Her Anatomy | DAERIN

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Danielle continued to glare at the brunette who stood by the sink, washing her hands. The silence between them was unbearable, but Haerin knew that as soon as she opened her mouth, the older woman would have something sarcastic or nasty to say to her.

Instead, Haerin looked her lecturer up and down, admiring her tight pants that clung to her toned legs, leaving the rest to her imagination of what was underneath. The brunette couldn't help but think of how attractive Danielle was. She literally had the looks of a model without being super skinny. It was just a shame her personality stunk.

Danielle cleared her throat, breaking the brunette from her thoughts, causing Haerin's cheeks to flush slightly as she dried off her hands with the hand towels.

"Are you done eye-fucking me?" Danielle asked bluntly, causing Haerin's eyes to nearly pop out of her head. The brunette gulped, looking over at the older woman who stood with her arms folded, slowly taking steps towards her.

"I... I-I wasn't eye... doing that," Haerin replied, embarrassed she had been caught out, and even more embarrassed to say the words to her personal tutor who was now leaning against the sink beside her, causing Haerin's heart to race with the close proximity.

Danielle bit her lip as she stepped closer to the brunette, reaching up to push Haerin's brown strand of hair behind her ear, as she could see her touch was causing the younger woman's breathing to increase. As Haerin closed her eyes for a few seconds, she gulped, feeling Danielle's fingertips on her face. She knew this was wrong, and as much as she hated the older woman, she equally felt the same attraction towards her.

"You smell like a fucking brewery, do you know that, Haerin?" Danielle asked, her hand now resting on Haerin's hip, causing the brunette to look down.

"You are testing my patience," Danielle almost growled in a low, seductive tone as she leaned forward, her hot breath now against Haerin's neck, causing her to breathe out heavily as she gripped onto the sink. Her nausea had settled, and now she just felt extremely turned on by Danielle's light touching and close contact.

"Skipping my classes, turning up late, and now running out of class because you are hungover," Danielle snapped as her hand squeezed Haerin's hip, pulling her close. Her perfectly white teeth had taken the brunette's earlobe between them, causing Haerin to let out a quiet moan.

"If we weren't in a public restroom right now, I would spank you," Danielle growled as she bit down on Haerin's skin, causing her to moan as the younger woman's hands landed on Danielle's shoulders for support.

Haerin could feel her body ache to be touched as Danielle's hot breath continued to tease at her neck. She knew this was so wrong; the older woman was her lecturer and a complete pain in the ass. But right now, all she could think about was how wet her underwear had become with the minimal contact between them.

Before Haerin could even begin to enjoy what was happening, Danielle had stepped back, and her hand dropped from the brunette, causing Haerin to frown as she looked over at the older woman who was backing away, slowly regaining her composure.

"I need to get back to class," Danielle said simply, her dark brown eyes locking with Haerin's. The brunette wanted to say something, anything, to suggest they discuss what happened or even just talk. But judging by Danielle's distant body language, perhaps the older woman had just forgotten who she was for a moment. Haerin could feel her heart sink as she knew what was coming next.

"I suggest you go home and rest, drink plenty of fluids, and I'll see you in my lecture tomorrow," Danielle said, surprisingly in a soft tone which caught the brunette by surprise as she stared at her lecturer, who raised an eyebrow, looking for some sort of reply.