Elena

I quickly made my way into the lecture hall, after the last student from the previous class filed out. Professor Dylan was still turned slightly away organizing his notes, his broad shirt filling out his crisp-button down shirt.

He was hot and I wanted him, more than anything in life and that was why this was a freaking mistake. One I shouldn’t be taking.

My fingers trembled while I slipped the delicate lace panties, still warm and damp from my skin, carrying my pussy juices, deep into the side pocket of his leather satchel. I’d barely managed to hold myself still from the thought of him finding them.

Just...