Title: Dear Professor
Author: Blaire Drake
Release Date: DECEMBER 14, 2015!!

Dear Professor,
Does it bother you that you’re ten years older than me?
Have you ever thought it’s wrong that you watched me fuck another guy on camera for months?
What do you want from me, really? All I wanted was my letter of recommendation, but now I’m stuck, aren’t I? Stuck under your thumb… And your body.
From cam girl to personal whore, and all by the age of twenty-one. You’ve got me good, haven’t you?
But guess what? I can play too. Grab the polish, because I’ve found your skeleton, and it's time to dust.
I’ll see you in class.
Oh and, Sir? I’m not wearing any panties.
Love, Darcy
P.s. you’re an asshole.

He watched her.

He knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t stop. It was becoming an addiction, one that was starting to cost him a lot of money. He’d tried to stop—by God, he had—but after the slog of grading papers and marking tests, he lived for the thirty to forty minutes when she’d be on his screen.

His cock strained against his pants as she bit her lip and removed her bra. Her delicate hands cupped her sizable breasts and massaged slowly. She teased her nipples, saying words he could barely register. He was mesmerized by her every movement, from the way her finger and thumb pinched her pink, pebbled nipple to the way her raven hair fell around her shoulders.

I want you to touch yourself, he typed.

He knew the exact moment the message appeared on her screen because she paused. It was only momentarily, and he doubted that anyone else watching would have noticed. Not that anyone was watching. Oh, no. This show was for him, and him alone.

He liked it that way. Loved it, even. Every movement was for him.

She lay back and raised her hips. She slid her tiny black thong over her toned ass and down her long legs until she threw the scrap of material onto the floor. As she grabbed her pillow and got comfortable, he stood and unzipped his jeans. They fell to the ground, swiftly followed by his underwear.

His cock sprung free, and he sat back down, grasping the hardness with his hand.

On the screen, Darcy Hamilton eased her hand down her body and between her legs. There, he watched raptly as her middle finger zoned in on her little pink clit. He watched her as her body jerked in pleasure at that one single touch.

Desire flooded his body. Fuck, how he wanted to be the one to do that. How he wanted it to be his fingers exploring her wet pussy, pumping in and out of it. How he wished her fingers were his cock.

Soon, a voice whispered in his mind as he stroked himself. Soon she will be mine.

The thought made Professor Jordan Keaton smile.

Blaire Drake is a pseudonym for a New York Times bestselling author who wanted to let her kinky side out after dark. Her debut novel, DEAR PROFESSOR, is releasing this December, and promises to be fabulously fun and filthy.


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