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Chapter Two

I walked into class on Thursday with an A4 envelope in my hand, smirking to myself. I was wearing a very short black denim skirt and a tight red top paired with black stilettos. I was dressed to impress.

I walked up to Professor Fitz and placed the envelope on his desk, "My extra credit assignment" I stated before turning and walking towards the front row.

I sit down directly across from him and cross my legs, I see him stare at my long tan legs and I grin. He reaches down for the envelope and peaks inside, his eyes instantly widen and his mouth hangs agape at the site of my red lace thong placed in the bottom of the envelope. He raises his eyes to mine and without breaking eye contact I uncross my legs slowly, and then open my thighs ever so slightly so he can get a small preview of what's in store.

I smirk as he clamps a hand over his mouth, and sits down quickly to avoid anyone seeing his growing erection.

I close my legs again as more students start to fill in. The whole hour went by agonisingly slow; it was filled with our lustful and heated glances which only caused me to squirm in my seat and make him more uncomfortable.

His smooth voice asks me to remain behind as the bell rings. I wait for the students to leave before making my way to the door, locking it and drawing the blind. I turn toward him and smirk at the sight of my thong hanging from his fingers.

"What is this?" He asks as I walk towards his desk.

I slide up onto his desk and hook my legs under his knees draw him closer to me. His eyes are instantly locked on my thighs which are clenched together. I bring my feet up to rest on either side of his chair and smile down at him seductively.

I lean forward and whisper; "That Professor Fitz would be my thong,"

I notice his eyes are still locked on my thighs and I decided to tease him a little more, "If you want to see, all you have to do is ask."

"Show me." His thick voice demands and I feel myself growing wetter from his demanding tone.

I open my legs instantly and watch as his eyes take me in, he hesitantly reaches his right hand forward only to pull away and clench his fist together.

I reach for his hand and guide it back up, while leaning forward until my mouth is pressed against his right ear, "Touch me."

He doesn't waste any time before he pushes his right pointer and middle finger into me and I gasp in pleasure. I throw my head back and my hands fly to the edge of the table, as he continues, my knuckles slowly turn white. He adds a third finger, and his free hand comes up to rub my clit. I can't fight back the moan threatening to escape my lips and he smirks with satisfaction. His eyes are intense and locked on mine.

I feel my walls get tighter, and I know I'm cuming; he must sense it too as he pulls back and then replaces his fingers with his tongue.

I gasp again and moan out his name. I reach my left hand around to tangle in his curls and pull him closer. He withdraws his tongues and trails it along my opening, before plunging it back in.

It doesn't take much more of his pleasuring for me to cum. He pulls away licking his lips, and I slide off the table and straddle him. I smirk before leaning forward for a passionate kiss, our tongues tangling with each other. I groan when I taste myself on his lips, before pulling away and smiling.

"So about that extra credit assignment," I'm the first to break the silence. "What about it?" He asks dazed and confused.

"I'm sure we can come to some kind of agreement don't you think?" I place another kiss on his lips, "I don't know what you're suggesting Miss Montgomery but I can assure you that, that's never going to happen."

"Well we'll see about that won't we Professor Fitz?" I search his face but all I can come up with was confusions and regret etched on his handsome face. I sigh, lean forward to nibble lightly on his ear and pull back to lock eyes with him.

"It's simple really. You want me; I want to pass this semester. We can give each other what we need." I'm not technically lying, I'm just not telling the whole truth. If he knows I want him as much as he wants me he'll never agree. Not when I have two things to gain and he only has one. No, he's to think this is strictly about my grades, nothing more.

"Well as fun as this was, I have to go. Nice seeing you Professor Fitz" I wink before leaning in and giving him a chaste kiss.

I get up, adjust my outfit, grab my bag and leave the lecture hall before he has a chance to respond.

"Aria!" I hear someone yell from behind me. I whirl around to see Spencer making her way towards me with a big smile on her face.

"Hey Spence, what's up?" I ask casually. I see her look me up and down with a knowing look across her face, before she replies.

"Nothing much. What's up with you?" She asks suspiciously.

I just smirk at her and wink.

"Argh. Details! Who, what, when, where?" She practically yells.

I hesitate slightly before deciding I can trust Spencer; we've been best friends since forever, so I finally cave.

"I promise I'll tell you but not here,"

"Sleepover tonight? My house?" She suggests with a smirk.

"You read my mind." We both laugh and head towards her car.

"Oh. My. God. No way!" Spencer just stares at me, mouth agape and with wide eyes. I can't help but giggle at the sight.

She snaps back to reality, and I see a smirk appear on her face, "I know that this is really self destructive and wrong, but I can't help thinking it's totally hot. I need details."

I tell her everything from meeting him yesterday up until I left him alone in his lecture hall this afternoon before swearing her to secrecy.

I still can't believe Spencer talked me into this. Apparently she thought the way I left him was harsh; I mean I don't see it but whatever. I really like our agreement even if he didn't exactly agree to it... okay so he didn't agree to it at all. I can dream, and what nice dreams those will be. Him taking me on his desk, in his car, in his-

I snap back into reality before I can get too carried away and reach my hand up to knock on his office door, "Come in," his smooth voice calls out and I feel butterflies growing in my stomach.

I enter the room slowly and take him in, god he looks good. He looks shocked to see me standing in front of him, less than 24 hours after our incident yesterday. He looks nervous as he stands, I turn to lock the door and close the blind. Great, now he looks even more nervous. If that's even possible.

"Relax, I don't bite," I smile to myself before adding, "much."

He lets out a nervous laugh and I smile in effort to get him to relax. "So, about yesterday" I start, only for him to interrupt me.

"It was a mistake, won't happen again," aw, how cute. He looks all determined. That changes my apology plan.

"Oh, really?" I raise my eyebrows at him to challenge me. He just gives a curt nod. I smirk as I reach down and pull up my green singlet, leaving myself in just my black skinny jeans, red lacy bra and black heels. He moans at the site and I close the distance between us.

My hands instantly go to the back of his neck with one grasping his hair, and his hands automatically go to my waist. I lean up and kiss him; he hesitates for a short moment before responding. I lick his bottom lip to gain access, however he just smirks in return. I bite softly on his bottom lip and he gasps in pleasure and I take the chance to plunge my tongue in his waiting mouth.

We automatically battle for dominance, we pull away slightly to catch our breath before going in once more for another searing kiss. He pulls away from me again and mutters "May- maybe this isn't such a good idea... I mean" I cut him off with a forceful kiss and push myself closer to him, willing him to forget his thoughts and just focus on us. Right here, right now.

It works because the next thing I know his hands curl under my things and lift me up, my legs wrap around his waist and then he throws me down onto the couch before climbing on top. I let a giggle escape at his playfulness. He leans back to smile his beautiful smile at me before I pull him back to me. I roll us over so I'm on top and straddling him as my right hand runs down his chest and to his belt. We're interrupted by harsh knocking on his office door.

"Ezra! Are you in there?"

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