Page 94 of The Professor's Possession (Crystal River Billionaire Brothers)

“I think I might go to the gym if you’re going to spend the night at Luke’s,” I say.

“But it’s late,” Ava remarks, glancing at the time on her phone. “It’s, like, nearly midnight. You can’t seriously be thinking of going to the gym now, right?”

“Remember,” I say, “it’s my favorite time to go.”

That makes Ava laugh for the first time this evening, and that sound is like music to my ears.

* * *

No one,thankfully, is at the gym when I arrive.

Perfect.

I put my headphones in and head straight for the squat rack. I’m beginning to really enjoy doing these exercises here on my own. It’s tough to do, but it makes me feel a sense of accomplishment. And the thought of it helping my booty getthickalso helps.

I have to admit, I am feeling tired after looking after Ava all afternoon. Her being upset made me upset. It’s good to get out of the dorm room and all the suffocation that being stuck in such a tiny place comes along with it. I’m glad she’s getting out of the room and seeing her boyfriend. I hope everything works out for her and her dad.

I look at my reflection in the gym mirror. Training regularly at the gym and going for my runs have done wonders for my figure lately. My curves are really starting to show. I feel seriously sexy rocking my snug workout gear whilst my sweat gets me all soaked.

I might be falling behind in my academic work, but at least my body is as fit as it’s ever been.

I power through a set, grunting with the freedom of no fear of anyone else in this building.

As I rise up on my last rep, I feel a firm spank on my ass. I gasp in surprise, lower the bar on the rack, and spin around.

Who has the audacity to spank me as I’m squatting?

It’s Spencer Penmayne.Of course.

He’s admiring me from behind, obviously turned on by the way I look. I never even heard him enter the gym.

“What the hell?” I ask him, my mouth hanging open in incredulity and my hand nursing my stinging ass.

“I couldn’t resist,” he says, looking as perfect as he always does in his tight workout clothes. “You look so sexy in your gym gear. And you were grunting sexily. It would be a crime against masculinity to ignore you and your ass like that.”

I roll my eyes. “What are you doing here, Spencer?”

The professor smiles. “I’m here for you, Miss Weldon.”

Avoid looking at those lovely veiny arms of his, Olivia.

“Well,please,” I whisper. “There might be people here. Aren’t you worried you might be seen?”

“It’s late, Olivia,” my professor replies. “There is no one around, and you know that.AndI’ve got a hard-on that needs to be quenched by my good girl.”

“So much for the non-disclosure agreement...”

I’m halted by Professor Penmayne taking a firm step toward me. His hand seizes my thigh and I feel myself shiver in anticipation. I find it very hard to direct my gaze away from his full lips.

He makes me feel so fuckingwantedand so damn sexy, even when I’m sweating buckets.

“I don’t care, Miss Weldon, about anyone else walking in.”

“But this is public...”

“And my need for you, Miss Weldon, is overwhelming,” my professor whispers. “Let me take you. Right here, right now.”

The professor’s hands reach around to my ass and squeeze, sending me wild. His biceps flex.

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