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dark eyes making another smooth pass across my body.

“It’s pretty urgent,” he rasps, clutching his huge hands over his front, shifting his meat slightly and making me shudder all over again.

“I’ll get changed,” I hear myself saying. “You wanna wait here a bit?”

He frowns, eyeing my open door but then smiles, both of us slowly recovering.

“Sure,” he says, reddening a little and turning away slightly. “I’ll wait out here.”

I practically stagger back to my room, leaning against the door to close it.

I can hear my heart pounding in my ears, thumping inside my heaving chest.

Holy cannoli, it’s like one of my books come to life. It’s him, it’s really him!

He’s right here in the dorm and he’s asking for my help.

Taking deep breaths and trying to steady my shaking legs as I attempt to change clothes, I hear myself whining as my pussy lips rub together, my chest feeling like it’ll snap if he doesn’t touch me soon.

Get a grip, Katelyn. He wants help with his computer. You’re just spooked because it’s him that’s all.

Calm and slow, calm and slow.

I try and tell myself it’s no big deal, but my whole body is suddenly screaming for something that has nothing to do with computers.

A knock at the door makes me jump, but I know it’s him.

I slide into some jeans and tug a sweater over my head before slipping some shoes on and opening the door again.

Breathless.

“I thought I heard you say something,” he says almost apologetically before his eyes dart down again and run over my outfit.

He lets out another low sound of approval and I feel myself blushing.

No one’s ever looked at me long enough to notice, let alone sound satisfied with what they see.

“Sorry,” he says apologizing again, looking as flustered as I feel and probably look.

“I didn’t even ask if you were busy, I mean… you don’t have anything on tonight?” he asks.

I open my mouth to speak, but he’s already trying to correct himself.

“I mean… I really need you right now… err… I mean… Ugh!” he finally exclaims.

“How about I start over?” he finally says, closing his eyes and taking a breath before he politely ignores my hand hiding my shy laughter.

“Professor Bernstein said you might be kind enough to help me. I’ve got some important computer work to do before Tuesday and my whole system is down. I’m happy to pay you for your time?” he adds.

My hand reaches out for his arm but I pull it back. I want to tell him not to be silly, that I’d be happy to help. But I also have to remind myself that he’s a coach. A member of staff.

An older man too.

Old enough to be my father.

I think.

Before I can stammer out the words, he’s already asking another question.

“Unless you do have other plans? You don’t have a date or anything… Boyfriend?” he asks bluntly, the sound of the word making his brow knit and his eyes move past me.

I can’t be sure, but I think he actually makes a fist for a second.

“Uh, no,” I almost laugh. “No boyfriend here,” I remark, looking around and even behind me.

As if one might magically scurry by like a mouse from the baseboards.

Once he can see I mean it, that there’s no boyfriend and I really have nothing else going on tonight, he seems to relax for the first time since he came to my door.

His huge shoulders look less rigid and he smiles. A smile that makes my chest ache inside it’s so perfect. His eyes shining too as they hold mine with that satisfied look again.

Satisfied with an edge.

Like I’ve passed a test or something.

“How about you?” I hear myself blurting out, wincing once I see his expression.

“I mean, do you have anyone? A wife I mean… not a boyfriend – not that there’s anything wrong if you do,” I blurt out louder.

Making it worse, but it’s okay.

He’s laughing now. Chuckling softly and shaking his head, enjoying my embarrassment for some reason.

“No, no boyfriend here either. Or wife. Or girlfriend.”

His eyes hone in on me at that last word, the sound of it sending another shiver right through me.

I can’t be imagining this. Nobody is this nice, this cute when they first meet someone, especially a teacher. Even if it is only because they want help with their computer.

Nah, something’s up with Mr. Heart and I hope we can get to the bottom of it otherwise I won’t just have trouble sleeping tonight.

If I don’t know what his real motives are, I might never sleep again.

“Is your computer in your office?” I ask, steering things back to business as I pull my door closed.

“In my apartment,” he says, a matter of fact, waiting for me to start walking first.

“Your apartment,” I parrot, feeling a mix of excitement and caution. This isn’t breaking any rules though.

Not yet.

“Sure, I live on campus too,” he adds, which makes me feel relieved but also disappointed.

It’s not unusual for some staff to live on campus, I know Professor Bernstein does. It’s like a small town really.

Something in me just wants to get away from all this though. All the college campus stuff that’s hung around my neck for all these years.

“Oh,” I comment absently, smiling as he holds the doors open for me, looking for his car that isn’t there.

“I walked over,” he explains. Makes sense.

The guy looks like he could run the distance and not even break a sweat.

“You close by then?” I ask, wondering just how I’ve only ever seen him once if he lives on campus.

“Other side, right across the hall from your Professor Bernstein, actually,” he adds with another of those winning smiles.

I feel butterflies in my stomach, having to take twice as many steps to keep up with him and all the while trying not to stare up at him like some starstruck schoolgirl.

Even though, I guess technically that’s what I am right now and I don’t mind one bit.

It’s late afternoon, and I can’t

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