S*x With The Ruthless Alpha Professor
“What do you want, Adrian? I’m busy.”
Adrian’s gaze slid past him, landing on me like a predator spotting prey. His eyes raked over my flushed cheeks, my mussed hair, the faint sheen of dried slick and cum still visible on my inner thighs where the skirt had ridden up slightly. He inhaled deliberately, nostrils flaring. “Mmm. Still leaking him, are we, Miss Hale? I caught the cafeteria show earlier—Lila Voss really put on a performance. ‘Cum-dump student.’ Brutal. Effective. The video’s already making rounds in the alumni group chat. Quite the reputation you’re building for yourself… or should I say, quite the reputation Jason’s building for you.”