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In My Professor's Arms The date
(Lily's POV)I stood outside his door, my heart pounding against my ribs, I don't know why it is, but it is.The evening air was crisp, carrying the scent of rain that had yet to fall.I glanced at my reflection in the dark window beside the door, smoothing a hand over my blouse as if it would steady the whirlwind inside me. "It's just dinner. Just a night to enjoy each other's company," I said to myself.Still, as I reached out to ring the bell, anticipation curled in my stomach.The door opened almost instantly, as if he'd been waiting.Here he is, Handsome Victor.He stood there, his face soft, warm. "Glad you're finally here" he said, his tone an invitation.I let you a quick, soft smile as the tension in my shoulders loosened.He stepped aside, and I went in, immediately enveloped by the inviting smell of something rich and savored. The air wasn't only warm because of the temperature but because of the silent atmosphere he had managed to create, it's impressive, cute of him.It
Last Updated : 2025-02-06In My Professor's Arms The flame before the fire
(Lily's POV)Neither of us broke the kiss as it deepened, driving me crazy already.His lips molded against mine, moving slow at first to savor the taste, the heat, and the mere want simmering between us. The way his hands tightened at my waist, pulling me closer, and I went willingly, pressing against the hard lines of his body. It all makes me need it now more than ever.A small moan escaped me, and that was all it took.His restraint cracked.His grasp became tighter, his mouth more insistent, and he consumed me with the deliberateness of slow movements. His tongue danced along my lower lip, slid inside, and deepened the kiss, until my knees buckled.His fingers dug into my hips, possessive, guiding me against him until I could feel the solid warmth of his body pressing into mine. My head spun, my breath coming in short desperate gasps between each kiss, but I didn't want to stop.Couldn't stop.His hands wandered up my sides, teasing the edge of my blouse, fingertips grazing my sk
Last Updated : 2025-02-06In My Professor's Arms First day, First crush
(Lily's POV) It's my first day at this prestigious university, and honestly i'm eager to know what this school has for me. On the beautiful sunny Monday morning, I walked into the lecture hall. It was cold, almost clinical, but I wasn't bothered in any way. I’d always preferred sitting in the front row, close enough to catch every word the professor said and every detail of their expression. Today, however, the front row wasn’t just a strategic choice for academic success. Something inside me had been urging me forward since the moment I arrived, though I didn’t fully understand why. Maybe it's because I'm new here, but in contrast to my regular position, I actually wanted to sit anywhere else except the front row, but there is a pull taking me to my beloved front row. When he walked in, everything seemed to make more sense. Professor Victor Graham. The name had been printed neatly on the syllabus I’d scanned over the weekend, but it hadn’t prepared me for this. He wasn’t t
Last Updated : 2024-11-22In My Professor's Arms Lost in Lust
The city buzzed around me as I walked home, but it felt like I was moving in a haze. Cars honked, distant voices called out, and the occasional bark of a dog echoed down the street; you know how it is, but none of it registered. My body was still hummed with an energy I couldn’t shake, every step a reminder of the tension coiling deep inside me.Professor Victor Graham. His name alone sent a shiver through me.I climbed the stairs to my apartment, my bag slung over my shoulder and my mind spinning. The air in the hallway was thick and stale, but when I opened my door and stepped inside, it felt no different. I dropped my bag by the door and kicked off my shoes; I wasn't even the one contemplating my movement.The silence of the apartment only amplified the storm inside me.I leaned against the wall, pressing a hand to my chest as I tried to steady my breathing. My skin was still flushed, heat radiating from my cheeks down to the hollow of my throat. My blouse clung to me in all the wr
Last Updated : 2024-11-22In My Professor's Arms Hiding my wildest feelings
The strange thing that happened the other time had been sitting in the back of my mind since that moment. I was trying my best to always not think about it, but I couldn’t let it go, and it made me feel the exact same way every time.The syllabus had clearly stated Professor Graham’s office hours. Every lecture was open to all students taking his course, no appointment necessary. But even at that, he was a very respected figure and considered a very strict, no-nonsense person by other students, so he was one of the least-visited professors in the school. But I had to, and this wasn’t even about class—it was for myself.I stood in front of my mirror, brushing my hair for what felt like the hundredth time. My heart was pounding so loudly I could hear it in my ears. The thin sweater I wore hugged my curves just enough without being too obvious. My jeans were fitted but not tight. Casual. Harmless.Except I didn’t feel harmless.I felt like I was walking straight into the lion’s den, and
Last Updated : 2024-11-22In My Professor's Arms Lily, My Temptress
(Victor's POV)The mornings felt colder lately, though it wasn’t the weather. The chill that had settled in my life had little to do with the seasons and everything to do with Emily.Our marriage had always been built on shared goals, mutual ambition, and the sense that we were moving forward together. But somewhere along the way, we moved from that to not having a real conversation in months.And the intimacy? That had disappeared when she left for the capital. Days turned to weeks, weeks to months, and it's been six months. That was how long it had been since we’d been together, in every sense of the word.I could still remember the last time. The last time we shared as a couple. The mechanical rhythm, the absence of passion, the way she had rolled over and gone straight to sleep afterward. Even before that? It was seventeen weeks. I know she's not to be fully blamed for it. As a career-inclined person, the hustle and bustle of her job is completely overwhelming.When she’d announce
