Page 29 of A Discovery: Love and Other Things

“Your body isn’t as stubborn as you are.” He found my clit and began working it in tight circles.

My knees shook as my professor fingered me in public. It was so dangerous. So forbidden.

“More,” I begged under my breath. Later, I would launch a detailed analysis into why I’d caved so easily, but right now,morewas all my lust-filled brain could comprehend.

“This pretty little cunt is mine. All. Mine.” The possession in his voice gripped my chest like a vise.

I hid my smile against the hard wall.I wasn’t the only one who was jealous.

His fingers moved faster, winding me up toward impending release.

God, nothing had ever felt so good in my life. I moaned against his touch as my nails scraped against the flaking paint of the wall.

A palm immediately covered my mouth, silencing me, as he plunged two fingers into my eager slit. He must have been hunched over because I felt his dick against my ass. I ground against him.

“Fuck,” he panted in my ear. “You’re going to make me come if you keep moving like that.”

I teased him some more, his arousal spurring me on, and I rolled my hips faster. I wasn’t going down alone.

Hearing his breaths turn ragged behind me only heightened the sensation of his fingers fucking me. His hold loosened around my mouth, and I caught his middle finger with my mouth, sucking it like I yearned to do to his cock.

“Shit,” he cursed.

I rolled my tongue around the tip of his finger, wishing I were teasing his head. My hips bucked when I felt another digit slide into me. I was so close. I knew he could feel it, too, from how hard my pussy clamped around him. His thumb pressed against my clit, offering a final blow.

“Kitty?”

I gasped at Felipe’s voice at the end of the corridor. The warmth I had felt around me—in me—instantly disappeared.

I turned my head quickly to search for Felipe, but luckily, I couldn’t see him. He must have still been just beyond the hall, too far to see me.

I spun around to face James. He could never go back to being “Dr. Campbell” after what we had just done.

“I’m coming,” I called out, hoping to buy myself a moment to adjust my dress so I didn’t look like I had just been finger-banged in a dark hallway.

James winced as he adjusted the hard ridge in his pants, then he shot me a final possessive glance. “You. Are. Mine,” he mouthed, before storming off to the men’s restroom.

I collapsed against the wall, catching my breath as the sound of Felipe’s footsteps approached.

Chapter 14

“Kitty, you’re a fucking liar,” Angela huffed as we trekked up the steep hill.

Bikes whizzed by, cars honked, and people cluttered the roads as we walked, all moving at a faster pace than the two American girls trying to find their way.

I looked around to see if anyone had overheard her foul mouth, but no one seemed to have noticed amongst the chaos.

“Felipe is so hot, and you expect me to believe that your date only involved beer and pizza?”

“It wasn’t a date!” I protested. I didn’t know how many times I’d have to remind her of that before it sank into her slightly undersized head. On anyone else, a cranium so small would have made them look like a baby bird, but it worked on Angela—gave her a dainty quality that men apparently loved.

She rolled her eyes so hard that I swore they were in danger of sticking. “Again, you’re stupid for not making it one. Or, you could have at least tapped a sister in if you didn’t want him for yourself.”

“He’s all yours if you want him.”

She shot me a quizzical look. “You seriously don’t find him sexy?”

Felipe was really good looking, but the attraction just wasn’t there. “I don’t.”

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