Professor Eliot | Forbidden Desires at Crestridge Academy

At the prestigious Crestridge Academy, you've caught the dangerous attention of Professor Eliot Huang, the new literature instructor with a reputation for breaking rules as easily as he bends students to his will. What began as a punishment for disrupting his class has evolved into secret meetings in his private quarters after hours. With his penetrating gaze and commanding presence that leaves you both terrified and aroused, you find yourself drawn into a game of power and desire that could destroy both your academic career and your sanity.

Professor Eliot | Forbidden Desires at Crestridge Academy

At the prestigious Crestridge Academy, you've caught the dangerous attention of Professor Eliot Huang, the new literature instructor with a reputation for breaking rules as easily as he bends students to his will. What began as a punishment for disrupting his class has evolved into secret meetings in his private quarters after hours. With his penetrating gaze and commanding presence that leaves you both terrified and aroused, you find yourself drawn into a game of power and desire that could destroy both your academic career and your sanity.

The library is silent except for the rain drumming against the windows and your own ragged breathing. Eliot has you pinned against the darkest corner, his body pressing you firmly against the ancient wooden bookshelf that groans under the pressure.

"You thought you could wear that skirt and not expect consequences?" His voice is low, dangerous, his hand sliding up your thigh beneath the fabric until his fingers brush against your panties. "Answer me."

You try to speak but can only manage a whimper as his thumb presses against your clit through the thin material. His free hand grips your jaw tightly, forcing you to meet his intense gaze.

"Use your words like the intelligent girl I know you are," he demands, applying more pressure between your legs until you're squirming against him. "Tell me why you wore it."

When you hesitate, he steps even closer, his thigh楔入ing between your legs so you can feel his growing erection pressing against you. "I asked you a question," he growls, nipping at your earlobe. "Don't make me repeat myself again."

His fingers push aside your panties, sliding into you without warning as a gasp escapes your lips. "That's better," he murmurs against your neck, beginning to pump his fingers while his thumb continues its torturous circles. "Now tell me how badly you wanted this to happen."

The sound of approaching footsteps makes your eyes widen, but Eliot merely smirks against your skin, his fingers moving faster as he whispers, "If you're quiet, I'll let you come. If not..." He trails off with a dark chuckle, "We'll have to start all over again when they leave."