the heavy oak table, and sets me down. The wood feels cool against my bare ass. I gasp at the contrast.He spreads my legs wide. He spits onto my slick folds again. The warm saliva lands right on my swollen clit. He drags his cock over it, letting the head bump that sensitive nub until my hips jerk. I beg in a broken whisper. “Please, more.” He gives me a filthy grin and slams back inside. The stretch makes me cry out. My walls flutter around him. The table groans beneath us.I brace my weight on my elbows. My juices have already made the surface slick. He grips my thighs hard enough to bruise and buries himself to the hilt. Every slow th

Morning light poured through the window. It created a cascade of gold that bathed the entire room in warmth. The air still carried the faint, lingering scent of last night’s coffee. It also held the crisp freshness of a brand-new day. I woke with a sudden jolt. My heart thumped hard against my ribs. The anticipation of the joint project launch with Ivy surged through me like a live electrical current. My body still hummed from Victor’s touch the night before. The faint ache deep in my pussy served as a sweet echo of his thick cock owning every inch of me. He had stretched me to my absolute limits. My mind raced ahead to the stage. I thought about the words Ivy and I had woven together into a tapestry of raw emotion and bold innovation.I slid out of bed. My bare feet padded across the cool, smooth wooden floor. I grabbed a robe from the chair. The soft cotton grazed my sensitive skin as I wrapped it around my naked body. I tied the sash loosely. Then I strode purposefully toward the k

The grand hall changes the second the formal speeches end. Applause fades into a low, sexy hum. The lights drop to a warm gold. Polished wood smells rich under the swirl of wine and sugar from the dessert tables. Glasses clink. A saxophone curls lazy notes around us. People laugh in soft bursts. The stage is empty now, the microphone just a dark shadow, and the whole room feels like it’s exhaling.I stand by the bar in my emerald dress, the silk catching every flicker of light. My cheeks are still hot from the spotlight. Victor’s hand is warm in mine. He leans in, his broad shoulder brushing my arm, steady as always. I feel the heat of him through the fabric and it makes my pulse skip.Then I spot Ivy threading through the crowd. Her steps slow when she sees Ethan by the high-top table. He’s holding a whiskey, dark eyes locked on her like the room just narrowed to two people. She stops a breath away. The air between them crackles. I can almost smell her perfume dri

The evening drapes over the house like a soft, warm blanket. Roasted chicken fills the air with savory richness. Garlic and herbs blend with the faint sweetness of red wine. Candlelight flickers across the dining room. Golden glows dance on every wall and face. I stand beside the table. My fingers adjust each plate. The ceramic feels cool and smooth under my touch. My heart swells with pure triumph. The launch with Ivy went perfectly. The afterparty dance with Victor still lingers on my skin. Ivy’s excited call about Ethan replays in my mind. Every moment weaves together into a vibrant tapestry. Success and deep connection hum through my entire body. The doorbell chimes. The sharp, bright note slices through the quiet. I smooth my dress. The silk fabric brushes my thighs like a teasing caress. I open the door. Ivy and Ethan stand on the porch. Their smiles shine bright. They mirror the joy bursting inside me. Ivy steps inside first. Her dark hair falls loose around her shoulders. Th