Forbidden Fruit by S. Trout

Forbidden Fruit by S. Trout

Author:S. Trout [Trout, S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-03-10T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter Eighteen

Olivia

It's not lost on me that I can be a bit of a drama queen. By the time I reach the apartment, I'm mentally berating myself for losing my cool and causing what's likely the most scandalous moment since Ryan Jones got a blowjob from a teaching assistant in the library three years ago.

As long as he didn’t read the letter. I’m so lost in thought, staring at the tea kettle like it's going to give me a complementary therapy session that I don't hear Mia come in behind me.

"Bitch, with all due respect, what in the fuck?" Mia exclaims dumbfounded behind me.

I sigh. "Which part?"

"Which part?" she shrieks as I turn around to face her.

"This is going to require something stronger than coffee."

We sit side-by-side, passing the bottle back and forth. Mia's a cross of skepticism and adoration.

"Do you know how many students try to fuck DeLuca?" She shakes my shoulders, drops of wine spill from the bottle still pressed to my lips.

“I didn’t. Now I do.”

"So, what’s the news? Am I a viral meme yet?" I cringe at the thought.

"Just that some maniac girl tackled DeLuca in the grass outside of the faculty building."

"And you thought of me?" I shove her playfully.

"Apparently, my hunch wasn't wrong." She gives me a pointed look.

"It's been a fun twenty-four hours, but this is downright reckless. We said one night and already fucked that up," I concede with a long sigh.

"What exactly do you want out of whatever it is you two have going on?"

I shrug. "Fuck if I know, Mia."

"If he wasn't your professor, would you date him?"

I bite my lip, then nod gingerly. "Yeah, I'm pretty certain I'd fucking date him, but I can’t. Plus, he doesn’t want that. He’s a rebound fuck for me, and I’m just a conquest for him.”

"You two have been spending a lot of time together between the gym and sneaking around after classes," Mia says pointedly.

"I know. It has to stop, though, Mia. Tenure and a lab are on the line for him and then there’s me. I don’t really know what my consequences would be."

Mia nods in agreement, taking a long pull of the wine. "So, what horrifying kink is in the book that you had to tackle him over, anyway?"

"It's a student/professor smutty romance. I annotated it."

"He watched you pet your kitty in the shower, then you had a whole extravagant fuckfest, and you're worried about some erotica?" she exclaims in disbelief.

"It's BDSM," I counter.

"Seems like something your brooding DeLuca would be pleased with." She picks a piece of dirt from underneath her fingernails.

"He has a breeding kink." Mia's eyebrows shoot up in response.

"Well, fuck. I understand your hesitation now. Wait, DeLuca has a breeding kink or your book boyfriend does?" She laughs.

“In all seriousness, I wrote him something, and it was folded in there.” She’s still laughing about the laundry list of kinks, and I can't help but to laugh with her, so hard that I snort. The laughter is short-lived.



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