The Hotwife's Gambit (Confessions of a Hotwife Book 3) by Harley Jane Meadows

Author:Harley Jane Meadows [Meadows, Harley Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-03T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

FREE BONUS: My Professor, My Lover

It was Friday night, and once again, the library was all but abandoned. It was five minutes to closing, and even the cleaning staff had wrapped up and left early. It was just me, alone, in the entire building.

Then he walked through the doors. Professor Martin walked through the doors… with flowers. Oh god.

As he walked over to the counter, I pinched the back of my hand. OW! Nope, not dreaming. I was awake, and this was actually happening. Professor Martin wore a sharp looking suit, a pale blue shirt, and dark blue tie. And he had flowers. Roses.

“Hi.” He came to a stop, held out the bouquet, and waited for me to take them.

“I’ve been thinking about you, and what you said. I… I’ve waited half my life for someone to say those things to me. It just took me completely by surprise!”

I forced my mouth shut, and walked around from behind the counter. He kept going. “And it is mutual, Bex. Of course it is. You’re smart. You’re funny. You’re passionate. And you look good in a bathing suit—”

I grabbed Professor Martin by the necktie, pulling him into a kiss. This time, he reciprocated.

The roses landed on the counter, completely ignored. I moaned a little, tasting him on my lips. Mm. My Professor was sweet, like sherbet. Our lips parted, and our tongues entwined. A sudden rush of heat washed over me. Oufffff. I’d hoped we’d have some chemistry, but this felt incredible.

I’d tasted him now, and I wanted more. God. I broke off our kiss, long enough to look him in the eye. “You really mean it? You want me, too?”

He nodded, and smiled. An actual smile. “I want you, Bex.” Oh god… I was going to—

“Lock the door.”

A look of confusion passed over his face for all of a second, before he nodded, and I let him go. He went to the library double doors, and locked them tight. He turned back to me.

“We’re the last ones here, and I’ve got the keys. Come with me!”

I raced up the stairs, laughing. Oh, god. Where to begin?

The stacks went on for ages. The university had an extensive collection. An entire playground for me and my Professor.

John reached the top of the stairs, not even breathing hard. “What are you doing?”

I turned around to look at him, and kicked off my sneakers. “I’ve wanted you since I laid eyes on you, Professor. Now I want you to come here and kiss me.”

A smile crossed his lips, and Professor Martin came to me. I peeled off his jacket, and traced my fingers down his chest, down, down to his flat stomach. I slipped my hands ‘round his hips and pulled him close.

I kissed him. Our lips joined, and I never wanted to let him go. God. He was strong, and lean, and powerful in my arms. His hands run up and down my back, keeping me close. One hand went down, down, to squeeze my butt.

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