She's my tutor.
The one with wide eyes that promise purity and a voice that trembles when she explains theorems.
I should focus on formulas.
Instead, I watch her lips part, imagining them gasping my name.
One session in that dim study room, our hands brush over a textbook.
Her breath hitches.
Mine turns ragged.
That's when I know-teaching me isn't what she came for anymore.
She fights it harder than I do.
Rigid duty etched in every denied glance, every inch she puts between us amid those towering shelves.
But her untouched hunger mirrors mine, a reckless craving that turns collaboration into collision.
I lean in during reviews, close enough our exhales tangle like foreplay.
She freezes, cheeks flushing, thighs shifting under the table.
"You're distracting me," she whispers, defiance cracking.
Good.
I want to shatter it all.
Rain lashes the dorm window one night, blurring the world outside.
We're alone, papers scattered, bodies drawn tight in the shadows.
Her fingers tremble on my arm, correcting an answer.
I catch her wrist.
Hold it.
The air thickens with what we've denied-her yielding that pristine control, me claiming the virgin fire she's hidden.
Our first touch isn't gentle.
It's desperate, mouths crashing, her nails digging as I press her against the stacks.
This can't end well.
Her reputation, that fragile shield she's built brick by academic brick, hangs on our silence.
One whisper of us, and her future crumbles-scandal staining every opportunity.
Mine too, but damn if her terror doesn't make me ache to ruin us both.
She pulls back sometimes, eyes wild with thrill and fear.
Tells herself it's just tutoring.
But when I growl how I'll be her first, her only, she melts.
How long before surrender wins?
Or before it destroys everything?
A full-length virgin first-time forbidden erotic romance featuring an obsessed student and his defiant virgin tutor.