Last Updated : 2024-11-22In My Professor's Arms spark in the rain
(Lily's POV) The rain started pouring suddenly, like the cloud couldn't hold it anymore; it didn't even leave a sign that it was going to happen. The water was dropping so heavily, and I stood drenched in the lobby, rainwater pooling around my feet as the storm outside seemed to seep into the very space around me, the sound of raindrops pounding against the roof and walls a deafening accompaniment to my own ragged breathing. The water around my feet was so cold that I was starting to shiver, and my legs, exposed to the cold rainwater, made my body give a cold shock response, which started to make me have goosebumps, and the heavier the rain gets, the colder its water is. The day was supposed to be quite a good day. But then there was him who is the actual determiner of it. In class today, he barely looked at me; his eyes kept scanning the whole room like i wasn't even there. "Lily, why does that even bother you?" I asked myself. His job is primarily to lecture us on philosop
Last Updated : 2024-12-04In My Professor's Arms Unexpected Visit(s)
(Lily's POV) The rain had finally stopped, but inside my tiny flat, a tempest of emotions had taken its place. Still wet, my clothes clung to me like a second skin, serving as a memory of the rainstorm that had brought Victor to my doorstep. His jacket, still with me, now hung over a chair, was a tangible piece of him in my space, its scent a cocktail of sandalwood and something uniquely Victor, stirring a forbidden warmth in me. I still do not know how he outrightly knew my house address, but that's even less of my worries right now. I made my way to the bathroom, showered, letting the hot water attempt to wash away the chill which I know wasn't just from the rain but from the intensity of Victor's gaze, the brief touch of his hand. Standing beneath the hot stream of water, every minute we spent together flashed through my mind. I recall his sparkling eyes, his gentle, caring hand on mine, and his breathtaking grin. I sat on the edge of my bed, wrapped in a robe, the quiet outside
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In My Professor's Arms The flame before the fire
(Lily's POV)Neither of us broke the kiss as it deepened, driving me crazy already.His lips molded against mine, moving slow at first to savor the taste, the heat, and the mere want simmering between us. The way his hands tightened at my waist, pulling me closer, and I went willingly, pressing against the hard lines of his body. It all makes me need it now more than ever.A small moan escaped me, and that was all it took.His restraint cracked.His grasp became tighter, his mouth more insistent, and he consumed me with the deliberateness of slow movements. His tongue danced along my lower lip, slid inside, and deepened the kiss, until my knees buckled.His fingers dug into my hips, possessive, guiding me against him until I could feel the solid warmth of his body pressing into mine. My head spun, my breath coming in short desperate gasps between each kiss, but I didn't want to stop.Couldn't stop.His hands wandered up my sides, teasing the edge of my blouse, fingertips grazing my sk
In My Professor's Arms The date
(Lily's POV)I stood outside his door, my heart pounding against my ribs, I don't know why it is, but it is.The evening air was crisp, carrying the scent of rain that had yet to fall.I glanced at my reflection in the dark window beside the door, smoothing a hand over my blouse as if it would steady the whirlwind inside me. "It's just dinner. Just a night to enjoy each other's company," I said to myself.Still, as I reached out to ring the bell, anticipation curled in my stomach.The door opened almost instantly, as if he'd been waiting.Here he is, Handsome Victor.He stood there, his face soft, warm. "Glad you're finally here" he said, his tone an invitation.I let you a quick, soft smile as the tension in my shoulders loosened.He stepped aside, and I went in, immediately enveloped by the inviting smell of something rich and savored. The air wasn't only warm because of the temperature but because of the silent atmosphere he had managed to create, it's impressive, cute of him.It
In My Professor's Arms The date proposal
(Lily's POV)The morning after finding out about Sophie felt lighter, as if the burden I didn't even realize was weighing heavy had been placed on the shelf. The sun which filtered in from my window felt a degree warmer, crisper the morning air. And with that minute salve on the wound within my mind still fluttered.I did all the usual things, but nothing felt quite right-it was like I was living in two worlds at once. One of me sat through lectures and took notes and went through the motions of a normal day. The other part? Well, that was consumed with one thought: Victor.I wasn't expecting to see him today, other than the usual classroom setting, but knowing he was going to be there made my heart race in a way I couldn't control.By the time I got to the lecture hall, my stomach was twisted in knots. Not from nerves—at least, that's what I told myself—but from the anticipation of seeing him again. I slid into my usual seat, forcing myself to focus as I set up my notebook.The room
In My Professor's Arms The sender
