All Chapters of SINFUL DESIRES: THE PROFESSORS I CAN'T RESIST: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

My eyes were closed, but my body felt alive in ways I couldn't control. I was in the dim light of what looked like the university's anatomy lab, a place where we cut open bodies to learn about them but tonight, it wasn't about learning. It was about Professor Wyatt Rooke and Professor Bryce Lockhart. The two men who haunted my life. Wyatt stood in front of me, tall and built like he could break someone without trying. His white coat hung open, showing the tight shirt underneath that hugged his chest. His eyes, looking dark and sharp, locked on me like I was his prey. “You've been staring at me a lot in class.” Wyatt said, his voice low and rough, stepping closer. My heart pounded but I couldn't speak and just nodded my head, my face hot.Bryce was right behind him, leaning against a steel table with that calm smile that always made my stomach twist. Bryce was smoother, with his hair neat and body lean but strong. He didn't say much at first and just watched with those green eyes of

He pulled back just enough to growl at me. “You've been teasing me with those looks, it's time to see if you can handle it.” His hands were on my waist, yanking me up against him. I felt his hardness press into my thigh, thick and insistent through his pants. My body reacted fast, my cock leaking out precum.We stumbled back toward his desk, his mouth on my neck, sucking it hard."Strip," he ordered, his voice rough. I fumbled with my shirt, pulling it off. My chest bare, with my nipples pebbling in the air. He groaned, his eyes on me as I shoved down my jeans and boxers, my cock springing free, already leaking.“Good boy,” he murmured, palming my chest, his thumb circling a nipple. I arched into his touch, a whimper escaping my mouth. His other hand slid down, gripping my cock, stroking slowly. I bucked against his hand, nodding frantically. He pumped faster, his thumb swiping the head, and I gripped his shoulders, moaning loudly.“Quiet.” he warned, but his eyes said he loved it. H

God was on my side this afternoon because Rooke’s office was empty. He wasn’t inside. I let out a sigh of relief as I hurriedly pulled my notepad from my bag, dropped it on the table with the other assignments, and dashed out the door without looking back. That went smoother than I expected. Thank goodness.By the time I got home, the sun was setting, and I was so tired. I dropped my bag by the door, kicked off my shoes, and headed to the kitchen for a quick snack, which was some leftover pizza, nothing fancy but schoolwork was waiting for me. I had a pile of assignments from other classes, readings on anatomy and ethics that I couldn't ignore anymore. So I sat at my small desk, with my laptop open, forcing myself to focus.Hours ticked by and I typed notes and highlighted texts, my eyes burning from the screen. I was very exhausted but all that kept me going was the thought of my journal waiting for me before sleep. I had another journal that was already full with my writings so I al