My heart stops.
I’m half-naked on Dr. Kane’s desk, legs spread, p***y dripping onto the wood, her fingers still in my mouth. The knock comes again—firm, male.
“Come in,” she calls, voice perfectly calm.
The door opens. A tall guy I recognize from class—broad shoulders, messy dark hair, cocky grin—steps inside and locks the door behind him without being told. His eyes land on me and widen with raw hunger.
“f**k, Professor. You weren’t kidding.”
“Meet Ava,” Dr. Kane says, pinching my n****e hard enough to make me yelp. “Our little cheater. She’s here for tutoring. Ava, this is Marcus. He’s going to watch tonight… and maybe join later if you behave.”
I try to cover myself, but she slaps my hands away.
“Don’t you dare hide those t**s. They’re the main event.”
Marcus leans against the w
