All Chapters of SINFUL DESIRES: THE PROFESSORS I CAN'T RESIST: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Professor Wyatt’s POV (The Mystery Man) I thought putting my mark on Jonathan would change everything but I was dead wrong.Even with my name inked on his skin, it felt like he forgot every single thing we did together. All those hours I spent fucking him, edging him and making him scream my name, it was like none of it ever happened and in his head, only Bryce existed.It hurt like hell watching them together at school. Bryce was still all over him, always touching his arm, laughing too close, not giving him any space to breathe. Every time I saw them in the hallway, my blood boiled. How is that they got so much closer? One the morning I dropped Jonathan off at his dorm, I had just jerked him off hard, reminding him who he belonged to but just as I was driving away, I saw Bryce’s car pull up right in front of the building. He got out with that stupid smile on his face. The rage I felt hit me so hard that I almost crashed into the car in front of me. My hands were shaking on the

Professor Wyatt’s POVI spent days thinking about nothing else, only about the things I was going to do with Bryce. Every free moment, my mind kept going back to the same plan but none of the things I planned to do seemed easy. I didn’t realise how difficult it was going to be to even get close to Jonathan, talkless of planting things in his bag or even in his locker. It was easier for me to move around the college when everyone had gone back to their dorms but right now, because exams were fast approaching, students were lurking around, everywhere, most of them even slept on school grounds.After much thought, planting my mask and the tattoo ink in Bryce’s playroom was the only idea that felt right. It was risky because there was a very high chance of me being caught. Honestly, every plan that I thought of had a high probability of me getting caught but the plan I planned to go with was still the safest and even safer than Jonathan ever finding out I was the mystery man. If this wo

Jonathan’s POVI was completely exhausted after my classes today. My body felt heavy and my brain was fried from all the lectures and practicals I had to do. Bryce noticed how tired I looked and told me to go straight to his house after school.“Go and relax in the playroom, then wait for me,” he said with that smile I liked so much. “I’ll come help you unwind when I finish up.”I knew exactly what he meant by “help you unwind.” And honestly, I wanted it. In fact, I needed it. The whole week had been too much with classes, hospital rounds, assignments, and everything piling up. I just wanted to forget it all for a few hours and all I could think about was taking a hot bath, then lying naked on the bed waiting for Bryce to come use me. It sounded perfect in my head. The whole ride to his house, I kept imagining it. I pictured myself sinking into the big warm bathtub, letting the water ease my sore muscles. Then I would dry off, lie on the playroom bed completely naked, legs spread,

Professor Bryce’s POVI stood there holding the mask, my mind racing fast as different thoughts ran in my head while Jonathan was still on the floor looking up at me with so much pain in his eyes, waiting for me to explain what the hell was going on to him. He probably wanted to hear me tell him that all of this was a lie and there was no way I was the one behind the mask all these while. I knew that what Wyatt wanted was for me to start denying everything, shaking and trying hard to convince Jonathan that I wasn’t the mystery man. He probably thought I would panic and look weak but I wasn’t going to do that, neither was I going to also let Jonathan know that he was the mystery manA crazy idea hit me suddenly. It didn’t feel completely right, but I didn’t care. I was not going to lose Jonathan to Wyatt, not in this way. I wasn’t going to let him think that he could have the upper hand in this relationship that we have with Jonathan. I was going to take control of the situation my o

Professor Bryce’s POVI kept holding Jonathan tight, rubbing his back slowly as he calmed down in my arms. His face was still wet with tears but at least, he stopped crying already. I wiped his face gently with my thumb and looked into his red eyes. I felt so bad that I lied and deceived him but i’d do it all over again if it meant that I would keep him to myself. I leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. Just a light press at first, gentle and slow. He didn’t pull away. His lips were warm and a little salty from crying. I kissed him again, a bit longer this time, letting my mouth move softly against his.Jonathan let out a small breath and kissed me back which was all that I needed.I kissed him deeper, still gentle but with more hunger. My hand moved to the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Our lips pressed harder and the kiss started getting faster. I sucked on his bottom lip, then pushed my tongue into his mouth. He moaned softly and opened up for me. Our tongues met and