Taking My Professor

My professor stopped pretending it was an accident.

Nora Keller is forty-three, all silk blouses and rationed praise until the office door locks... then she comes apart in my hands. She takes me bare, every time. No barrier, no excuse. She tells me not to pull out, to leave it in, to give her the thing she only ever dared write in a book under a fake name.

A woman with tenure on the line and everything to lose. She knows the risk. She wants it anyway.

She wrote the ending first. Now she wants her story made real. And the book that started all of this is about to be published.

A fully explicit age gap breeding erotic romance novella. 

Part 2 of 3.