Page 24 of Autumn's Coming

I drank down the rest of what was in it.

He chuckled.

I put the glass back in his hand. “Um, what can I do for you, since you’re paying?”

“Sit. Talk to me.”

What was I supposed to talk to him about? He was my professor, and a well-known businessman in town, and not somebody I needed to be fooling around with.

But I melted every time I looked in his eyes.

Maybe a little fun wouldn’t hurt.

Maybe…

Maybe he could actually make me come.

I sat on the couch beside him.

Cody poured more champagne and offered me the glass. “Here. I intended to book this room for the rest of your shift, so…”

Shit, that was a lot of money.

I took a sip.

It was delicious, now that I was just sipping it.

Cody put his hand on my knee.

I didn’t pull away.

It felt good. It felt right. I wanted him to touch me.

I wanted him to do so much more than touch me.

“What made you switch into my class?” he asked.

I laughed. That wasn’t where my mind had been, at all. “I need one more business credit to finish my masters.”

“Ah, I see. Not because I made such a good impression last night?”

I laughed again. “I mean, you definitely made a good impression. I won’t lie.”

“Good. That’s what I wanted.” His hand traveled a little further up my thigh.

As we talked, I fell under his spell. He was charming, sexy, and well-spoken. He shared his champagne with me and touched my legs, quickly getting me stirred up.

I wanted him.

I found myself leaning closer, wanting him to keep touching me.

He took the champagne glass from my hands and had a sip.

And then he leaned toward me.

I tilted my head.

He pressed his lips to mine.

Heat surged through me. I groaned against his mouth.

Nobody had ever gotten me this close to an orgasm before.

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