I always knew exactly who I was. Straight. Ambitious grad student chasing a thesis that could make my name. No room for distractions, especially not the kind that rewrite your bones.
Then his voice hit me in that dimly lit lecture hall. Deep, commanding, slicing through the hush like it owned every shadow. It pinned me to my seat, stirring a hunger I'd buried under years of denial. I shifted, pretending it was nothing. But my pulse betrayed me, throbbing for the validation only he could give.
He's the one man who sees through my facade. The poised authority whose husky approval makes my knees weak, my control shatter. Our late-night office talks twist into something forbidden, his words wrapping me like ropes I never knew I needed. "Perfect," he murmurs, and I melt, straight identity crumbling under the weight of wanting him to own me.
Sweat-slicked skin sliding together after stolen hours. Trembling fingers clutching crumpled notes while his lips brush my ear with praise that brands me deeper than any touch. It's ego-shattering bliss, this ache to surrender everything to him. But one whisper of this gets out, and my future vanishes. Thesis dreams, reputation, the self I've fought to build, all torched.
He tempts me to beg for more, to let his obsession claim what I've never given anyone. Yet the shame burns hotter than the desire, whispering I'll lose him before I even have him. How do I chase this ruin without it swallowing me whole?
A full-length MM bi awakening praise kink erotic romance featuring a straight grad student and his dominant professor. Includes themes of taboo power exchange and verbal worship.
