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I try to nod, but he holds me in place.

“Good. Did you enjoy your greedy pussy being devoured?”

My skin burns under his fingertips and he grabs me harder. I’m not sure how to answer him. He said it wasn’t for my pleasure, but I loved it.

Asher smirks. “I can see the conflict in your eyes.”

“I’m not sure how to answer. You said it wasn’t for me.”

His smile widens, softening his face, making me hyper-aware how devastatingly handsome he is. “I did, didn’t I? Hmm. It makes me so fucking hard when you listen. Have you had someone do that before?”

I hesitate, and his mood darkens, so I go with the truth. “One time, but he—uhh. It was nothing like what you did.”

Victory shines in his eyes, and he nods, letting go of me. “The way you nearly drowned me with your cum tells me how much you enjoyed it.”

“Oh my god,” I mutter under my breath, hating the way he has no shame in saying things like that.

“I think you’ll have to return the favor.”

My eyes drop to his lap before I can stop them, then snap back up to his face where he’s still grinning.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Pet?”

The lie is on the tip of my tongue, but I swallow it down. I have a feeling if I deny it, he’ll push the opportunity even further away.

So I nod once. He presses the pad of his thumb to his lips before pressing it against mine briefly. Butterflies flutter inside me. It’s not exactly a kiss, but close enough, almost like a stamp of possession.

Asher starts the car and takes me back to campus. We listen to music streaming from the radio, but there’s no tension in the silence. Instead, there’s a comfortable understanding, as if we both got what we wanted from tonight.

Chapter 5

Asher

She looks heavenlyon her knees. An image of perfection, a temptation of the highest sin. Her eyelashes flutter as she looks up at me, the illusion of innocence pulling a groan from me. A blush works over her neck and cheeks from the noise.

“I half expected you would leave.”

I’d told her to wait in my classroom by my desk, on her knees, and then I went to lunch, watching the clock as an hour went by before heading back to her.

No one would disturb her since most of the professors prefer the newer halls with the electronic whiteboards. Most days I’m the only one in that entire hallway.

Ava bites her lip. “I almost did, but…”

“But what?”

“But I wanted to see you,” she admits quietly. Her chin drops into her chest, her eyes falling with it. My cock hardens at her confession.

I really believed she wouldn’t be here when I opened the door, and the air in my lungs stalled when I saw her hunched form.

I tap her thigh with my foot. “Open your legs. Let me see your panties.”

Her fingers curl around the edge of her skirt, hesitating. “I’m not wearing any.”

“You’re not wearing any panties?”

She shakes her head.

My cock weeps at the thought of her bare pussy so easily within reach, I could bend her over and push inside.

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