EVANGELINE“I’ve told you, Professor,” I replied, looking up at him from under my lashes. It’s a look I’ve mastered well. Using every unfair advantage to my advantage.The effect is clear. Professor Arthur swallowed. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and for one sinful second, I wanted to kiss it. Trace it with my tongue, feel the warmth of his skin under my lips. I raised my hand, and for a second I hesitated touching his chest. Before I could touch him, he seized my hands and pinned them above my head in one swoop. His grip tightened, to the point where pain shot through my wrists and I whined softly. “Professor…”“Fuck,” he hissed under his breath. That confirmed it. He was affected. “Do you know what you’re asking for, Miss Bramwell?”“I’m not a child, Professor. I know—““You don’t.” He cut me off, his voice stern. “Look at you. It’s clear all over your face, you have no fucking idea of the world. Tell me, do you know what it’s like to be touched?”“Yes,” I gasped breathlessly. “L
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