Mated To My Hot Alpha Professor
He looked good, too good, and that made everything worse.
I couldn't look at his face properly. The embarrassment was overwhelming, crushing. I had kissed my professor, not just kissed him, I had initiated it. I had pulled him down to me, threaded my fingers through his hair, moaned into his mouth.
Fuck you, Kaira. Fuck you and your stupid impulses.
"Any problem?" Professor Zane asked, his voice rough. He was still catching his breath, still standing between my legs, his hands resting on either side of me on the desk.
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