I was on my knees in Professor Lucian Vale’s office, completely bare from the waist down, and I’d never felt more alive.

My heart slammed against my ribs. The cool hardwood floor pressed into my skin. I could feel how wet I was — slick and dripping down my inner thighs. My panties were still in Elias’s hand. He hadn’t let go of them. He kept rubbing the soaked fabric between his fingers like he couldn’t get enough of the proof of what they were doing to me.

Professor Vale — Lucian — stood right in front of me. Tall. Broad. That dark, commanding look in his eyes that made...