The Professor by Charlotte Stein

Author:Charlotte Stein [Stein, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780007579501
Google: EAa5BAAAQBAJ
Amazon: 0007579500
Publisher: HarperCollins UK
Published: 2015-08-31T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

I wake with every intention of being good from that point on. He made himself very clear, after all. I was a nuisance to him, a great and terrible nuisance. I woke him with my furtive attempts at masturbation, to the point where he had to see to me. Doing anything further would be the height of bad manners, I am sure.

I feel absolutely and completely sure, until I sneak a glance at him.

And then I don’t know what to think.

He isn’t facing away from me any more. He’s not even lying on his side. He’s sprawled on his back, limbs so haphazardly spread about the bed I’m surprised I didn’t notice before. One of his hands is curled almost against my side, as relaxed as someone with ten times his casualness. And his crooked knee is pretty much resting on my thigh. If he shifted just a little it would nudge between my legs.

Though I try to put that thought out of my mind the moment it climbs in there. I take a few deep breaths. I consider other more boring things, like wallpaper and England and books by Norman Mailer. I even close my eyes and try to go back to sleep again – but the problem is that I do it just a little too late. I glance in the wrong direction before I shut them, and after that there is no chance of going back. His sudden relaxed state is bad enough.

His erection is about twenty steps too far.

The sight gets me by the throat. All the breath is forced out of my body, and shows no signs of coming back soon. I might die just lying here looking at the thing – but, by God, I get why. It isn’t just the fact that he’s lying next to me as bold as brass with his cock jutting against the tweed. It’s that he is enormous.

No, no. Enormous doesn’t cover it.

Enormous is jealous of what he has.

I have to glance away the second I see it. I can hardly believe it, despite knowing how tall he is and how burly he is and his hands, God, I should have known because of the hands. Or even the nose – everyone says there is no truth in that one but at the very least I could have anticipated. I could have expected, then been disappointed. Now I have to cope while lying next to him in bed, after promising myself I wouldn’t do anything sexual in front of him ever again.

How am I supposed to never do anything sexual again when I know he has that? I could barely manage before. I almost masturbated because of his shoulder blades. This is too much, way too much. My head is already filling up with all the things he could do to me with it, and all the things I could do to him. Then when I try to yank it back, the images just get worse. They get elaborate.

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