All Chapters of Dirty Secret: Bound By My Professor's Desire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Jiyya truly had no idea whether she had made the right decision this time. The last time they had touched each other, and it was an experience Jiyya still could not forget to this day. Yet it seemed that the situation now might bring her an experience that would be even harder for her to forget, simply because she had unconsciously and so casually said ‘yes’ to the young lecturer’s invitation instead of refusing as she should have.Jiyya felt a little nervous, but at the same time, she was also afraid. At this point, all Jiyya could do was watch nervously as the man took something out of his wallet. A small plastic packet that Jiyya seemed to recognize, even though she had never used one before. A condom. Had the man actually prepared it beforehand? Had he thought that Jiyya would say yes, and therefore kept one in his wallet just in case? Men really were dangerous creatures. Older, the same age, or even younger, they essentially seemed to have an instinct for hunting.“Just as I thou

Jiyya was still having a hard time believing that everything had actually happened between them. The fact that they had made love, and that she had spent her first experience with her lecturer, made Jiyya unable to stop questioning her own sanity. Every now and then, her thoughts kept asking whether this was really reality or merely a dream. She had not only lost her virginity, but had also lost the disbelief that the person who had taken it was the young lecturer she respected and admired. Besides that, Jiyya was beginning to realize that Bestian had truly been pushed out of her heart, at least for now. She had never imagined that making love could make the person she loved disappear from her heart in an instant.The girl held back a moan when Joan kissed her deeply, slowly moving in and out this time as though he was truly savoring the experience with Jiyya. When he was satisfied with her lips, the man then moved sensually to her neck, making Jiyya gasp, caught off guard by the lick

When Joan woke up, it took him a few moments to remember where he was. The room he was in was clearly not his. Unless it had somehow become simpler than he remembered. It was only then that he realized his legs were intertwined with someone else’s, and that was when he understood what had happened.Joan turned his head, only to see that Jiyya had apparently woken up before him. Their heads rested on the same pillow, and a gentle smile automatically appeared on Joan’s face when their eyes met like this.“Good morning, Jiyya,” Joan greeted her.Jiyya smiled back, though it was barely visible, so faint was the smile she gave him. Joan felt a burst of happiness in that very moment.“Hello,” she replied.There was a brief silence as they simply looked at each other. Joan moved his face closer, merely tracing the bridge of Jiyya’s slender nose and touching her soft cheek. She looked even more radiant when Joan saw her for the first time after waking, yet there was also something mysterious

“Aren’t you hungry? I’ll make you something to give you some energy,” Jiyya said after deciding to bring Joan back to her place. But instead, the man chose to wrap his arms around her from behind as soon as they were both fully inside.“I’d rather stay in bed,” the man murmured again. His lips were so close to her earlobe that Jiyya could feel a shiver run through her entire body.Suddenly, all the composure Jiyya had managed to build during the journey home was completely eroded and vanished. “Then you can go to bed,” she replied, wriggling free from Joan’s embrace.The man immediately made a sound of disappointment when he realized Jiyya had chosen to move away from him. But his disappointment lasted only a moment because when he looked at Jiyya’s back as she walked away from where he stood, he saw her slowly beginning to undress. Joan’s eyes immediately widened when he realized the girl was already half-naked and was now removing her bra. Her precious assets were suddenly freed fro

It was a little surprising, considering that Ms. Donna had not said anything about catching Jiyya and Joan in the car. Throughout the class, and even until it ended, Jiyya could not shake the uneasiness and fear that the woman might say something about her relationship with Sir Joan. Wasn’t it obvious that the two of them had been far too careless?Before every instruction was given, Jiyya would flinch as though the woman were about to scold her or perhaps berate and criticize her. But strangely, Ms. Donna never brought it up and continued giving her the extra class as usual, without any noticeable change. Jiyya secretly watched the female lecturer who favored her as her favorite student. Ms. Donna seemed to be in a good mood. She occasionally gave her some guidance with a smile on her face, praised her whenever Jiyya did something well, and gave criticism that was not nearly as harsh as usual. It was a shame Silvana was not joining her for this training.When the final session of the