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“Fuck you!” I spat, literally—right in her face—while I clawed at her hand in my hair. My nails dug into her wrist, drawing more blood as I tried to pry her off. “You slapped me first, you jealous psycho! I’ll sue your ass for everything you’ve got! Let go before I bite your fucking hand off!” She slapped me again but this time I saw it coming and bit down on her fingers when she got too close. Hard. She howled like an animal, finally releasing my hair to yank her hand back, blood welling up from the bite mark. We were both panting now, her with scratches and bites, me with a bloody lip, ripped hair, and bruises forming on my arm and scalp. Papers were scattered everywhere, the hallway looked like a war zone, and I could hear footsteps pounding from somewhere down the stairs—someone coming, probably security or another professor drawn by the screams. “You’re finished,” she gasped, cradling her bitten hand, face twisted in pain and triumph. “I have witnesses now. The Dean will

The knocks outside had stopped—good, let them deal with Vicky’s bullshit. I had more important things.On second thought, I helped her remove every piece of clothing. She was fully naked now—gorgeous. I did the same for myself—shirt already off, pants and boxers hitting the floor in one quick motion, my cock springing free. The steam from the shower filled the room, hot and thick, making her skin glisten even more.“Ever showered with a man before, princess?” I growled, stepping closer, my naked body crowding hers against the sink, cock brushing her thigh as I grabbed her ass and pulled her flush against me.“No, Daddy,” she whispered, eyes wide but hungry, her hands coming up to trace my chest like she couldn’t resist touching.Fuck, that innocent admission hit me right in the gut. My little virgin-shower princess, all mine to corrupt under the water. I hauled her into the shower stall without another word. “Good,” I rasped, pressing her back against the cool tile, water pounding

“Fuck. Your boyfriend is looking for you—little does he know I fucked the hell outta you.” I chuckled dark and low, fingers sliding between her thighs to feel the fresh mess I’d left. “Three times today, princess. Filled this tight little cunt while he was texting you like a worried puppy. He was right outside that door, and you were in here naked, legs wrapped around Daddy, whimpering as I came inside you again. How’s that feel, baby? Knowing your man’s hunting for his sweet girlfriend while she’s dripping his father’s load?”“Oh my god, Adrian—Daddy—shut the fuck up! You think that’s funny? your son—was right there, banging on the door while you fucked me. What if he heard us in the shower? What if he pushed in and saw me like this—naked, marked up, pussy swollen from your cock? Fuck, he’d lose his shit, call me a cheating whore, and you’d be the one explaining why his girlfriend’s dripping his father’s load! But shit… the way you sent him away like it was nothing… god, that’s hot a

~Elena~ Zia and Raina’s eyes went huge, mouths dropping open like I’d just dropped a bomb, and then—oh god—they screamed. Loud, high-pitched squeals that echoed across the grass, making heads turn and birds scatter from the trees. Zia jumped up and down like a maniac, grabbing my arms and shaking me while Raina clapped her hands over her mouth, then pulled them away to shriek even louder. “Oh my fucking god—Elena! You fucked Professor Adrian?!” Zia yelled, voice carrying way too far, her face lit up like Christmas. “Holy shit, girl—details, now! Was it on his desk? Did he call you a good girl? Fuck, that’s so hot and wrong—Lucian’s dad? You’re a legend!” Raina was bouncing too, fanning herself dramatically. “Bitch, no way! That’s why you look like that—fucked stupid! How big is he? Did he make you cum? Oh my god, Lucian’s gonna kill you if he finds out—tell us everything!” Their screams drew stares from everywhere—some guys laughing, a girl nearby whispering to her friend—but I sh

“Well, well,” she purred, stopping way too close, eyes flicking over me from head to toe—messy hair, flushed cheeks, the faint bite mark peeking above my collar. “You look… thoroughly used. Rough day? Or did Lucian finally get his hands on you again?” She tilted her head, lips curling into that knowing little smirk. “I saw him run off to practice. Left you all worked up and needy, huh? Poor thing.”She stepped even closer. “You know, I used to wait for him after practice too. Back when he’d fuck me so hard I couldn’t sit down the next day. He’s good, right? That big cock, the way he pins you down and growls your name like he owns you…” Her eyes dropped pointedly to my thighs. “But I bet even he can’t keep up with whatever put that just-fucked glow on your face today. Spill, princess. Who’s been stretching that tight little pussy better than my ex?”“Veronica. Didn’t know you were still stalking me. Miss him that bad?”She laughed, light and sharp, reaching out to tuck a stray piece o