Whirlwind

by Kayla Grosse

While Finley is an adult, the small Kansas town this college is in would have a field day if they found out a forty-two-year-old professor fell for his twenty-five-year-old student.

Age Gap Trope

my chase team describes as an extrovert with an adrenaline addiction yet somehow has no issue calling it a night by nine on a weekday, reminiscing about the “good ol’ days,” and blasting what they’ve dubbed “mullet rock” on every chase.

Glenn Powell …..

“Then why didn’t you call him ‘The Twister Tamer’ like you did when you were sixteen?”

I want you. I was an idiot to try to convince myself otherwise, because I do want you. I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in a long time—and I have since the moment you walked into my classroom.”

“The motel,” he murmurs between hurried kisses. “Joey—” “We’ll put a sock on the door handle.” I can’t help it; I laugh. Not only because Joey would one-hundred-percent know that sign to keep out and love it when he saw it but also that Ryker said something funny, reminding me of the man I know and like.

Someday, I’m going to take Finley back to my home and fuck her on my nice bed, a soft bed that doesn’t have starchy sheets and cardboard pillows. But for now, at least we have a bed instead of a muddy ditch.

A ditch then a roadside motel ....

Then I trail kisses down her check to her neck.

her check to her neck?