I've been attracted to my professor since day one. Everything was normal until I stumbled into class one day two hours late, hungover from a night out. My life changed. But now...I don't know if it was for the better. ------ 'You seem nervous' I wear a smirk on my lips staring lustfully. 'I'd appreciate if you stopped dressing like that in my class Miss Brown' My professor avoids looking at me, taking a deep inhale. 'So we're on last name terms now are we?' I ask. Sarcasm flooding my tone. 'When you dress in skimpy skirts like that then yes' She bites back, this time her gaze eyeing me up and down. 'That's no way to speak to your student Professor' I emphasise with playfulness. 'Call me Scarlett after lectures Y/n' She shakes her head, leaning against her desk. 'And what if I don't?' I smirk again, slightly biting my lip. Scarlett's eyes black with lust 'I'll make you scream it instead'