“I know so, Ellie.”
She blushes again. “Thanks, Professor Martin.”
I roll my eyes as I lean back against my desk. “Liam works just fine, you know.”
She grins.
“So, uh, anything else I can help you with today?”
I groan inside the second I say it and see her face freeze a little. And I want to kick myself since it sounds like I’m trying to get rid of her. I shake my head quickly. “You, uh, you reading anything good these days?”
Ellie’s face seems to brighten, her shoulders relaxing a little, “No, actually. Any recommendations?”
I laugh. “Plenty. Ever read Hutchins?”
She shakes her head, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Aww, man!” I shake my head. “You’ve gotta read his latest,” I say, pointing to one of the top shelves behind her.
I go to move past her towards the rolling ladder to the side of my office that spans one of the extra-tall bookshelves, but she stops me. “Oh, I can get it!” She says with a bright smile. And before I can stop her, she’s turning and starting to climb the wooden ladder. “Which shelf?”
But I barely hear her, like her voice is coming at me from underwater or something.
Holy shit.
Because now she’s four steps up the ladder right in front of me. And she’s wearing that short little pleated skirt.
…And I can see right up to the tiny patch of lace white pulled tight across the lips of her pussy before disappearing between the cheeks of her ass.
I’m utterly mesmerized, utterly frozen with my eyes hungry and locked on that sweet untouchable prize, like a little peach - barely covered, barely legal, and right in front of my face. My cock roars in my pants, and I’m so mesmerized, in fact, that I don’t even hear her ask a second time.
But it’s when I hear her small gasp and the soft “oh” that my eyes jerk up to her face.
And our eyes lock.
“Fuck,” I swear, suddenly feeling the rush of adrenaline turn to something else as I quickly take a step back. “Shit, Ellie, I’m-” I shake my head as I take a deep breath and look up at her again. “Fuck, honey, I’m so sorry, that was out of li-”
“Do you like what you see, Professor?” Her voice is soft, and so tender sounding, and the combination of the two is insanely hot to my ears and has my cock rising right back up to attention.
“Ellie, I didn’t mean to-”
“I don’t mind,” She says, her face going bright red as she sucks her bottom lip between her teeth.
I freeze, one hand still on the wooden ladder and the blood roaring in my ear I slowly look back up at her. She’s still standing there, four rungs up and looking coyly and shyly over her shoulder at me.
And I can still see her panties.
“Ellie, maybe you should come down from th-”
“I really don’t mind, Professor,” She says again, her eyes flashing at me as she swallows thickly. “I think it’s only fair.”
I force my eyes up from her panty-clad pussy to her face again, my brow furrowing. “Fair?”
“I-” She blushes furiously. “I saw you,” she says quietly. “The other day here, here in your office.”
Here in my-
OH FUCK.