Seducing Mrs. Robinson by Rachel Van Dyken

Author:Rachel Van Dyken [Dyken, Rachel Van]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rachel Van Dyken
Published: 2019-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

“Awkward: See boner while licking frosting. By. Yourself.” — Leo Blackwood

Leo

I officially had a hard-on for pink sprinkles and the way they tasted on her tongue. In fact, it was all I could think about in class that next day.

Her class, to be exact.

She did a good job of acting completely normal when I was ready to scream at the top of my lungs that I’d had her naked from the waist down.

My only job yesterday was to make sure that she was distracted, that she didn’t think about the fact that he’d been in her apartment, that he’d touched her. I craved to touch her everywhere, to permanently delete the bastard from her consciousness, but after our make-out session she’d said she needed to grade some papers.

And that’s how we both ended up at her kitchen table, me writing a paper for her class while she smirked down at a stack of proposals from sophomore seminar and shook her head when I kept encouraging her to fail people.

A day later, and I was still concerned about her ex.

About the look on her face and the way she tried to make light of the fact that he’d touched her, but I also knew that it wasn’t a battle I could fight for her.

I had learned that the hard way growing up.

It also hit so close to home that it made me uncomfortable. Did I confess everything and just hope she’d believed me?

Everyone had a past.

She wasn’t proud of hers.

And it had taken me years to get over mine.

Wingmen had pulled me out of it, out of the grief, and the absolute shock over the entire situation I found myself in.

I knew firsthand that a victim had to admit that they were that—a victim—and sometimes it was easier to justify that hit than it was to point fingers and say enough.

“All right.” Kora moved across the room. She was in a leather skirt again, and I could swear I felt her hips move with my hands every time the sound of her red high heels hit the floor.

Red high heels.

Damn.

It was like after our make-out session, she wanted to wear armor by way of the sexiest clothes I’d ever seen. Her blouse was black too and loosely tucked into her pencil skirt. Although she had been told to wear anything but black, to wear color, this particular black outfit could be forgiven.

My fingers itched to untuck that blouse and give it a little tug, preferably away from her body and onto the floor.

Naked. I wanted her naked.

I squirmed a bit in my seat, trying to get comfortable since my jeans were trying to chokehold my dick, and locked eyes with her as she smiled at all the students.

Me included.

I smiled back.

Knowing that her eyes had been on mine first.

“I think that’s it for the day, don’t forget about your senior project rough drafts! They’re due next week, Thursday!”

Someone’s hand shot up.

I glared.

There was always that one person who had brown

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