Teach Me (Extracurricular Activities, #4)

by Neve Wilder

This was exactly the kind of release I needed. Raw, intense pleasure without any strings attached.

I was not a man who would stick his cock through a glory hole for a stranger to suck. I was not a man who threw caution to the wind or who succumbed to blind impulse. Until I was.

Mr. Mystery: I enjoyed it, too. Mr. Mystery: I would be open to continuing on occasion if you are.

I was rooting for him, invested in him, and reluctantly (or perhaps not so reluctantly) attracted to him. I wouldn’t be the first teacher attracted to a student, I was sure.

“I apologize for the ‘fuck you.’ It was unwarranted.” “I believe you. I hope you believe me, too. And if I’d had even the smallest suspicion that I was…” “Getting blown by your student?” “Yes, thank you, Cameron.”

It was easy. So fucking easy that it made me regret the time I’d wasted by pushing him away in the beginning.

“Everyone’s a little fucked-up. Personally, I’ve always thought there were two nonnegotiable truths in life: no one gets out alive, and no one comes into adulthood without a few broken parts.”