The Professor
Maya muttered a 'no' and he blew out a breath, he acted before she could blink, and pushed the hem of her dress up past her hips and over her ass cheeks, spreading the material further and further higher until it reached her waistline and his palms cupped her bottom.
Maya gasped. What was happening?
She looked up at him curiously, he simply grinned and she swore he looked more animalistic at the moment.
"I dislike it, foxy. Your pretty mouth should be used for something more..." He paused, seemingly searching for the right words,
"Decent." He smirked darkly and leaned forward, "Do you understand me, foxy?"
What she didn't understand was why he kept calling her 'foxy'. She had no resemblance