She had never been the type of girl to crush on her teacher, but she was absolutely sure things would've been scrumptiously different if she had been one of Julian's students.
She hadn't thought it was possible for Julian to get any sexier in her eyes, but seeing him teach and being smart and all was just so unbelievably hot! His presence had always been compelling, but it was a thousand times more so the moment he started talking in front of his class.
Fleur didn't actually understand a word he was saying, but it didn't matter. She could listen and watch him lecture all day, and a quick look around her showed that all of his students also felt the same.
She loved how his tone and even his body language would subtly change whenever a student asked him a question he deemed worthy; there would be this hint of pleasure in his voice, and he had this unconscious mannerism of pushing his sleeves up to his elbows, which would then have all the girls in the room stare dreamily at the way the muscles in his arms would flex with his every move.
Fleur herself had a hard time taking her gaze off said muscles. Those muscles in his arms had to be illegal, with their ability to make a woman go crazy with lust, and oh, the things that it made her remember!
She squirmed in her seat and fought against the urge to fan her suddenly-hot face.
This was so, so not the time to think about sex, but...
She just could not help remembering how Julian's cock had remained semi-erect even after cumming for the first time in her mouth, and while it had stunned her at first, afterwards it had her insanely curious.
Fleur had read somewhere that only the most virile of men were supposedly capable of consecutive erections.
And her devilishly hot Russian, well...
He was definitely that, with how Julian's cock had instantly swelled the moment she started suckling anew, and that was also the time when Julian had put his arm muscles to work as he gripped her hair and started fucking her mouth even harder - so much harder than she thought herself capable of handling, that there was a second or two Fleur had difficulty breathing and was seriously terrified of passing out.
But then she had heard him groan in pleasure, and it was that sound, of all things, that had made her fear go away and imbue in Fleur a feminine thrill of power.
After that, she had sucked his cock like her life had depended on it, and oh, when she remembered how wonderfully guttural the sounds Julian had made when he finally came in her mouth for the second time...
Fleur squirmed in her seat yet again, but it did not make any difference.
Her mind was still lost in the memories, and this time all she could think of was the look on Julian's face as he watched her swallow his cum—-
Oh...shit.
Fleur quickly snapped her legs together, but it was no use. Her panties were already wet and growing wetter by the second, and all she could do now was try her very best not to moan.
Keep it together, Fleur!
You managed to stay a virgin for thirty-three years!
What was thirty minutes more?
Julian had just dismissed the class when Fleur came running, and his back hit the whiteboard behind him when Fleur threw herself at him. His arms automatically secured her in place, and so did her legs as they went around his waist.
A lot of his students were still around to witness this, but Julian didn't pay them any heed even as they cheered and wolf-whistled while taking photos and videos.
"Fleur?"
Her toes curled hard. She had been planning to tease him just a bit, but hearing him say her name with that Russian accent of his made any control she had left disappear.
Looking up at him, she whispered, "I think we've had enough foreplay the past few days..."
The words were completely unexpected, and Julian swore under his breath even as his cock swelled and throbbed a hell-fucking-yeah.
"So, if you don't mind..."
She cupped his face, and Julian felt like his soul had been captured as well.
"Can you please make me bleed with your cock, Professor Alexeyev?"
Chapter Thirteen
Lisa jumped in her seat when the door to the professor's suite suddenly burst open, and she rushed to her feet as soon as she saw that it was the professor who had arrived, along with the beautiful and intimidatingly posh heiress that he was currently dating.
Fleur couldn't stop herself from laughing even as she struggled to catch her breath, with both of them having run all the way back to Julian's faculty building.
"Professor? Is there anything I can help you with?" Lisa was already reaching for the phone as she spoke, in case she needed to call 911. The expression on her boss' face was undeniably fierce, and the tension between the two was unmistakable. If this turned out to be a case of domestic violence, Lisa thought worriedly, she needed to be brave—-