My Professor: The Full Story

I tested into Professor Keller's seminar to learn how to write. I didn't expect to find her secret on a drive she lent me... a filthy, brilliant older-woman/younger-man novel under a name that wasn't hers, with a student in it who was clearly me.

She's forty-three, up for tenure, composed as a locked door. I'm twenty. And I'd already read the ending she was too afraid to write.

So I gave it to her. Behind the locked office door. In her bed with the world shut out. Anywhere she stopped pretending it was an accident. She takes me bare, every time, and tells me not to pull out.

Then she finds my fingerprints in her margins and realizes I always knew she'd been writing me. And instead of ending it, she pulls me deeper.

Then she hands me a marked calendar and tells me which days count.

Two years she spent writing the ending she was too scared to live. Now she wants it in her body: cycle-timed, on the floor of her own office, the last chapter open above her head. When the test comes back, she doesn't run. She names herself, keeps me, and carries what we made.

She wrote how this ends. I'm the one who made it true.

Reading, Taking, and Breeding My Professor — the complete trilogy in one volume.

Over 81k words.

Fully explicit age gap breeding erotic romance.