Cruel.
@lee.haven
I’ll take that as a yes.
Meet me at the taco stand on Hollow Way at noon.
Hm. I like it when she tries to throw her weight around. I like it so much I’m seconds away from coming, and fighting it with a clenched jaw. My phone shakes as I type out a quick reply.
@rooke.bastian
Yes, boss.
What should I bring?
@lee.haven
Your appetite.
Jesus, girl.
I laugh, my head pushing back into the pillow as cum pumps up my shaft and into my trembling hand.
“Fuuuck,” I groan, mentally grasping onto every wave of pleasure pulsating through my lower body. My thumb swipesgently over my crown, and I shudder at the intensity of that light touch.
The laughing face emoji she sends a second later completely ruins my fucking afterglow.
She’ll pay for that.
Chapter 45
Haven
I shouldn’t be nervous. Why am I nervous? It’s just lunch. Lunch at a damn taco stand.
With my professor.
Who I’m crushing on so hard it hurts.
But that’s why I’m doing this.
I thought about it long and hard after our DMs this morning.
Sliding over that line is getting easier and easier. What will happen if one of us just does something wholly inappropriate? Something we can’t take back?
We’ll both be stuck with the repercussions of that deed for the rest of my college years at AHC.
Maybe I’m overthinking this. God knows where I get the bandwidth, though. I spent the entire morning trying to get back on schedule with my studies. I’m mostly caught up on Professor Rooke’s course, but I’ve fallen really far behind on my Social Work and Urban Study classes.
Thankfully, neither subject is really complicated. And I’m finding the research fascinating, especially the section in my Social Work material about how a person’s surroundings affect their behavior and development.
Then I got to the Social Work assignment. It’s due in a couple of weeks, right before the midterms.
Now the knot in my stomach has nothing to do with Professor Rooke.
That assignment included a case study on the Smith family. This make-believe family lives in some fictional shanty town in some imaginary state. They’re dealing with issues like poverty, substance abuse, and domestic violence.
It might as well have been a blow-by-blow of my entire childhood.