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SHOW ME WHAT YOU KNOW– THE WRONG FILE

Chapter 1 The rain had stopped by the time I reached the third floor of the humanities building. My stomach was turning so hard I thought I’d puke right there on the floor.*Miss Imara. My office. Thursday. 4pm.*The email was six words long, but it detonated inside me. No subject line. No explanation. Just his name at the bottom like a verdict. Professor Dade. Cold, final, and absolutely impossible to misread.I stared at the notification on my cracked phone screen until the display went dark. Six words. Sent at 5:02 Tuesday afternoon from his official campus email...the same address he used to post syllabus changes and grade breakdowns.My thumbs were raw from picking at the skin around my nails all morning. By the time I reached Office 314, my throat felt dry.One glance at his name and my body betrayed me completely. A slow, treacherous heat bloomed low in my belly. My thighs pressed together on instinct, but it was already too late. A slick rush of wetness flooded my panties,

SHOW ME WHAT YOU KNOW – WHAT YOU KNOW

Chapter 2 I couldn’t look at his hands. I couldn’t look at the paper. I stared at a paperclip on his desk instead while my cunt stayed obscenely wet.“I can delete it,” I whispered. “I mean… you can delete it from your downloads. I’ll drop the class tomorrow. You don’t have to report me to the dean...”“Why would I report you?” I blinked, my eyes darting up to his face.He was watching me, his brow slightly furrowed. He leaned his forearms on the desk, crossing his wrists over my story.“It’s not cheating. It’s not a threat. It is, however…” He paused, his gaze dropping to my blouse, lingering for a second on the safety pin holding my collar together before moving back to my eyes. “…a massive waste of talent.”The air in the room felt instantly heavy. My heart slammed against my ribs. Between my legs, my pussy throbbed insistently.“What?” I managed.“The story is filthy,” he said flatly, his voice completely calm, like he was talking about a draft for a class project. “It’s graphic

IF SHE WALKED IN NOW…

Chapter 3I should have run. Instead I sat there, thighs clenched, aching so hard it was almost painful, while Dade’s words burned through me. Show me what you know.My body answered before my mind could catch up. My clit was swollen and begging. My inner walls clenched around nothing, desperate for the man who had just read every filthy page I’d written about him. “That’s a dangerous request,” I managed to let out.“I know exactly what I asked.” His voice stayed low and steady, but his eyes had gone black. He stood, unfolding that tall frame with deliberate control, and came around the desk until he towered over me. Close enough that I could smell the clean masculine scent of him and feel the heat rolling off his body. My nipples peaked hard. “You described page twenty-two in exquisite detail,” he said, voice roughening. “The part where she’s told to spread her legs and let him see exactly how wet she is before he touches her.” I could only nod. “Tell me,” he murmured

I’M NOT STOPPING

Chapter 4 My stomach dropped. But Dade didn’t panic.His expression shifted instantly. The raw hunger vanished behind the authoritative mask he wore so well in public. He moved with calm precision, adjusting himself, then pressed a finger to my swollen lips. His eyes locked on mine with quiet command.“Under the desk. Now” he ordered, voice low. “ Stay quiet.”Heart still hammering from the orgasm and fresh fear, I dropped to my knees on shaky legs. The space beneath his desk was cramped and dark. I crawled in, curling as small as possible just as Dade smoothed his shirt, adjusted his trousers, and opened the door with perfect composure.“Maria. Come in.”Her heels clicked across the floor. Papers rustled. Her voice was crisp, professional, with the faintest edge of curiosity. “You’ve been in here a while. Everything all right? You look a little… flushed.”“Long day,” Dade replied smoothly. “Grading submissions. Some of them require more attention than others.”I bit my lip, still

I COULDN’T STAY AWAY

Chapter 5The next morning campus felt like a minefield, every step felt like a trap. The sun was bright, but everything felt dangerous.I walked across the grass with my bag slung over one shoulder, phone in my hand like I had somewhere important to be, while my body still hummed from everything we’d done the previous night.Every step rubbed my thighs together. They were still faintly sticky no matter how long I’d stood under the shower at midnight, and again at dawn. My lips felt swollen. My throat carried the ghost of how thick he’d been, how deep he’d pushed. And between my legs… God. I was already growing wet again just from the memory.Professor Dade’s mouth buried between my thighs. His cock stretching my lips while Dr. Maria stood three feet away talking about fucking budgets. The filthy wet sounds my fingers made while I fingered myself under his desk. The way he’d come hard on my tongue and then kissed me like I was something he wanted to keep.I still couldn’t belie

