Emily's POV

My legs were still shaking from the powerful orgasm when Professor Kane pulled his fingers from my mouth with a wet pop. I stayed bent over his desk, my skirt bunched around my waist and my ass dripping, pussy completely exposed. My cheeks burned with shame and excitement as I felt his eyes devouring every inch of me.

“Turn around,” he commanded, authoritative.

I obeyed, turning to face him. My blouse was half-open now, my breasts heaving with each breath. He stepped closer, towering over me, and slowly unbuttoned the rest of my blouse, pushing it off my shoulders until it fell to the floor. My bra followed....