Page 96 of The Professor's Possession (Crystal River Billionaire Brothers)

And then I feel the professor’s powerful hands on my ass. He effortlessly lifts me up in the air and carries me through the gym as I pant, eyes closed. I’m still stuck in the euphoric moment as the man takes me to the chest press bench and lays me down on top of it.

His erection is begging to burst from his sports shorts.

He leans down to my ear and whispers.

“Take offeverything,girl.”

My eyes still shut, I don’t resist in the slightest. I pull down my tights with a furious eagerness.

“Look at me,” the professor snarls. “Look me in the eyes.”

And I do.

Those sky-blue eyes...

He rips off his workout gear. He’s now completely naked.We’reboth completely naked in this public place. Anyone could walk in at any moment and see us fully exposed.

And it’s so damn sexy.

It turns me on.

And, despite what I know I should be feeling, I don’t feel ashamed in the slightest.

Nope.Not at all.

Pressed against the chest press bench, my back supported, the professor grasps my wrists and raises them above my head, bringing our faces incredibly close. He maintains his hold, refusing to release me.

“What are you going to do to me now?” I ask him, both my nervousness and my anticipation leaking through the words in equal measure. I'm still catching my breath, my respiration labored as I recover from the intensity of what he's just unleashed on my body. My cheeks are flushed with heat. His cock is so hard. My sex pulsates with sustained arousal as I glare, yearning, into his beautiful eyes.

“I want you to turn around,” he commands in his deep, sexy voice.

He lets go of his tight grip around my wrists and I spin around on the bench so that I’m now facing the seat and my ass is in the air toward my professor.

There’s a short smack against my buttocks. I let out a little giggle in an exciting mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Such a naughty student,” my professor growls. “To look the way you do. Totemptme the way you do.”

“Make me your good girl, then,” I reply, shaking my ass invitingly. “Teach me how to behave.”

With one hand, the professor grabs my hip to bring me closer to him; his other hand grabs my hair to push my face down against the bench.

“Stop teasing me, Miss Weldon.”

“But I love it.”

“It’s like you want me to lose control.”

“Oh, I want you to, professor. So very much.”

"You're playing with fire, Olivia. You know that?"

"Am I? Maybe I want to risk it all."

He laughs darkly.

“You knowexactlyhow to make me hard, don’t you?" he asks me. "All your little tricks you like to pull. The way you look at me. I can’t help but get so fucking hard, girl. This is going to be one hell of a workout.”

I let out an affirmative moan.

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