his, lighting up under his touch. “I was trying to protect your reputation and mine. Even though neither one of us knew who the other was, it would be our word against people’s opinions. And we didn’t even have friends with us that night who could corroborate our story. My behavior in class was unfair to you though. Especially…”
“What?” My brows draw together as I push him to continue.
We haven’t really spoken since we accidentally made out like horny teenagers in his classroom, but he has been slightly less hard on me in class. After that incident, I resolved once again to let things lie between us, but I’ve never been very good at leaving things alone.
He clears his throat, and his large form shifts toward mine in the darkness. The lighting is so dim in this little nook that I can only see the silhouette of his face, but it’s breathtaking. He looks like a living sculpture of the perfect man. “Especially”—he reaches out, brushing a stray lock of hair away from my face, his fingers lingering on my skin—“because you’re one of the strongest magic users I’ve ever taught.”
“That sounds a hell of a lot like a compliment.” I huff out a breath, leaning into his touch despite myself. It feels so damn good. “Better watch out, or I might start to think you actually like me.”
“Elliot, our problem has never been that I don’t like you.” His voice is gravelly, and something in his tone makes my whole body flush. His fingers catch my shoulders, squeezing gently, holding me in place.
This is a bad fucking idea. Not only are we on school grounds, we’re in a public building. Never mind that it’s the dead of night and no one is around—we’re still risking getting caught.
I hear the little voice in my head whispering all those warnings, I really do, but… sometimes I don’t listen to that voice, okay? Sue me.
“Are you saying you do like me, prof?” There’s a taunting lilt to my voice, and I angle my head up, licking my lips. “How much?”
Roman gives a small growl, and his body stiffens, like he can’t decide whether to pull me toward him or shove me away. “Don’t push me, Elliot.”
He’s right. I am reckless. I’m straight up playing with fire now, but I’m too high on the chemistry between us to stop. I rest my palms on his chest and his hands slowly slide down to my waist, like he can’t help himself.
“Or what?” I whisper. “You’ll punish me?”
Oops. I guess I pushed.
Finally, his control snaps. He makes a delightfully possessive noise and yanks me to him, kissing me hard.
Oh God, yes. I dig my fingers into his soft, dark hair, happily messing it up as Roman’s lips move against mine, destroying all rational thought. For having only done this a few times, he’s quickly figured out how to kiss me in a way that makes my knees buckle. His arm moves around my back, a band of iron, and soon I’m panting helplessly against his mouth, practically writhing as I press my body flush to his. I can feel his cock hardening against me, and I’m getting slick in return, wanting—wanting so badly—
We really shouldn’t be doing this.
But dear Lord, I’m not going to be the one to stop it.
“Goddamn it. You drive me insane,” Roman grunts, tearing his mouth from mine as his hands slide under my shirt, roving possessively over my bare skin. I’m sure he means that in about every way possible. I haven’t exactly been making his life easy since I got here.
But he hasn’t been making mine easy either.
And now, we’re going to take it out on each other.
My fingers work like mad to undo the buttons on his nice button-down shirt, yanking it open and pushing it off his shoulders while he does the same thing with Asher’s hoodie. It occurs to me that we probably shouldn’t take off too many clothes, just in case we have to redress in a hurry, but I need to feel his skin. It’s hot and smooth like I remembered, and the muscles beneath harden under my touch as his breath hitches in his throat.
Giving in to my impulse, I step forward and press my lips to his bare chest, nipping, biting, and licking the skin. I swipe a nipple with the flat of my tongue, and he makes a warning noise low in his throat.