His Forbidden Model: The Professor's Obsession

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glancing down at the list, "you

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y. At least

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stration than stand awkwardly in front of a professor who

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faded from his express

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I spent the night before resumptio

, Professor," I said stiffly, forcing my voice back under c

hen he scoffed quietly under his breath. "You do

u multiple ti

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ollarbone, near the base of his throat.

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ds in his shirt, my mouth against his neck. Hi

u're the stranger from

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around myself, trying to

ave to worry. This can stay between

ed. Of

"You're a professor. If this gets

on barely ch

hair, the movement alone s

n elsewhere," he said calmly.

gaze dropping briefly to the sch

a scholarship student from a poor backg

tightened instantly, humiliation burning inside me beca

ked. "I'm guessing you w

n us. "I want you to model for me, for a private art