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2024-10-29 19:42:56Luke could not help but grin silly. Of course, he could not continue being silly. So he forced himself to calm down.
“Just breath calmly. There is nothing in this place that is going to hurt you. My voice will take you to the place you want to go,” he said calmly and softly. It was so unlike the thoughts that were running inside his head.
The girl breathed and listened to the voice of that young man. She felt his hands rubbing her back down. When two fingers touched her skin longer, Shane shuddered suddenly. She felt she could not control it, and an involuntary moan came out of her mouth.
She covered her mouth in embarrassment and hurriedly says, “I’m sorry, teacher! I didn’t mean to… maybe that’s not a good idea. Let’s just go back to studying, please…” Shana was really embarrassed. She kept on cursing herself for acting stupid.
Shana could not let her tutor think that she was fooling around and not serious with learning. She could not afford for him to look down on her and treat her like a dumb bimbo. Having a tutor was her only chance.
Luke was surprised when he noticed that she was basically pleading with him.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” She kept repeating as if she was terrified.
Luke smiled awkwardly. A wince of pain escaped Luke’s face as he desperately tried to hide his discomfort in the lower half of his body. He hurriedly pulled down the hem of his shirt to cover it.
His action caught Shana’s attention, of course. She went over to see what was happening and understood, only to laugh mischievously.
“You’re having trouble with that, teacher,” Her gaze pointed at his pants.
Shame came to Luke’s face. His face turned red with a touch of anger.
“Don’t laugh! This is your fault. Now I won’t be able to help you study,” Luke playfully glared as he covered his embarrassment before hurriedly adding, “This is normal, okay? I am growing man after all.”
But it was really embarrassing for him. Luke decided to give up dealing with Shana that day.
He knew that it was partially his fault too. After all, he was basically taking advantage of the opportunity to get close to her.
His intention from the moment he stepped inside her apartment was never pure. Because of this as well, it was really impossible for him to just pretend that he was not affected by small sexy actions from her.
Shana was his dream girl, through and through. Despite his unclean intentions, Luke still genuinely wanted to help her with her studies.
The young woman smiled a little. But when she saw Luke stoop up and started gathering his things, she felt the fear of losing again the opportunity to improve her studies. Not to mention he now have a terrible impression of her!
She reached out to his arm and hugged it with all her might. He was not a short or thin guy, and Shana felt like she was hugging wood.
“Don’t go, please!” Shana said hurriedly.
Her action was not really helping him calm down. Luke looked at her and stopped his hands, still trying to hide his package.
Shana bit her lower lip, and she could not help but glance at his discomfort, “No need to go! I will help you. Just do go…”
“What?!” Luke yelled, his eyes so large with disbelief.
Shana nodded while looking at him seriously.
Am I dreaming? Or I started hallucinated because I’m too horny?Luke’s heart jumped in his chest, and his hands began to tremble. Hearing her say that, any attempt to control his raging heat became useless.
Shana nodded her head. She was looking at him with determination.
Being unable to utter words, he simply let her pull his arm, guiding him to god knows where inside the house.
“This… Shana, you don’t really need to do this,” Luke said forcefully. He could not help but feel a pang of guilt wash over him. With this, he also realized that Shana was completely serious with her studies.
“No. Don’t worry. I want you to feel better, teacher. Don’t be shy,” The girl said while looking at him and with a serious expression that Luke had never seen.
With Shana looking like this, Luke found her even more attractive. Painfully attractive.
Crap! Get a grip, Luke! Don’t embarrass yourself further!He yelled to himself as he held back the idea of pouncing at her.
Nevertheless, Luke felt like in clouds. Him, being not the most handsome man in Uni, would soon have an intimate moment with Shana, one of the hottest girls around. Not to mention him being in love with her.
It’s gonna be the best day ever.Luke said as he looked at Shana with anticipation.
While Luke was thinking of possibilities, Shana was busy dragging him somewhere. Luke was looking forward to seeing her room.
“Teacher, don’t worry. We will there soon, and you will feel better quickly,” Shana assured as they continued to walk. It was painfully slow for Luke, but it was fine.
Quick? No… No… I don’t like quick with you. I can do it longer,He wanted to complain, but the girl’s next words almost made him cry.
“Okay, teacher, you can cool down after a shower,” She said before opening the bathroom and pushed him inside of it.
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