Page 64 of Bossalicious Bad Boy

“Just doing my job. Anything I can help you with Evelyn?”

She steps closer to the podium.

“I am a very ambitious person. I believe there’s always something to be said about the person looking for a head start.”

I nod again, continuing to avert my eyes.

“That’s certainly a positive approach.”

“I know all about your coding experience. I research all of my professors before I take their classes. It’s really inspiring, what you did so young.”

I can’t control my eyes as they move up to hers. They’re like magnets. She smiles again but seems to slightly bite her upper lip.

I snap my briefcase shut.

“I worked hard Evelyn and think there’s certainly something to be said about that. Now I don’t mean to be rude, but I have to start writing notes for tomorrow’s lecture, so if you’ll excuse me.”

As I begin to leave the room Evelyn touches my arm. She doesn’t grab me, but it’s a touch, nonetheless. I am glad that my arm is not bare at that moment.

“I know you must be a very busy man. I just wanted to reach out and ask if there was anything I could do for extra credit. You know, to get ahead.”

I stop and look down at her. Her hand lingers slightly, then pulls away slowly. She pulls her laptop tighter against her chest, which pushes her breasts up higher from out of her shirt.

Oh what I would do to those tits…

“I appreciate you reaching out. Everything for now will be noted in the lecture or online. I’ll see you tomorrow Evelyn, have a nice day.”

I race out of the room with my briefcase, pretending to be hurrying somewhere but really trying to escape my own thoughts.

“Jesus Christ.”

I whisper to myself while standing in line at a coffee shop. Could she have been any more obvious? Does she honestly think she can just fuck the professor and get ahead? She seems so young, how can she possibly have that much confidence with an older man—

Daddy issues, perhaps?

Fuck, that’s sexy.

I’m trying to resist the thought of taking Evelyn up to my office and fucking her hard against my desk. It’s incredibly cliche, but that’s what makes it so appealing. Her mind is so fresh, her body so soft and perky. I know I could get any woman I wanted, but this one could be fun, and risky.

Focus on the task at hand, Logan. Fuck. I’ve got to concentrate on this course and having to deal with Sean. I really don’t need a sexy lady distracting me.

As I stand in line I try to replace the thought of Evelyn with my most recent conquests.

Last week, it was an older woman, a sex therapist I think she said she was. She was experienced and had no problem asking for what she wanted. She moaned loudly as I fucked her in the shower, later asking me to stick my finger inside her ass just before she came.

This woman didn’t want any other attachments, and that worked for me. I feel my dick twitch in my pants. Fuck. Maybe there isn’t any time left for coffee.

33

EVELYN

I’m pretty sure I didn’t get any sleep last night. Perhaps I managed to underestimate how much work it is to take on five classes at once, all while working evenings and weekends.

I honestly thought I could do it; I’ve always been really smart. But apparently not when it comes to time management.

With only two years left, I can’t drop any classes, or I’ll be behind. Is this how it’s supposed to be? Constant work and misery to follow your dreams?

I try to shake myself out of my negative spin as I walk into Business 3 Advanced. I know I could easily fall asleep for two sweet hours if I wanted, but I’m pleasantly surprised to see both Mr. Frazier and Mr. Klein double teaming the lecture today.

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