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Chapter Eleven

Thalina

"Thalina, what are you doing?" I've asked myself this question a thousand times since I left his office that day, yet I can't stop drowning in thoughts of him.

Every single time he stood there, lecturing, I tried to focus on his words, but all I could focus on was him. Just him.

My eyes kept drifting to that tantalizing outline in his pants. The way his body filled his clothes, how every muscle seemed to strain beneath his shirt- he had no idea how much control it took to sit there, and not lose it completely. How hard it was to not beg him to fuck me in the presence of the entire class.

The front row had now became my favorite place, though not for the reason it used to be.

Usually, I sat there to follow the lessons better, but now... now, it was so I could watch him up close. So I could see every movement, every twitch of his jaw, every flex of his hands, but most of all, so I could catch that perfect view of his bulge. That slight outline of his
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