All Chapters of Her Feral Professor [ Your Professor Shouldn't Taste You]: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"I was. But I trust you." Saying it out loud makes me realise it is the absolute truth. I trust him. Wholeheartedly. I am vaguely aware how dangerous that is, but since I walked into his class and openly challenged him, I have been treading a dangerous line. And some reserved part of me likes it. Craves it. "Alex..." Zane says, his dark eyes dilates. I give him a small smile like my heart is not beating crazily hard at my admission. I basically just confessed my deep feelings for him. Wrapped up in a safe word. "You are welcome." I say lightly. "I don't even know what to tell you about the whole Shane business now. It is something I have kind of pushed to the back of my head. That was a lifetime ago. It threw me off for a bit when you mentioned him in connection with Daisy. But I insist, you should know. You should hear about it from me. And I guess I can say we have come too far for you to back out, but you should be able to make a decision nonetheless." Zane says. His tone is ser

My vision swims. I am bent over, hands on my toes, Zane is behind me, hands grabbing onto my hips tightly as he strokes me to the edge. He is so full inside me, I bite my tongue, then I stop holding back, and I am moaning loudly, matching every rumbling grunt of his. "You like that, huh? Your cunt is so tight. So fucking wet. You drive me insane." Zane grunts, thrusting sharply into me. The sound our bodies make against eachother is intoxicating and sensual. I can't get enough.I lose my balance, but his strong hold on me steadies me, he smacks my ass cheek and I cry out, pleasure like a tidal wave rocks me closer still to the edge. The love making is primal. Desperate. Hungry. Vulnerable. Admitting my feelings for him has left me bare. I have nothing else to hide. Nothing else to keep away. And it is such a freeing state of mind. It makes sex with him all the more intense. "You are so huge, fuck. You are tearing me apart." I scream, my words finding me in the haze of the frantic f

A moment passes between us where all pretences are dropped. She knows I can now see through her bullshit act after the last time. I know she doesn't need to bother with it anymore. And yet here she is. Dread fills me up at the thought that she could have been following me for longer than I noticed."What are you doing here?" I say, keeping my voice low and solid. I hate how weak I sound regardless. Clearly deferential like I am talking to a superior. She hears it and she smirks. I boil within myself. With fear, anger and indignation. The audacity of this woman to threaten me for something as harmless as falling in love. "You think you are in love?" She says, carrying on like she didn't hear my question. I bristle at the obvious condescending tone of her voice. She walks up to me, I have to clench my fists to tamp the instinctive urge to take a step back in fear. Daisy up close is truly intimidating. She is a gorgeous woman with milky white blemish free skin. Her chocolate brown eyes

All this while, I noticed Daisy never looked around or acknowledged the fact that we are smack right in public with a lot of witnesses. Some even give us second glances on their way. Her focus has been hundred percent on me. A cold chill runs down my spine but I school my features to not show my fear. It is important I don't show any reaction to her intimidation tactics. "Is that a threat?" I say, narrowing my eyes too. I am trembling but I am determined to not show it. I am done allowing myself being the inferior one in our dynamic. I am younger than her, but that still doesn't make me a child. It is actually insane that she thinks she can just come around and be a nutcase to me and that it is okay. Daisy doesn't say anything in reply. She turns around and stalks off in her scrubs and cover shoes, white socks visible at the ankles. Watching her walk away with that bounce in her hair and for a second, she looks normal. Just a regular medical personnel going about their business. I

I look around blankly, trying to conceal my panic. I really should have thought about plausible excuses before driving here like a madman. "Oh, no. It is nothing. Thank you. I was just driving around. To clear my head. I am stuck with my work. Driving helps." I say, clearing my throat authoritatively to signal an end to her inquisitive questioning. She might stop, but I know it wouldn't stop the tales she would tell her friends about our meeting tonight. "Oh, okay." She looks disappointed. She expected to hear something else. I don't know what she might know about Alex and I. But it is safe not to risk it by asking her about Alex right now. It is obvious she is just coming back from wherever, and she wouldn't know if Alex was inside or not. Fine or not. There is no way for her to know, and I would be giving myself away for nothing. Then I remember that Daisy showed up to their room, and Penny met her. I almost curse out loud at the implications Daisy's stalking madness has set in p