PORN-STURBATION: 50 Shades Of Forbidden Steamy Short Stories novel Chapter 2

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Mia.

I didn't sleep well last night. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was Professor Kelvin. The way he washed his hands calmly while I was being hammered against the sink.

This morning, I had his class next. I rushed out of my first class, hurrying to see ‘Professor Calm Face.’ I wanted to be the first person he saw—the first in the class.

As I walked into the lecture hall, Professor Kelvin was already there. He was leaning over his desk, looking at some papers. Fuck. He looked even bigger today. His white shirt was stretched across his back, like any little stretch would rip it apart.

I licked my lips, wishing myself good luck on the next step I was about to make.

"Good morning, Prof," I said, in a sweet, innocent voice.

He didn't look up. "Morning," he replied sternly.

Okay, but that’s not a sign to give up.

I walked closer to him, leaning against his desk. I made sure to arch my back so my chest was pushed out. I reached out a finger and touched the edge of his laptop.

"I so much loved your lecture yesterday, Prof; it was very interesting," I whispered.

He raised his head; our eyes met. "I learned a lot about... impulses. And I'm ready to learn more…" I said, rolling my tongue on the "more."

His brows squeezed and his eyes narrowed as he looked at me like I was a mosquito he wanted to kill.

"Is that so, Miss Gonzales?"

Oh… he already knew my name. meaning he must have done a little research.

Nice…

I bit my lips, slowly releasing them while twisting my body. "Yes, Prof."

"Then use your impulse control to go and sit your ass down. Students are arriving," he commanded with a cold voice, void of emotion.

I felt like he slapped me across the face! My face went hot. No guy had ever talked to me like that. Usually, one look and they are drooling.

"I just thought—"

"Go. Sit," he snapped, cutting me mid-sentence and pointing to the empty rows of seats.

“Prof—”

“To your Seat!”

I turned on my heels, my teeth clenched; I was boiling with anger. Fine. I see he wants to play hard. Hard is exactly what I like. Let the game begin.

Minutes later, the hall had been filled up. Everyone knew the last row was mine.

Nobody dared to sit with me. It gave me a clear view of the whole room, and more importantly, a clear view of Kelvin.

He started the lecture. He was talking about "Social Behavior." His voice was deep and steady, echoing through the hall. It was time to activate the game spirit in me.