Professor Reed’s POVThe night felt endless.I lay in Clara’s bed, heart still racing from the last round, my body covered in a thin layer of sweat. Clara was curled against me, breathing softly, her naked body warm and soft. For a moment, I allowed myself to enjoy it — the forbidden thrill of having two of my students in this room, the way they had moaned for me, the way their young, tight bodies had surrendered so completely.But the fear never left me.What the fuck am I doing? I thought, staring at the ceiling. Fucking my own students in one of their homes while her mother sleeps just downstairs… If we get caught, it’s over. My career. My reputation. Everything.I turned to Clara and whispered, “We should rest now. We need to wake up early so I can leave before your mom notices.”Clara looked up at me with those big, needy eyes. Even in the dark, I could see the hunger still burning there.“But Professor…” she whispered, her voice barely audible, “I still want more. Please… just a
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