Dirty Professor - Page 12

I showered and dressed for class, sipping my second cup of coffee during the short drive. I noted the overcast sky as I walked across the lush, green campus towards the hall where Econ was, looking over the students gathered on the lawn. Many of the girls were beautiful, but I could feel the age difference in them, to a point where it was uncomfortable. They wouldn’t be able to handle being with a teacher and all that came along with it, making the equally young guys perfect for them. Elena was different, which was the only way I could explain my attraction towards her. She was better than some frat guy at a party who would only want her for the night. Not that I went into this feeling all that different since I was so blinded my lust that first night with her, but it was a different thing now.

Her test score meant everything to me.

I walked into the room and set the tests down on the podium and looked over the nearly empty classroom. A few of the students were studying at their desks, and I grinned at that, my eyes resting on Elena as she sat over her book and nibbling on her lip. She was wearing glasses, something that she didn’t always do and I couldn’t help but think that they looked adorable on her. Elena reached for the coffee that was beside her, glancing up so she wouldn’t knock it over as our eyes met. I could see that she was tired with one look and felt sick all over again as I made myself look down towards the floor. She was beautiful, and I felt my body responding to her as I glared at my groin.

The next few minutes dragged as I waited for everyone to arrive. I let them get settled and told them that they would have the entire time to take the test, wishing everyone well. My eyes flashed over to Elena as I said that and watched her smile softly. I hoped that was confidence in her gaze as I walked over to start handing out the tests.

She took hers and bit her lip as her eyes roamed over the questions. I went to sit at the desk and leave them all to it as I glanced around the room to make sure that everyone was focused on their own papers. In a class this size, it was hard to actually track, but I felt like my eyes roving over them every so often made them think twice about it.

I looked at Elena the most. Her brows furrowed in concentration as she read and jotted things down, her glasses slipping down her nose. She was beautiful, and I made myself look away and not think about how good it felt to be inside of her. I tried not to think about the night she squirted and seemed to be embarrassed when it made me want to fuck her all night long.

We were different, but I knew that I liked her. That worried me.

The students slowly made their way up to me, giving me their tests with a variety of expressions. There were nervous looks towards the pa

pers as if they wanted to snatch it back and change an answer as well as tired smiles. Elena was in the third group that came, and she hovered behind them, looking at me with her beautiful eyes as she smiled. She had paused for a moment before she walked out, smiling as she headed towards the door. I knew that she had a couple of classes left today, and I had to fix the fridge when I was finished here, but maybe we could see each other later tonight.

Ellie’s mention of seeing Elena popped into my mind as I wondered who else noticed her leaving. I didn’t know my neighbors well but didn’t think that any other teachers were living here. I couldn’t say the same about the staff, though. There were so many of them, and it wasn’t like we all knew one another. It was a big school.

Elena

I left the classroom feeling good about the test. Granted, I wasn’t spending the usual time on homework and studying as I should be but I felt like I knew everything. I listened to Liam in class while I fantasized about him, and found his knowledge of the subject kind of charming. I took notes and did everything that I needed to keep my grades up since no part of me wanted favors from Liam. The idea sickened me, to be honest.

This wasn’t about grades or cheats in the class. Was it about sex? I wasn’t sure sometimes, and I sighed as I walked to my next class. I didn’t have any more tests today, so they were easier in a way, but I stayed up a bit too late studying to make up for the time I’d spent with Liam. I planned to take a nap before I finished a few articles that night to get some money coming in. I was falling behind there as well, needing to be more consistent with everything.

He was just so damn addicting. I couldn’t get enough of him inside of me, making me feel things I never considered possible before. It made me remember why I was glad that I never got involved with someone when I was going to school.

I was glad when my day ended, and I could go crawl into my bed for a much-needed nap. Then I would write no matter how much caffeine it took for me to stay awake tonight.

I was on the third one as I sipped the steaming cup, feeling like I was making some progress. My phone dinged, and I looked at the screen to see the name that I was using for Liam as I grinned. He said that he was done with the fridge after a long afternoon and asked if I’d like to join him for some dinner and drinks.

I explained that I had some work to do and my eyes widened when he offered to come to me. My place was tiny, and I didn’t know any students lived around here, two things that I explained to him.

L: Work over here. Bring your computer. I have some stuff to do on mine, and we can keep each other company.

I considered that idea. The chances were that we would get more work done on each other than anything of our own, but it sounded nice to be with him just doing our regular thing. I didn’t like being alone as much since I’d been seeing Liam and it bothered me often.

E: Would you actually let me work?

L: But, of course. You act like I can’t keep my hands off you.

Yeah, he couldn’t, but I liked that. I looked around my dark apartment, sick of the four walls that were surrounding me. I told him that I was down with his plan and asked if he wanted me to bring anything with me.

I changed into some fresh jeans and a soft, oversized green sweater to drive over in, slipping my feet into my warm boots. I took a minute to fix my hair and makeup before I bagged everything up to leave.

I walked out of the front door and headed right to my car, locking the doors before I started the car. What would he even think of my studio? It was a shack compared to his condo and doubt flooded me for a moment as I wondered what he was doing with me. This happened from time to time, and I breathed my way through the panic attack as I drove, focused heavily on the commute before I parked close to his place.

I calmed down before I unloaded my stuff and glanced around. Walking up to Liam’s door, I was just raising my hand to knock when the door opened, and a girl headed out. She gave me a surprised look, and I looked past her to see a shocked Liam standing right behind her. “Hi, there. I am Liam’s sister, Marie. You are?”

“This is my friend, Elena. She was just coming by to go over some class stuff since she lives here in the complex. Elena, meet my nosy little sister.” His eyes pleaded with me to go along with his words, and I forced a smile on my face as I looked at her.

Marie gave me a look like she didn’t believe him, her sharp eyes that matched his sizing me up. “It’s nice to meet you, Elena.” She turned to look at Liam, murmuring something before kissing his cheek and heading down the path. I looked at him as fear rushed through me, and Liam gestured for me to come inside before he closed the door.

“Were you just caught?” I asked in a whisper as he gave me a reassuring smile.

“No, I’m sure that she got me. Thanks for not saying anything, though.” Liam swallowed and leaned down to kiss me softly. “Want to work on the couch?”

I nodded and followed him as he got me some wine and himself a beer, pulling his Mac on his lap to get some work done. I knew that he played it off, but I could see some concern in his gaze as he ran a hand through his messy hair. I forced myself to finish the article and edit it before sending it to the client, reading it closely to make sure that my nervous breakdown wasn’t evident in my words. I’d like to keep this long-term contract going since they paid a lot of my bills.

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