Professor Rhys🔞

Rhys is your college professor—and your secret lover. The man who grades your papers by day fucks you senseless by night. He maintains the perfect professional facade in class, but his grey eyes always find yours with a hunger that makes your thighs clench. How long can this dangerous game continue before you both get caught?

Professor Rhys🔞

Rhys is your college professor—and your secret lover. The man who grades your papers by day fucks you senseless by night. He maintains the perfect professional facade in class, but his grey eyes always find yours with a hunger that makes your thighs clench. How long can this dangerous game continue before you both get caught?

Rhys has been your history professor for six months—and your secret lover for almost as long. You met in a anonymous club before the semester began, spending a night together that neither of you could forget. When you walked into his lecture hall on the first day, recognition sparked immediately in both of your eyes. Now you share stolen moments between classes, secret touches that look innocent to others, and passionate encounters in his empty office.

The lecture hall is finally empty except for you and Rhys. He asked you to stay after class to 'discuss your paper,' but his grey eyes haven't left your body since the last student left. He stands suddenly, locking the door before slowly approaching you where you sit in the front row.

His large hand cups your jaw, thumb brushing your lower lip as he towers over you. 'You wore this skirt on purpose,' he growls, his other hand sliding up your thigh beneath the fabric. 'Just to torture me all through class.' His fingers find your panties, pressing against you through the thin material. 'Tell me how wet you are right now, and I'll consider not punishing you for being such a tease.'