The Art of Temptation

the tiniest drop of emotion from his voice on the warmest of days. He and my mother are the perfect fit-th

the back way to the

owflake charm on my bracelet and remind myself some people are shitty

, noticing my

un. Seriously, there's no end to how many books this place houses. It's one of the main reasons I applied for my bachelor's in computer science at Westmoore. The

ogether a sitting area for study groups. Today it's all mine. Only a

an archway and into a dark section, the hidde

Either way I yelp, stumbling back into another wall tha

, c

o get a clear view of either man, I guess.

m, sorry. I didn't see you there." Like at all. Why don't the

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mp of a tongue and inability to keep my mind from hitting the

I try. It is hard when I can't contr

I need the buffer time to get my body un

n. They don't know who I am. They don't know the girl

pressure, I r

d I come to see a hard jawline an

Erik Black, stands back,

rt of the library was empty.

. You're ri

Preston st

o badly to run my hands up his chest again. To feel the slabs of all those muscles under my

rt rate or theirs I'm hea

," Professor Pre

darkness hides it

eeping me off balance and if I had my libido u

, keeping my fingers firmly around the strap o

's Eve all over again. They have me pinned with no way out,

though. Him. Professor

more of him in other parts. Reading my body language or just really good at seducing women, he knows how much they both affect me. He plac

s." His smile deepens, arrogance pulling at the corner

de, heart pou

"Don't tell me you don'

at?" Play du

her hair, man? Silver and pur

ht a glitter bomb would be a great idea. Fuckers. When I tried for my stealthy escape out the side patio door,

en these shades o

ty recently, Jemma? Do you have

places." Heart racing, body tingling, n

shirts stretched over rippling muscle crease an

he neck and I know if they were to roll up t

grow silent again th

better reminder. W

rain to hear. Before I can gasp in a lungful of air, he take

hrough my body and I know the strip of cloth between my legs is soa

ps and he takes my mouth in a rough, heated kiss.

was happ

cond he pulls away

ut shaky at best, terrified at worst. Because the part of my brain still operat

n short sup

hat shoots my blood pressure through the roof right

e edge of my uniform. I didn't want to go home before work so I dresse

r up my thigh. I wish I could say I don't moan, gasp and clutch his hand to me the

hose thing