His finger was still inside me and I had completely forgotten how to speak.

"Did you miss me… Elise?" he repeated, his voice low and unhurried like we weren't standing in a professor's office where anyone could walk in at any second.

"Carter we— we can't do this here," I managed, my voice coming out embarrassingly breathless.

"You didn't answer my question." He curled his finger slowly and my knees nearly buckled.

This is insane, we are in Professor Hale's office—"

"Who is not here." He curled his finger and the rest of my sentence dissolved into nothing.

"Someone could come in," I whispered.

"Might as well give them a...