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Daphne
I don’t think I’d ever have the courage to go rub my ass on some guy in a crowded subway train. But hey, this is New York City. You get all kinda crazy here.
The next person we got is Christine, and then we have three lil’ short episodes, with Ashley, Christine, and then MEEEEEE!!!!
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What’s that couch in Professor Trask’s office for? Two words. Extra credit.
Professor Anders Trask.
It’s like someone took from other men and added to him.
Those deep blue eyes that stare into your soul.
That rugged face that makes you feel safe.
That body you could just lick all day.
That giant…uhm, medulla oblongata? Is that the word for…you know?
There’s only one problem.
This whole thing that we have between us?
Totally forbidden. I’m risking my career every time I’m with him.
That only leaves one question.
What do I want from Professor Trask?
A stellar recommendation and an A?
Or more of those delicious O’s?
*** It’s the cute single girl versus the Alpha Male Professor in this fourth installment from Mona Cox. Guaranteed to be sweet, steamy, sassy, and fun. No cheating or cliffhangers. HEA? You know it, babe! ***
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Christine
Brrrrrrrrrrrr…
Brrrrrrrrrrrr…
Brrrrrrrrrrrr…
I pull one eyelid open, just far enough so I can find my vibrating iPhone on my nightstand and smack it into submission, then I close my eye again with a groan.
The next time I get the brilliant idea of having a night on the town with Ashley and Alicia – on a school night – I can only hope someone thinks to smack me, too.
Brrrrrrrrrrrr…
“For fuck’s sakes,” I mumble, sitting up and grabbing my phone at the same time. Someone better be dead. Or close to dead.
Christine, check your Facebook now!