NovelEnglishChapter 192: My Body Still Wants You
Chapter 192: My Body Still Wants You Angelia
The second Marshall walked in, my pulse skyrocketed, and my body instantly warmed to the sight of him. He was
wearing a brown suit, fitted to his swimmer's physique. His hair was swept carelessly to the side, and that laid-
back hairstyle combined with the professional attire made my mouth dry,
Already, my mind began spinning tales of what would have happened if he were still my dominant. | envisioned
that | had left my panties at hbecause he had commandedto do it. My clit would be painfully pressed on
the denim seam of my jeans, and he would have known how | ached all through his class. Each glance he
chanced as he looked my way would be a warning forto behave, for just a little bit longer, for the lecture to
end and until we were alone. | fantasized about his desk the most, and the blackboard often. | saw myself bent
over his desk as he rammed intofrom behind. | pictured us against the blackboard, him fuckingwith my
back pressed against the writing surface, my shirt rubbing against the chalk written letters about today's lecture.
My skin burned at the thought of the indecency we could have done here. | rubbed my thighs together, trying to
relieve my throbbing clit. | had never realized how much the thought of fucking in public would turnon, to
know that someone could walk in at any tand discover us. To see my professor fucking his students, and |
would call him professor while we did it. And | will be a dirty, dirty student who gets off on it. A nudge from
Godwin broughtout of my daydreaming, only to find everyone looking at me. My cheeks heated under their
collective gaze. Gosh, | hoped they couldn't see what | had been thinking. Did | look hot and bothered? I felt hot
and bothered.
Was there a tell for someone who was hot and bothered? Was | showing that tell?
"Angelia, | asked you a question. Are you even paying attention?" Marshall asked sternly.
If I hadn't known him, | wouldn't have been able to see the smirk he was trying to suppress, or the heat in his
eyes. | didn't think anyone else caught it. My eyes narrowed slightly, that man damn well knew | hadn't been
paying attention, and he was now callingout in my wandering mind. "Sorry, what did you ask?"
I had hoped my voice would be steady, but | failed miserably to hide my embarrassment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What are the major ethical problems that businesses face?"
| took a moment to think, my mind sorting through what | had read about the matter. | seriously hate talking in
class. "Discrimination and harassment?" It was supposed to be an answer, but it ended more like a question. He
nodded.
"Correct," his eyes went from mine to the student in its entirety as he continued his lecture.
After he calledout, | forced myself to be in the present. | took notes, and while | refused to be an active part
of the discussions, | listened. By the twe finished for the day, my body had cooled down But it didn't take
more than a few words from him for it to change. "Ms. Hartwell, do you have a moment? | would like to speak to
you."
"Sure, letget my stuff." | said, the envious looks of other girls burnedas | started collecting everything in
my bag. | ignored them, but a part ofcouldn't help but feel just a little bit smug.
Trying to grab out the time, putting my things away unhurriedly, waiting for the room to empty. Only when there
was only us left did I finally make my way over to him.
"What's up?" | tried to seem nonchalant, but if the slight twitch of his mouth was any sign, then it didn't work.
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"I can't help but notice that you seem quite distracted in my class. Am boring you, Ms. Hartwell?" The glint in his
eyes made me
swallow.
"N..no, you are not boring me, professor Blake." | replied, feeling flushed.
All of a sudden, every fantasy, every scena| had dreamed up bombarded me, but especially one, discipline. |
had thought about it, more than | had thought about other things as | sat through his lectures. How he would pull
from my mistakes. My pussy clenched, and | had to stifle a moan that wanted to
escape.
"Then tell me, Ms. Hartwell. Why do you have such trouble focusing?" He took a step closer to me, | should have
tal a step back. | know | should, but my body was too desperate for his closeness. It had been too long, and |
craved it more than | could put into words. "I think you know, professor." | mumbled. | hadn't meant to make my
voice sound husky, but it did anyway.
His thumb brushed his lower lip as his eyes tookin, the heat in them was unmistakable now. He took another
step closer, bringing us almost but not quite up against each other. If | were to take a deep breath, my breasts
would surely brush against his chest. This, us standing this close together, wasn't appropriate. If anyone were to
walk in on us, they would know that our relationship wasn't strictly student and professor. They would know
there was something more between us.
"I think | do, but spell it foranyway. So there will be no misunderstanding between us." He said, his tone
dripping with scorching lust.
"Why is it that when | watch you in class, your eyes have this hazy look in them? And you can't seem to sit still. |
have watched you, Mr. Hartwell. | have seen how your thighs were rubbing together as if you were trying to
alleviate a certain ache."
This time, | couldn't hold in my soft moan. My eyes fell shut, as if he was standing in front oflike my former
dominant, as my professor insinuating that | was turned on in his class was too much for me, and it was. It was
heady and erotic and so, so wrong. It was dirty. | shivered when he finally touched me, he took hold of my chin
and angled my face up, silently tellingto look at him. | did, | gasped as | took in his eyes. Having him so close
to me, | could see how dark they had become, how full of desire they were. "What do you do if someone asks
you a question, Angelia? You answer them."
The way he said the last three words, so sternly and firmly, sent another shudder through my body. Licking my
lips unconsciously, | stared up at him. His eyes tracked the movement of my tongue, and his already heated
eyes turned almost black as his pupils dilated. "I... am not sure what you are talking about?" His gaze narrowed.
"Don't lie to me, tellwhy you look like you want to get fucked every t| see you in class."
Fucked, just the sound of him saying that word madewet. | could feel it seeping out of my pussy and
drenching my panties.
"I..." I didn't know what to say.
"| can't help my reaction to you." | finally admitted, | had wanted to.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThis was dangerous ground, he didn't need to know how much I missed him and how much my body craved his.
"It is not my fault that my body still wants you, | can't control it." It was a pitiful attempt at trying to distance us.
Belatedly, I noticed his thumb stroking my cheek, it felt very good. His soft caress was a stark contradiction to
his less than soft expression, and that opposition madecrave him even more. There was something about
soft caresses and a stern face that gotgoing. "I didn't say it was your fault." He commented, his voice gruff.
1 could tell my response affected him as soon as he closed the last distance between us, his hard dick évident
against my stomach.
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"| feel the swa
about you. He confessed.
"Do you have any idea how many times | have had to hide my hard-on from the other students? Do you know
how much you torturewith your sexy body that | can't touch, and your sinful plump month that I can't kiss? It
was fucking hell having you this close, but not being able to do anything to get you closer."
The hand on my cheek moved behind my head, his fingers squeezing my nape with enough strength to force
another moan out of me. Soft caresses were heavenly, but firm ones, those were my kryptonite. For a moment,
all we did was stare at each other. So close our breath mingled, | could taste his minty breath, and he could taste
mine.
The room was thick with tension, it was almost tangible. It was enfolding us, pushing us against each other by an
invisible hand.
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