(Lily’s POV)The library was very quiet, and the only visible sounds were the hum of hushed conversations from a distance. I sat at a table my head resting on it, hands placed on my notebooks, my whole self coupled with my anger and frustration. My fingers tightened around that damn note, crumpling the edges as I stared at the floor, finding fortress in the space onlu.I've been trying to find a meaning to the note,the backing, the sender, it's all a question with no answer. I kept racking my brain, though there was something about it that felt hauntingly familiar. The feel of the paper, the way ink bled a little around the edges-it felt like something. I kept thinking and thinking.Then, in a rush, it came.Last week, Sophie and I had flipped through this little crummy souvenir guidebook in the student store, laughing at how ridiculously over-the-top dramatic it was. Its pages had had that same rough feel."Wait..was she really the one?" It came as a shock.A crawling sensation went
In My Professor's Arms Open secret
(Lily's POV)The morning sun felt like a spotlight on my secrets, filtering through the blinds to expose the turmoil beneath my skin. Every heartbeat was a drumroll leading to the moment I'd see Victor again, a mix of thrill and terror churning in my stomach. I dressed with an almost ritualistic care, as if my clothes could somehow protect me from the reality of what we'd done.In class, his voice sounded like a song that would be sung just for me; each philosophical point reminded me of our borrowed kiss. Our eyes met just for a second, but that was enough to send my pulse swinging out of control. Was it us he was thinking about, of the danger we thrust ourselves into?The lecture didn't hold my attention; rather, I entertained myself creating mental scenes about a world where our relationship was not something to be hidden. But then the waves would crash back, guilt, fear, and ill-desired come flooding back.As the class came to an end, I stayed behind. My heart seemed to pound agai
In My Professor's Arms A short escape
(Lily's POV)Going out of Victor's office was like entering another world, with that kiss still burning on my lips and now a secret that marked me. The campus was deathly silent and this served as the complete contrast to the storm that raged within me. Each step back to my apartment dragged like heavy chains around my ankles because of what we had done.Now, the solitude of my room would usually be comforting, but right now, it felt like a cage. I changed to try to wash off the day, but Victor's touch remained, a whisper on my skin. I sat before my desk, staring at the blur of books in front of me as my mind went over the kiss, his breath in my neck, the danger of us being too close.A buzz tore through the silence when my phone went off. Sophie sent a message, and to me, it was like being thrown a rope. Hey, come over? José and Davies are here, we're just hanging out.The last thing I wanted was to spend this with friends to whom I had to confess this horrible truth. But it somehow
In My Professor's Arms The Day
(Lily's POV)Innocent rays of morning sun lit through my window, like an accusation, into the secrets I had kept hidden within. My mind kept straying towards Victor and the kiss we shared later on, later with a meeting planned. My heart raced heavily, anticipation creating this heavy weight in my chest. I dressed carefully in a way that I had not bothered what I looked like in days; I chose clothes that felt like armor against the vulnerability I knew I'd face today-simple blouse, jeans that fit me just right, and boots that kept every other step grounded, though my heart was running nowhere near that speed.Breakfast matters very little; I could not even appreciate flavor in my tight-stomach condition. Every step to campus counted down toward seeing him again, having the conversation we both knew they needed to have but dreaded. Campus was alive with students, but to me, it was set up for the drama about to come.The topic of Victor's lesson was existentialism, the subject that mirro
In My Professor's Arms Echoes of a kiss
I jumped from the heart as the sound of its throbbing echoed in my world as it became a blur of sounds and colors. His eyes met mine, and suddenly, time stood still. I felt all: the excitement, the fear, and the impossible pull. It was as if the universe conspired for us to meet again, a cruel jest that left me breathless and aching.I quickly looked away. My legs began pushing me into a run. I hurried back to my apartment, even if my steps were quick and steady. Each step resembled trudge through water with agony from that brief encounter. All this was running in my mind like a broken tape- his face, his eyes, the way he looked at me. Was it surprise or something deeper-tension?I shut my door behind, so heavily so that the sound echoed within the still space. I leaned against it, my breath now racing, catching short gasps as I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to calm the frantic pounding of my heart. What was I supposed to do? Ignore it? Unless it happened? The kiss changed everyt
In My Professor's Arms Just like me
(Lily's POV)Answering the letters of the campus was loud as ever: shuffling feet of hurried students trying to make it to class, muffled sounds of friends gossiping and sometimes far-off shouting and cheering from a sports field. But every one of those sounds became an echo of my paranoia growing. All laughter seemed too knowing, all glances seemed a bit too long, and every whisper carried some hint of my secret-the secret kept inside me to torment me with a thousand fires.Victor.I felt my body tremble even at the thought of his name. It lay thumping within me, my heart, and it hasn't stopped since the very moment that changed almost everything. I passed through all that crowd filled with students, feeling like some spotlights were trained on me wherever I went, looking all around me for any telltale signs that someone knew. Did they notice how I looked at him? Probably even how he looked at me?By the time I'd reached the library, my nerves had gone absolutely. From the comforting
