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There’s something about his mysteriousness and his confidence – despite making me so angry that he thinks he can have me locked down with a contract like this – that turns me on like nothing else ever has.

But I am not going through with this – signing away my silence - solely because of my professor. No. I am doing this because I want to. I’ve spent so much of my life shying away from experiencing...life. Yes, all this might be naïve, and it could well turn out to be a big old silly mistake done by a college student, but I actually want to do this. I want my professor to fuck me senseless. Ideserveto do something that I want to do for once in my damn life. I’ve been so scared of things like college parties and making friends and learning to let my heart go that maybe I should finally taste what that freedom might be like with a man who should be an impossible fantasy in my dreams.

I hold the pen Spencer Penmayne gives me and finally record my name at the bottom of the document.

That’s it. I’ve signed a pact with the devil. He’s got me completely. Well, what the hell happens next?

Judging from the lustful look on the professor’s face, I think I’m about to find out.

And I can’t fucking wait.

This is what I want.

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SPENCER

I have justone command right now.

“Strip for me.”

My student scrutinizes me from across my living room. The ink of her signature is still fresh on the page of the non-disclosure agreement – not yet even dry - and we’ve now reachedthis. This moment I’ve been waiting for.

And now I can do what I’ve been yearning about for so very long.

“Spencer...”

It’s the first time she’s voiced my first name out loud to me - no use of my title or last name. The first time she’s uttered it in real life, and not just in my dreams.

“You can only call meprofessor,” I reply bluntly. “Iorderyou.”

Olivia bites her lower lip at my masculine domination.

I can see how timid she is, but I can also see the craving for me igniting in her eyes like exploding fireworks. The act of signing that document is more than proof enough of how much she secretly covets me.

I am here to take rule.

I can order her to do whatever I want...

“Strip for me,” I command once again, keeping my voice flat and low - an animalistic growl that buries deep within her soul. I want her to grasp that Ineverlose control, not even when I’m around her.

And that, like I’ve said to her on multiple occasions, Ialwaysget what I want.

Since stepping out of my shower, Olivia’s only had one of my expensive white towels swathed around her as cover of her body. I want to discern if that is theonlything she’s wearing.

Oh, I really hope so.

“You can refuse any time you want,” I tell her. “I want this to be fully consensual, on both our sides. Simply tell me to stop, and I will.”

“I’ll stop whenIwant to stop,” Olivia answers quickly. “That’s the one thing you will have no power over, professor.”

Oh, there’s that bite in her I treasure so much.

“So strip for me, then, Miss Weldon.”

“Oh, I will. My way.”

And then – as if to show she has no inhibition - she strips for me. Just as I want.

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