Obsessed (Professor Hunter, #1)

by Ivy Smoak

But it was hard to forget that for just a moment, while she was in my arms, it had been easier to breathe.

When my eyes scanned the room, all the air left my lungs. There she was. Sitting in the back row of my classroom right next to a window. She was staring out the window, not even listening to me. The sun shining through the window made her hair even brighter. It practically shimmered, drawing all my attention to her.

"Unfortunately, you'll need another of me for my thoughts,” she said and quickly sat back down.

But the wet tank top. The way she said my name. The way she looked at me. It was too fucking much. So I had thought about her when I wrapped my hand around my stiff cock. I pictured her lips around me. Her moaning Professor Hunter over and over again. It was wrong. I knew that. Yet I came faster than I’d like to admit.

Penny stared at me with her flushed cheeks one more time I was going to fucking cum in my pants.

“You'll have to trust that I have some pennies in here." It was a lie. I didn’t have any pennies. She was the only Penny I wanted.

"I went for a walk in the rain with a stranger I met at a coffee shop."

I was losing control. And if there was one thing I knew about myself, I had a hard time getting that control back once I forfeited it.

It was a bad idea. But sometimes bad things felt really good.

"I told you to stop thinking about me,” I said. My breathing was heavy. There was no possibility of turning back. I pressed my body even more firmly against hers, knowing she could feel what she was doing to me. I was hard as a rock for her. She’d been teasing me for weeks. I wanted her to know what she caused. And she didn’t back down at all. "I can't possibly." I glanced at her swollen lips. "You're infuriating, Penny.” What am I going to do with you? She stared at me with all the conviction in the world. "Then punish me, Professor Hunter."

One day she’d want someone sweet and kind. But right now she was naked in my office. She may have been a good girl. But she wanted to be bad. And I could give her bad all day. It was all I knew.

Life was more fun when you didn’t want to jump out the window of your high rise.

“Then tell her the truth about your past. Tell her everything. Give her the chance to show you she trusts you too. That’s what a relationship is.”

And when you lived a life in the dark, it was really fucking easy to fall in love with the light.

"I like piña coladas and getting caught in the rain. And the feel of the ocean and the taste of champagne."

So sweet and innocent, but tougher than I was giving her credit for.

How could it be so easy to breathe around her one moment, and the next it felt like I was suffocating?

I promise not to make you feel worthless. And I'll try not to act like an asshole."

"This is when you look the most beautiful. When your hair is mussed up, your cheeks are pink, and you're wearing one of my shirts."

Once you make a deal with the devil…you can’t escape the darkness.