Jade’s POV

My grip on the phone tightened, my body trembling as I read the message again. My eyes darted around the classroom, half-expecting someone to be watching me—but everyone else was lost in their own world. Still, a cold sweat broke across my skin, and I shifted restlessly in my seat.

When the bell rang, I didn’t wait a second. I rushed straight to the professor’s office.

There he was, gathering his things, ready to leave.

His gaze found me instantly, and that smile of his—God, that smile—nearly knocked the breath out of me.

“Missing me already?” he teased.

I swallowed hard, fighting the insane urge to kiss him right there in the open.

“Yes,” I whispered.

He pulled me closer, his lips brushing mine in a light, teasing kiss that only made me ache more. My cock twitched painfully in my pants, begging for more, but he drew back too soon.

“I need to talk to you,” I blurted, my voice shaky.

His brows lifted with curiosity, eyes sharpening. “Go on.”

“I… I got this text. From an unknown number. Right after I left your office. I don’t know why, but it scared me.” I handed him the phone, my pulse racing.

He chuckled, the sound dark and low. “That’s nothing, my love. The only thing that matters right now…” He leaned in, his lips grazing my ear, “…is you going home, freshening up, and waiting for my text. I’ll send you my address.”

His hand trailed down my arm, sending fire through me. “Come to me tonight, Jade. Let me ride you into ecstasy.”

My cock throbbed painfully, the hunger almost unbearable. God, how I wished I could have him right here, right now. But too many eyes would see.

“I’ll be waiting,” I said, giving him one last long, seductive stare before forcing myself to pull away. My legs felt heavy as I walked out of his office, every nerve screaming to stay.

At home, I was restless. I kept glancing at my phone, unlocking it every few minutes only to meet disappointment. The silence gnawed at me.

Had he forgotten about me?

Did I not please him enough?

Was I nothing more than a distraction to him?

The questions came like waves, crashing against my chest until my patience wore thin.

By the time the clock struck 7 p.m., hope had already begun slipping away. I dropped back on my bed, ready to surrender to the ache in my chest—when my phone finally pinged.

My breath hitched.

My sweet boy, No. 13 Dracula Estate, East Coast.

My eyes widened. “Dracula Estate?” I muttered under my breath. The name itself sent a shiver down my spine. Why did it sound so dark… so dangerous?

But excitement overpowered fear. I shot up from the bed like I’d been lit on fire. I had already bathed earlier, so I brushed through my hair quickly, changed into a fitted outfit that hugged all the right places, and sprayed a hint of cologne across my neck.

One last look in the mirror, my heart pounding.

Without hesitation, I grabbed my keys, hopped on my bike, and zoomed off into the night, straight toward Dracula Estate.

I pulled out my phone to check the map, just to be sure I was in the right place. Sliding it back into my pocket, I froze, those familiar eyes were already on me, staring so deeply it felt like he could see right through my soul.

Professor Larry stood there in an armless shirt, his abs on full display, sculpted and sinful enough to make me choke on my own saliva. Our eyes locked, and that smirk of his curled across his lips.

“Welcome to my humble abode, sweet boy.”

I forced a breath, tearing my gaze away just long enough to glance around. The place wasn’t bad at all. In fact, it was beautiful. I couldn’t help but wonder why it carried such a name as Dracula Estate.

“What should I offer you?” he asked once we stepped into the sitting room, his voice dripping with ease, though his eyes never stopped devouring me.

I sank into the couch, trying to calm the wild hammering in my chest. His presence filled the room like thick smoke, suffocating yet intoxicating.

“What should I offer you?” he repeated, his voice smooth as silk.

“You,” I said before I could stop myself.

His smirk deepened, and in two strides he was in front of me. His fingers tilted my chin upward, forcing my gaze to meet his. Those eyes burned with something dark, something hungry.

“You never fail to tempt me, Jade.” His words brushed my lips like a touch.

Before I could breathe, his mouth crashed against mine. The kiss was hot, desperate, claiming. I melted into it, my hands sliding up the firm planes of his chest, tracing every ridge of muscle. He groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my skin.

When he pulled back, his forehead rested against mine. “I told you I’d ride you into ecstasy. Are you ready to be broken by me tonight?”

My body throbbed in answer, my voice barely a whisper. “Yes, break me oh Professor.”

He smiled wickedly, pulling me up against him, his lips trailing down my neck as his hands gripped me tight. The night had only just begun, and I knew I wouldn’t leave this place the same.

But I wasn’t about to let him have the final say. He had owned me this morning, and now it was my turn.

I pulled away, lowering myself onto my knees right in front of him. His brows lifted in surprise, but that smirk never left his lips, if anything, it deepened.

“Bold,” he murmured, his eyes glittering with amusement as he leaned back slightly, arms folding across his chest like he was daring me to continue.

I tilted my head, locking eyes with him, refusing to look away. Tonight, Professor, I’ll be the one in control.

The air between us thickened, humming with power and temptation. His stare pierced through me, but for once, it wasn’t me who felt owned, it was him, waiting to see just how far I’d go.

I undid his zip and his cock came out dangling bloody hell nine inches? I love them huge.

I inserted it down my throat and he released a tiny gasp.

“Ohh boyyy”