Page 3 of Primal God

Dr. Santos looks up at me, fire in his dark gaze. He’s silently challenging me to move, and I’m not going to back down. Bracing my hands on his chest, I roll my hips.

I’ve slid down a few inches when something bangs against the house. João and I both look to find therealDr. Santos standing in the doorway of the patio, hands on his hips.

“João Santos! It is time for your girlfriend to go home. Now.”

Mortified, I lean against João, trying to hide my nakedness. I’m not sure what Dr. Santos can see from his viewpoint, but since I can see all of him, I can only assume he can see all of me…

And my pussy fuckingthrobs.

João clears his throat before saying, “Okay, Dad. Give us five.”

“I saidnow.”

I close my eyes. Oh my god. What are we going to do?

João whispers, “I’m so sorry, babe.” Then he calls out to his dad, “Uh, can you turn around for a moment so we can get dressed?”

Dr. Santos mutters a string of curse words in Portuguese, but turns. I reach for my bra, shorts, and shirt, not caring that I don’t have panties on. No, I shove them into my pocket. Once I’m dressed, I turn to João, who is struggling to get his clothes on his wet body.

“João,” Dr. Santos says in a warning tone.

“I’m trying. There. We’re decent.”

Dr. Santos turns, his gaze going to me, where he assesses me slowly. Heat licks my skin, making my nipples pebble. He licks his lips, making me feel all achy. There’s a part of me that wonders what he’d do if I walked up to him and…

The moment is broken when João steps between us.

“Sorry about that, Dad. We thought you had gone to bed.”

“As I said, it’s late, and Ms. Wolfe has class in the morning.”

João nods. “I’ll run her home.”

Dr. Santos gives me one last look before disappearing into the house. When he’s gone, João spins to me, laughing.

“I can’t believe we got busted by my dad.”

“It’s not funny. It’s embarrassing. How am I supposed to look him in the eyes the next time I see him?”

“Babe, you’re overreacting. Come on. Let’s get you home.”

I’m silent on the ride to the dorms. João has a really bad habit of dismissing my feelings, and I’m not sure how I feel about it.

At the dorms, João leans over, kissing me on the cheek.

“Will I see you tomorrow?”

I groan. João likes to hit the frat parties that take place on Thursdays, even though we both have class on Fridays.

He must sense my hesitation because he says, “Please, babe. You’re my DD.”

Well, I can’t say no now because if something were to happen to him, it would be my fault.

“I guess I’ll go.”

He grins. “See you then.”

I get out of his car, making my way to the dorm. My roommate is asleep, so I change into my PJs and climb into my bed.

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