"You should go," her breath was shaky, wavering just like her gaze on me. It made me smirk and I stepped forward to her frame that was perched on the desk.My fingers swept her hair off her neck and she sucked in a harsh breath when they began trailing downwards, hanging right above her cleavage. My cock twitched in my pants as she moved on the surface of the desk."Go where?" I asked, pulling down the zipper of her pantsuit."Aaron!" she gasped sharply when my fingers glided through her soaked folds. I groaned at how drenched she was."I think your soaked cunt says a different thing." I mused, breathless, burying my head into her neck as my finger began pumping in and out of her.Susan Campbell would be the death of me.•••On the outside, Susan Campbell had it all. A perfect Job as one of the most respected Professors at one of the most prestigious universities in the country. A hefty bank account, the luxury things a woman her age could ever dream of, and a seemingly perfect boyfriend, but Aaron Peterson's first encounter with her gave him an insight that the hot Professor's life wasn't as perfect as she made it look.Recklessness was an armor that Aaron Peterson wore with pride, but the blue-eyed woman managed to evoke emotions he thought were dead with him on their first encounter. A normal human would have backed off after he found out that she was his teacher, but normalcy wasn't Aaron's strongest suit. He wanted Susan Campbell and he was willing to go to any lengths to claim her. Would Susan allow the younger boy to disrupt the perfect life she had struggled to build? Would she allow herself to see past the hatred she had for him at first sight and cave into his seduction?