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The door to the lecture hall closed shut, echoing like a final warning in the empty space. Professor Elias Hawthorne moved from the whiteboard, his gaze hot as it pinned me in place. No words were needed; and I could feel the air tighten around us with the building tension we'd built over months of stolen glances and loaded discussions. At twenty-one, I was his student, I was young, eager, and utterly forbidden. But that only made the ache between my thighs throb harder."Lila," he rasped, his voice filled with restraint, that was cracking at the edges, as he closed the distance. His hands framed my face, his thumbs brushing my lips before he claimed my mouth in a devouring kiss. It was feral, with our tongues clashing, and our teeth nipping on each other’s lip, his beard scraping my skin in a delicious burn. I moaned into him, my fingers clawing at his shirt, desperate to feel the heat of his chest.He pulled away just enough to make me growl, "You've driven me insane, teasing me wi

The Harrington mansion's private study felt like a pressure cooker, it had dark oak walls, the scent of leather and Chase cologne in the air. Chase had me pinned against the desk, his entitled smirk fading into raw hunger as his hand shoved under my skirt, fingers ripping my lace panties aside with a tear. The cool air hit my exposed pussy, but his touch burned, he inserted two thick fingers, plunging deep into my slick heat without mercy, curling upward to stroke that sensitive spot inside."Fuck, you're drenched," he growled, pumping slowly at first, letting me feel every ridge of his knuckles. His thumb ground against my swollen clit in tight, relentless circles, building pressure that made my thighs quake. "This tight teacher cunt's been begging for my fingers, hasn't it?"I gasped, hands gripping the desk edge, my knuckles whitening. "Chase... oh God, yes..." The taboo words from his mouth were degrading, dominant, and sent fire racing through me. He was my student, spoiled and p

The glass walls of the high-rise office reflected the glittering city lights, but inside Alexander Kane's executive suite, the world narrowed to just us. I'd started as an intern at Hawthorne & Associates three months ago, as a twenty-three, fresh-faced, and ambitious in the brutal arena of corporate law. Alexander was the apex predator, he was forty-five, divorced, with a reputation for dismantling opponents in court and boardrooms. His suits were tailored to perfection, hugging a body honed by early-morning gym sessions, and his silver-flecked hair gave him an air of unapproachable authority. Fantasies about bosses were prohibited. One whisper of impropriety, and I'd be fired, my career gone before it began.It began subtly, late-night strategy sessions where his knee brushed mine under the conference table, sending jolts through me. "Excellent analysis, Sophia," he'd murmur, his deep voice calling my name like a prayer. I'd feel his eyes on me during meetings…the way my silk blouse

"I'm surprised it took this long," Jim admitted. "I thought the cops would have dragged Todd in the next morning after he pasted that poor guy. How's the guy doing? Have you heard?""He sustained a concussion and had a nasty gash on the back of his head, but he's going to recover," Beth replied. "You failed to mention to Todd, Jerry or even Marcie that there was a witness to the incident in the parking lot. Why is that?""The only questions I was ever asked were what in hell was wrong with me and why would I sucker punch the guy," Jim answered. "I was accused and convicted by Marcie and Jerry without any preamble. I told them that Todd was a sociopath, but they're in denial.""Their lawyer thought that he'd make his case about how the witness was in the bar watching the game so he was probably drunk and unfit to testify. The video shut the lawyer up really quick.""There was a video?" Jim asked. "Who took that?""It turns out that the officer at the bar had a new car that had a dash c

"I can't believe what I'm hearing. Tim and Will caught us at a restaurant where you sat next to your lover with his hand on your breast. Will decked your boyfriend and Tim became very upset with me. Will has forgiven you, but Tim is still pissed and is talking about a divorce because I lied to protect you. Now you're telling me I should never have tried to help you keep your secret. I'm not as good a friend as Tim is.""That sounds pretty accurate, Sis. You know how Tim is, yet you risked your marriage in an attempt to help me cheat on mine. You had to know that Tim would be royally pissed when he found out. He's a fucking boy scout, for God's sake."Mandy remained silent as she considered her situation. How could she have been so stupid? In her world, there was one thing upon which she could always depend, and that was Tim's devotion to his family. Of course he'd be pissed when he found out that she lied to him. That was no surprise. He had never given her any reason to think he woul