I MOANED INTO THE KISS

Chapter 6ImaraNo hesitation this time. His mouth crashed down on mine...deep, claiming, almost punishing. I moaned into the kiss, shameless, hands sliding up his chest the same way I had the day before. I felt him harden instantly against my belly, thick and heavy and ready. He answered with a rough sound and rolled his hips once, grinding that growing erection into me like he needed the friction as badly as I did.I broke the kiss, breathing hard, and looked up at him. My voice came out hungrier than I meant it to. “I still can’t believe it. The way you got so hard… so fast. Just because I touched you. Just because I kissed you first.” My hand dropped between us without permission and cupped him boldly through his trousers. He throbbed under my palm, already fully hard.His eyes darkened. Something colder and more dominant settled over his face. His hand covered mine and pressed my palm harder against his cock, forcing me to feel every thick inch.“Only when it’s you, Imara,” he

THE FIRST RULE

Chapter 7The last two weeks had been perfect.Every single day followed the same secret rhythm. He sent a message or left a folded note, and I went. Never the other way around. That was the first rule. The second was silence outside his office...no texts that lingered, no lingering looks in the hallway, no conversations that could be overheard. Inside those four walls the rules flipped completely. The moment the door locked I stopped being the careful student and became the woman who wrote those forty-three pages. I let go. I got on my knees when he told me to. I spread my legs on his desk. I came on his tongue and his fingers as many times as he wanted. I took him into my mouth until my eyes watered and he groaned my name like it hurt. But he never pushed inside me. Never crossed that line of taking me completely. That final line stayed unbroken. Everything else belonged to us.I had grown used to the pattern so quickly it frightened me. My body learned the hours. By late afte

HE WAS FUCKING HER

Chapter 8Dr. Maria was bent over his desk, palms flat on the wood, skirt shoved high around her waist. A piece of cloth was pressed over her mouth.Dade stood behind her, fully clothed except for his open trousers, hips snapping forward hard and deep.He was fucking her. There was no other word for it.The one thing he had never done with me. He fucked her with a rough, almost angry rhythm, one hand locked on her hip, the other holding the cloth tight against her lips. His face looked different...harder, colder, focused in a way I had only ever seen when he was making me come. He looked like a man taking what he needed without softness.“Yes, bitch,” he growled, voice low and vicious in a way I had never heard directed at me. “Take everything I give you. Just like that.”Maria made a muffled sound and pushed back to meet his thrusts. Her eyes were half-closed in pleasure.I stood frozen in the doorway. For two weeks I had imagined this exact position...my hands on that desk, his bo

SEE ME IN MY OFFICE NOW

Chapter 9That night, I forced myself to sleep.It took a long time. Every time I closed my eyes I saw them again...Maria’s hands on the desk, the cloth over her mouth, Dade’s hips driving forward like he was angry at the world. I would jolt awake with my heart racing and the sheets damp between my legs, then stare at the ceiling until exhaustion finally pulled me under.Sunday was worse.I woke up reaching for my phone before my eyes were fully open. Nothing. No message. No missed call. I set it face-down on the nightstand and told myself I would not check again. Ten minutes later I picked it up anyway. Still nothing. I forced myself to make coffee I didn't end up drinking. I opened my thesis document and typed the same sentence three times before deleting it. Every few minutes my hand drifted back to the phone, thumb refreshing the screen even though I knew it had not vibrated.Morning turned into afternoon. Afternoon dragged into evening. The silence felt heavier with every hou

I DID NOT NEED TO THINK TWICE

Chapter 10I stared at the message for a few seconds and then locked the screen and slipped the phone back into my dress pocket because I was not going to run the moment he called. I was not his puppet and if he needed someone to pass the time with then he could go find Maria again. I turned back to Gael and pulled him in by the front of his shirt and kissed him harder than before while the phone vibrated once more against my hip yet I ignored it and kept my mouth on his. We stayed on the dance floor a long time after that and the music kept moving through us while his hands slid lower on my back and my hips rolled against him in slow deliberate circles that made him harder with every pass. I let him hold me close and I let the club lights blur around us because every minute I stayed was one more minute I did not spend walking toward Dade’s office like nothing had changed. The anger still sat under my skin mixed with the leftover hurt from the silent weekend and the image of him

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