Todos los capítulos de Unmasked Desires: My Ex's Professor Uncle Wants Me: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Dmitri“That’s all for today. Are there any other questions?”“Sir,” one o the students, surprisingly male student, lifetd their hand, “About what you said ealier n the importance of context, I was wondering…”I nodded slightly, encouraging the student to drone on. There were several more in wait, practically itching to ask and challenge each other’s opinions. Curiousity was most common amongst the first years like the group I was teacking now. Curious minds, all of tem. It was one of the reasons I enjoyed teaching. Seeing people who shared a genuine curiosity and love for the art was always a great encouragement, and it was especially encouraging in a sea of lust-fileld faces. For that reason, I dd my best t entertain each and every question withing the lecture peirond.This time, however, Ii coudt t=drn that I was less than eager to leave.I tapped on my fingers as an anchor to ease the restlessness within as I continued going through the motions of listening and answering. At

IrisI sat on the edge of his desk, legs slightly parted, the polished wood cool beneath my thighs. He was in the chair in front of me, close enough that I could feel the heat of him. “Hands on the arms of the chair,” I ordered quietly. “Don’t move them.”He obeyed at once. His fingers curled around the dark leather, knuckles pale with the effort of staying still. The sight of his obedience sent a bright, giddy rush through me—happiness and excitement tangled so tightly I almost smiled.I let my open shirt slip further off my shoulders. My hands trailed slowly over the lace of my bra, fingers dipping beneath the cups, lifting and squeezing just enough to make the soft flesh spill a little against the edges. “Do you like this?” I asked, voice low.His jaw tightened. A muscle jumped in his cheek. His eyes, already dark, went nearly black as they followed every movement of my hands. The only sound was the faint creak of the chair as he gripped it harder.I kept going, rolling my nipp

Dmitri mutual mastudbation. Voyeurism, exhibitionism, dirty talk. Dom ub dynamics. Prise and derogatory speaking. remote dominationShe must have hearde, given HOA she sivered and arched. I gripped the phone tighter but never kept my eyes off the screen, watched and mentally recorded every detail, not missing a single one.Se licked er lips slighty, before going back to normal. Leaning forward, she lated with the hem of her lace sehmise tat brushed against her lower thighs. “Shall we begin?” she didn't waste anyy time in starting the show the way she always did. I leaned back against the chair,wasttching every move she made.Through the screen, her hands rose slowly, sliding up the sheer fabric from her thighs to her hips before gliding over the flat plane of her belly. She arched a little, letting the fabric stretch and shift with the movement, taut enough to show the skin underneath.“This feels so soft against my sskin,” she murmured, as her movements slid higher, tracing just

IrisHeat rushed into my cheeks. Tere was no way to miss his innuendo Orr what e meant.. Wed done tings and temn some, buut this was the first time he was proposing this, so clearly within the school.‘Masked Muse: Youre’ playing with fire professor.’Seconds later hhis reply came. ‘DevotedDom: I burn everyy moment without you. It makes no difference to me.’Stupid freaking literature mojors and his flowery flirtation. ‘DevotedDom: I have a plan.ibve closed up my windows and sneered everything sis safe. trust me.’ Blinked in surprise at hhis assurance. i…I hadn't taught of that. It snappped to mind theen, hat even now since hisprpsal, I hhantt once considered doubting him. As I my safety was guaranteed from the start.‘Masked Muse: And under what grounds? I can't just appear in the literature department for no reason.’‘DevotedDom: On grounds of the assignment I gave you.’‘Masked muse: you mean the 15 page essay yougave everyone to write a week ago?’‘Devoteddom: yes. Ave you f

Dmitri mutual mastudbation. Voyeurism, exhibitionism, dirty talk. Dom ub dynamics. Prise and derogatory speaking. remote dominationShe must have hearde, given HOA she sivered and arched. I gripped the phone tighter but never kept my eyes off the screen, watched and mentally recorded every detail, not missing a single one.Se licked er lips slighty, before going back to normal. Leaning forward, she lated with the hem of her lace sehmise tat brushed against her lower thighs. “Shall we begin?” she didn't waste anyy time in starting the show the way she always did. I leaned back against the chair,wasttching every move she made.Through the screen, her hands rose slowly, sliding up the sheer fabric from her thighs to her hips before gliding over the flat plane of her belly. She arched a little, letting the fabric stretch and shift with the movement, taut enough to show the skin underneath.“This feels so soft against my sskin,” she murmured, as her movements slid higher, tracing just