Arielle
It felt like the weekend was over before it started and on Monday, I requested to be dropped off at home so that I could put my stuff away, but also, I just didn't want to deal with the possible implications if Isabelle and I were seen arriving together on campus.
I had to inform my parents that I would be out late tonight as well, as I had agreed to meet Trey after class to do whatever it was that we needed to do. My father was not at all happy about this and I received another lecture from him as I was preparing for class.
I arrived on campus with some time to spare, so I met up with Celine first to update her on the situation for tonight. It was difficult to explain what was going on since I really didn't know myself. My classes went by smoothly as I avoided thinking about what I was really doing by involving myself with the gang. What served as a slight peace of mind was that from the weeks that I had known Trey, I knew that he was one to always keep his word and that the respect he received from the other members was well-deserved, so it was safer to stick with him than any alternative. However, the last close call with the police had had me shaken. My actions had been completely my choice and even if they had been caught, I trusted that he wouldn't have gotten me involved. I supposed that this was what the other boys were saying about gang loyalty.
As I made my way to my criminal justice seminar this afternoon, I found myself smiling widely, despite feeling my heart race in nervousness. I knocked on the door thrice as I was still half an hour early and walked in. "Good afternoon, Professor."
She was sitting at her desk, staring at her paperwork in frustration, but looked up at the sound of my voice and gave me a small smile. "Nice to see you, Miss Reagan. Please lock the door behind you. I do not wish to be disturbed until class."
My smile faltered as I turned around in embarrassment. "Oh! I'm sorry, I can leave-"
A hand grabbed my elbow firmly, yanking me backwards. I yelped in surprise as I lost my balance and felt into strong arms. Her familiar scent surrounded me and caused me to involuntarily relax. "You misunderstood me, Miss Reagan." I shivered as her breath caressed my ear. "I want you to lock the door, so that there will be no disturbances in our time together."
My face flushed red and my knees began to feel weak. I just could not explain the effect that she had on me. Never in my eighteen years had anyone made me feel like this. She smirked, as if she could read my mind, and reached past me to lock the door before pulling on my wrist and leading me over to her desk.
She sat down in her comfy office chair first before pulling me onto her lap. Unlike previous times, I did not try to resist, but simply glanced up at her shyly. Pushing my hair back from my face, she whispered in my ear while her other hand held my waist. "I'm assuming that you completed your assignment like a good girl?" I nodded, daring to meet her eyes once she pulled back. "Use your words, Miss Reagan."
"Yes, Professor." I whispered. "You watched me do it." I added.
She smirked. "I know." Before I could speak again, she began to lay featherlight kisses down my neck and collarbone, making me shiver.
"Is-Is-Isabelle!" I gasped quietly.
"So responsive..." She murmured in between kisses. "Maybe I ought to reward you for being a good girl, hm?"
I froze at the thought and after several moments, she stopped and lifted my chin to meet my eyes. "I'm sorry, was that too much?"
She looked at me apologetically and I stayed silent for several moments as her face fell. Finally, I forced myself to speak and the tone of my response surprised even me. "Maybe you should." I whispered confidently as I brought my lips up to meet hers.
She was surprised, but kissed me back almost instantly. One of her hands wove itself into my hair and she used it to bring me deeper into the kiss. Her other hand began to slide underneath my shirt and the feeling was electrifying. I was surprised that I was able to keep up, being new to all of this, but it just felt so right.
I gasped into the kiss when I felt her hand suddenly grab my right breast and squeeze gently, providing her the perfect opportunity to push her tongue into my mouth. My eyes widened and I began to pull back in embarrassment. "I-I don't know how-"
She shushed me and connected our lips again, prying mine open with her tongue. She pushed her way in as if she owned the place and I tried to mirror her movements. Her thumb began to rub small circles over my nipple through my bra and it sent jolts down under. The sensations were almost overwhelming as I whimpered lightly into her mouth.
Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door, once, then twice. Isabelle growled loudly in frustration as she pulled herself from me, opening her mouth, no doubt to yell at whoever was behind the door, until I shook my head and pointed at the time display on her laptop.
1:27 pm.
She sighed loudly and lifted me off of her as if I weighed nothing. She stood up after me and examined me before reaching over to rub a lipstick stain off of my neck. I blushed bright red and she smirked. "I know I'm good, but try not to show it on your face."
My eyes widened as I sat down my seat in embarrassment. "Oh, and fix your hair."
I combed through my hair with my fingers as she went to unlock the door. The shade of red that my face had become could match my flaming hair by now. I heard her apologizing to the line of students that had formed outside and explain that she had the doors locked because she was privately tutoring a student with permission from the head of department.
Everyone seemed to accept that, except for a certain brunette who shot me a smirk as she entered the room and sat down next to me. I rolled my eyes at Mira, and lowered my head to allow time for my cheeks to return to a normal colour. "Alright, class. I presume that everyone has completed their assignments. I have created a submission box on the department website. Please take two minutes to submit your work.
Everyone immediately got busy on their laptops. I logged onto mine and submitted the assignment. As I was about to log out, a message appeared onto the screen.
Kayla: we need to talk.
I quickly looked around to see if Isabelle was watching before quickly typing a response.
You know I'm in class, Kay. Is it an emergency?
I quickly minimized the tab and made sure to turn off the sound for notifications. Isabelle walked over and sat down beside me before beginning to address the class. As she set up the PowerPoint for today's lesson, another message from Kayla popped up.
Not exactly. But it's stuff that you'll want to know for tonight. Chase told me to tell you when I see you.
I quickly typed a response, saying that I would meet her in two hours outside the lecture hall. "Miss Reagan, are you paying attention?" I blushed darkly and glanced at Isabelle, who was trying to look stern, but I saw the hint of a teasing smile form on her lips.
"I'm sorry, Professor." I quickly began to take notes.
The class went by rather quickly, and as everyone packed their belongings to leave, I could tell that Mira was trying to wait for me likely so that she could question me about what I was doing with Professor Williams in the room earlier, but I intentionally packed my belongings super slow so that I wouldn't have to be alone with her.
"What class do you have next?" She asked as I put away my laptop.
"This is my last class for the day actually."
"Oh cool! We can go grab a bite?" She said enthusiastically.
I sighed apologetically. "I'm sorry, Mira. There's kind of a work issue going on and I have to meet someone right now." I could tell that Isabelle had heard our exchange when she glanced at me in curiosity.
"Oh, that's unfortunate." She sounded disappointed. "Maybe another time then?"
"For sure." She nodded and left the room, closing the door behind her.
I placed my last book into my backpack. "Do I get a goodbye kiss?" I blushed, hearing her voice right behind me. I turned around and stood on my tiptoes to meet her lips. After a few seconds, I pulled away and smiled apologetically.
"I'm sorry, I really have to go now."
"Is everything alright at work?"
I tried not to stiffen. "Of course."
She smiled softly. "I'll text you."
I returned her smile. "I may be out a bit late tonight handling some things in the office, so don't worry if you don't hear from me right away." She nodded in understanding and gave me one final kiss on the forehead before I turned to leave.
Kayla was right outside, waiting for me as I stepped out of the classroom. I sighed and tried to mentally prepare myself for whatever conversation we were going to have.
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