Ah, dammit.

Why did he find her so fucking hot?

An erotic vision suddenly seized hold of his mind: this lovely beauty on her knees, her silky locks twisted around his fingers as he guided her rosebud mouth to his—-

FOCUS, DAMMIT.

He finally managed to jerk his gaze away and tried to look for something else to see or think about, but his eyes only ended up latching on to something more dangerous.

She stared at him, anddammit,her big, dark orbs were just the way the professor liked them: quintessential doe eyes that had the highest success rate in beguiling assholes like him. The same could be said for her sartorial modesty, which only made him want to rip her shapeless sweater off and have her dainty breasts spill into his already itching palms.

Moments passed, and still she stared, looking up at him the way only someone pure and untouched could do so. Her doe eyes gawked and gobbled him up at the same time, and it was easy to see she was just too fucking naive to realize how her innocently yearning gaze had the professor thinking of the other things she could gobble up.

Like his already-swollen dick, for instance.

The thought, forbidden but inevitable, came out of the blue, and his teeth gnashed as lust turned his pants into a tight-squeezing torture. When the professor realized he was still holding on to the girl's waist, he removed his hands from her person with a muttered curse.

She heard this, of course, and it had her eat-you, eat-me eyes blink at him in hurt bewilderment.

Oh no, you fucking don't.

His jaw clenched against an instinctive desire to pull the girl close and soothe her pain with his mouth and hands. His dick might not care about what his mind knew, and it was that this girl was a fuckable disaster waiting to happen - but no goddamn way was he going downon herwithout a fight.

"I'm s-sorry—-"

FUCK. FUCK.FUCK.

Her voice was soft and trembling, and since it was also just the way he liked it, he cut her off brusquely and spoke in a low voice filled with contempt. "Just watch where you're damn going next time. You can't have everyone wasting their time saving idiots like you."










Prologue

God Only Knows by The Beach Boys

SOMEDAY IN THE FUTURE...

Matthijs' footsteps treaded silently on the hallway as he made his way to his daughter's bedroom. He cracked the door open and saw his baby girl still up.