“Jesus Christ.”
I whisper to myself while standing in line at a coffee shop. Could she have been any more obvious? Does she honestly think she can just fuck the professor and get ahead? She seems so young, how can she possibly have that much confidence with an older man—
Daddy issues, perhaps?
Fuck, that’s sexy.
I’m trying to resist the thought of taking Evelyn up to my office and fucking her hard against my desk. It’s incredibly cliche, but that’s what makes it so appealing. Her mind is so fresh, her body so soft and perky. I know I could get any woman I wanted, but this one could be fun, and risky.
Focus on the task at hand, Logan.Fuck. I’ve got to concentrate on this course and having to deal with Sean. I really don’t need a sexy lady distracting me.
As I stand in line I try to replace the thought of Evelyn with my most recent conquests.
Last week, it was an older woman, a sex therapist I think she said she was. She was experienced and had no problem asking for what she wanted. She moaned loudly as I fucked her in the shower, later asking me to stick my finger inside her ass just before she came.
This woman didn’t want any other attachments, and that worked for me. I feel my dick twitch in my pants. Fuck. Maybe there isn’t any time left for coffee.