He may be her professor, but she always gets what she wants.
The first time I walked into his class, I knew I wanted him. He was sexy, confident, even a little bit mean. He had me wrapped around his finger, and I know he felt it too. The way he would look at me would drive me insane, heat in his gaze, his eyes trailing down my body like he was hungry. I did everything I could, teased him until I ran out of ideas, and still he wouldn't break. So now, I'm taking matters into my own hands. Hiding under his desk while he teaches class may not be my best idea, and doing dirty things to him while I'm down there is even worse. I know if I just have him once, he won't be able to ignore this thing between us, won't be able to pretend it isn't real. It's time to make my move because I know once I do, there won't be any telling how far we will go.
The first time I walked into his class, I knew I wanted him. He was sexy, confident, even a little bit mean. He had me wrapped around his finger, and I know he felt it too. The way he would look at me would drive me insane, heat in his gaze, his eyes trailing down my body like he was hungry. I did everything I could, teased him until I ran out of ideas, and still he wouldn't break. So now, I'm taking matters into my own hands. Hiding under his desk while he teaches class may not be my best idea, and doing dirty things to him while I'm down there is even worse. I know if I just have him once, he won't be able to ignore this thing between us, won't be able to pretend it isn't real. It's time to make my move because I know once I do, there won't be any telling how far we will go.