Dirty Professor

CarolineI’ve always been a good girl. Raised by my grandmother, I was taught to be nothing less than a lady. Sit up straight, shoulders back, hands folded neatly in my lap, ankles crossed and knees together. To speak only when spoken to. However, deep down inside there lives a wild young woman longing to break free, to throw caution to the wind and give in to her ultimate desires because even ladies have desires. And what is the thing I desire most? Professor Manuel Santobello, my Spanish professor.ManuelIt’s natural to want the things you can’t have, to give in to temptation, and delight in forbidden passions, and Caroline Morone is as forbidden as it gets. Her scarlet waves and big doe eyes have me wrapped around her delicate, young fingers. The way she carries herself, so unlike the other young woman at my university, does things to the beast inside of me. Makes me yearn to bend her to my will, tempt her, mold her. Yet when I am in her presence, only one thing comes to mind—off limits.As her professor, there are lines I shouldn’t cross, but for beautiful, innocent Carolina, I’m willing to cross them all—consequences be damned