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My Professor's Obsession PURE ENGLISH VERSION Written by: AdicQueen09 Genre: Romance/ Adult Fiction 18+ This book is a work of fiction , Names and Characters , Some places and incidents are products of the author's imagination and are used factitiously , Any resemblance to actual events , places or persons , living or dead is entirely coincidence. WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURED CONTENTS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship.

It's finally here! Finding Us, formerly known as ‘Crazy About Boys | Finding The One’ when it was originally written on Wattpad, is a New Adult Fiction novel, which is a subgenre of Romance. Since there isn't a New Adult Fiction tag, I'm forced to use the Romance tag. However, there isn't much of a difference, except the aforementioned explains the book better.

We discussed the forthcoming battle as he took looks at Sally and even Sophie when she returned. I had Sophie open up my hands while Mickie gathered his sack and with a last look at both the young ladies, let us know great evening and headed home. I don't know how I had the energy for what occurred next yet the shower, the storage space seat, the recently cleaned sauna, and a towel on the floor became areas for our fuck fest. First I took Sally, and afterward Sophie, before essentially going to and fro between them for one more near 60 minutes. I understood I probably won't make due until battle night. ~End~ Author’s Note: Next Story "The Highschool"

WARNING: This is NOT a traditional romance. It contains disturbing subject matter, including kidnapping, Dom/Sub, Bd.sm, dubious, sensitive content and non-con, as well as graphic sexual content. If you have even slightly sensitivity regarding Dark Heroes who like to Hurt Heroines, please do not read it. It also includes voyeurism and humiliation. You have been warned. This is a work of fiction intended for a mature, 18+ audience only. The author neither endorses nor condones such behaviour in real life.

Disclaimer This work of fiction contains explicit sexual themes, mature language, and adult situations intended for readers aged 18 and above. All characters depicted are consenting adults, and the events portrayed are entirely fictional. This story includes sensitive subject matter involving religious settings and authority figures, which may be considered provocative or offensive by some readers. It is not intended to reflect or represent real individuals, institutions, or beliefs, but rather to explore fictional scenarios for entertainment purposes only. Reader discretion is strongly advised. •••

I managed to say in between my harsh panting before I completely lost myself. --To be continued… Please support my other works: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18+ Forbidden heat 18+

"But I will be next month. It's near, so I guess I'm already eighteen." "Next month?" Brother furrowed his brows. "You are still young, despite that. It's too far." "But you are eighteen! And you have more than your fair share of girlfriends. Why shouldn't I have mine?" "I'm almost nineteen." "But you were dating before you became eighteen!" "That's different. You are my baby boy. I won't allow you to date those girls. They are not worthy of you." "And what of you?" I stupidly said my thoughts out loud.

I adore you more than words can say 18+ only, please 🔥 This story is intended for mature readers and will contain adult themes. With all my love, Your slightly sassy, very grateful author 💋💖

It was fresh and invigorating, and it felt like the winds of change were blowing, as though bigger and better things were only a gust away. I was just another 18-year-old in twelfth grade. Unsurprisingly, that also meant I had teenage hormones that raged constantly, and I was always giving in to them. Aside from any pictures or videos I could have found on the internet, there were scores of pretty girls I found quite appealing at school. The combination of the two caused me to fabricate an endless array of fantasies in my head.

I moaned softly, hole twitching around his cock, already craving whatever he gave me next. The fan in the hall stayed dead. But the fire between us was just getting started.