Chapter 5 Professor Kelvin
Mia.
Before we could say yes,
She immediately turned, bolting out of the door like Sonic.
Kelvin’s hands were still on my waist, but his grip had changed. It wasn't about lust anymore; it was about tension. I could feel his heart hammering against my chest, but this time it was the sound of a man who realized he had just handed someone the keys to his career.
He looked at the door, his jaw tight. That cold, “Human Behavior” mask was trying to slide back into place, but it was cracked.
"She saw us," Kelvin rasped, his voice low and dangerous. "That girl..."
His gaze turned from the door to me, and for the first time, I saw a flicker of something like regret in his eyes. He started to push me off his lap. "Get up. Fix yourself. I need to find her before she reaches the main office."
But I didn't move. I stayed right where I was, my skin still pressed against his. I reached up and cupped his face, forcing those dark, worried eyes to look at me. I gave him a slow, wicked smile—the kind of smile that was supposed to tell him that I wasn't just some girl he had "punished."
"Relax, Prof," I whispered, my voice smooth and calm. "You may be the expert on behavior, but you don't know girls like Lily. I do."
He stopped moving, his eyes searching mine. "What are you talking about?"
I slid off his lap, my bare feet hitting the cold floor. I didn't rush to fix my clothes. I took my time, pulling my skirt down and straightening every rumpled edge.
"Lily is a nerd, yes. But she’s also a girl who has been invisible her whole life," I said, walking toward the door. I looked down at the papers she had dropped, stepping over them carefully. "People like her... they don't want to burn the world down. They want to be part of the world."
I turned back to look at him. He was still sitting in his chair, his shirt open, his huge flaccid cock on display.
"I'll handle Lily," I said firmly. "I know exactly what she wants."
Kelvin stared at me. "How can you be so sure?" he asked.
I leaned against the doorframe, giving him one last long look. "Because I’m Mia Gonzales," I stated. "And I always get what I want."
I smiled. "Focus on tomorrow's lecture, Daddy. And leave the witness to me."
I didn't wait for him to respond. I turned and walked out into the empty hallway. It seemed like our girls' game wasn't over. It was just getting a lot more crowded.
…
For the past one day, Lily had been a ghost.
Every time I saw her in the hallway, she bolted off like Usain. In class, I winked at her, trying to catch those big, scared eyes behind her glasses, but she looked away so fast I’m worried she would get whiplashed.
It's funny how she thinks she can hide. She thinks if she stays quiet enough, the image of her professor’s cock sliding into me will just disappear.
But I’m Mia Gonzales. I don't leave loose ends.
It’s the fourth class today, supposed to be Kelvin’s class, but instead of going to the lecture hall to watch Kelvin pretend he’s a professional who knows human behavior and control more than anyone else in the room, I headed straight to find Lily.
I knew exactly where to find her, which was the library—exactly where the nerds hide.
As I walked in, the air in the library, all eyes turned, looking at me briefly. I scoffed inwardly. They were probably wondering what Mia is doing in the library.
Maybe I should scream that I was still a student!
But I'll keep that scream for later. For now, I needed to find that bookworm.
I walked past the rows of books until I saw her.
Lily.
She was tucked away in a corner, surrounded by a mountain of textbooks. She was wearing a thick sweater even though the sun was out.
I made no sound as I walked up behind her, almost tiptoeing. I leaned down, my lips almost touching her ear.
“Hi, sweetie. You’re working very hard, Lily. Are you studying for the test you didn't finish grading?"
Lily jumped so hard that her chair screeched against the floor.
She turned around, her face turning white.
"Mi…Mia…” she shuddered.
“Hi, nerdy.”
I watched her swallow. “I... I’m busy. I have a lot of work to... to do.”
I sat on the edge of her table, swinging my legs. I was wearing the same short skirt, as short as the one from that day.
No panties. My legs spread in a way she could clearly see my cleanly shaved pussy.
"Relax, Lily. I don't bite.” I smiled. “I just wanted us to talk about what happened in the office yesterday," I said, my voice now dropping to a whisper.
Her eyes flicked to my exposed cunt; she blinked away.
"I didn't see anything!" Lily blurted out, her voice trembling. "I swear, Mia. I opened the door, I dropped the papers, and I ran. I didn't see a single thing."
I chuckled low. Funny.
I leaned forward, closing the space between us.
"Liar," I whispered. "Your mouth says you didn't see, but your eyes? Your eyes are screaming. They are screaming that you saw my skirt up. You saw Professor Kelvin’s hands on my ass. You saw how deep his cock was buried inside of me, didn't you?"
Lily shook her head, blinking, but she didn't look away from me. "No. Please, Mia. Mia… I… I… I won't tell anyone. I promise I'll… I'll keep my mouth shut. Please. Just… just leave me alone."
I smirked. An evil one.
"You won't tell because you liked it," I teased. I reached out my hand and touched the collar of her sweater.
Flicking my tongue against my lips.
"Tell me, Lily. When you ran away, where did you go? Huh?”
My hand traveled from her collar down to her chest, resting on her boobs, clothed with this thick clothing.
“Did you go to your room? Did you think about the way his skin looked against mine? Did you touch yourself while thinking about your 'respected' professor acting like an animal?"
"Stop it!" Lily shunned weakly. Her breath was coming fast now, her chest heaving.
My hands didn't stop what they were doing.
"Why should I? You’re a girl, Lily. You’ve been invisible for years. Nobody looks at you. But that day? You felt something, didn't you? You felt the heat."
My eyes trailed, leaving her gaze, going down.
I reached down. My hand slid over the table and rested on her thigh. She froze.
She could push me away, but she didn’t. I could feel how hot her skin was, and that was exactly the go-ahead I needed.
"You’re so tense," I murmured. I moved my hand higher, sliding it under the hem of her skirt. "Is it because you’re afraid? Or because you’ve been waiting for someone to finally notice you?"
Lily let out a shaky breath. "Mia, please don't do this… we’re in the library. Someone will see."
"Let them," I said.
My hand felt it—the soft fold. Through the thick lace of her panties. But even with how thick the fabric of her underwear was, I could still feel the heat radiating through. I pressed my palm against her pussy lips, rubbing slowly.
“A..a..hhh.” Lily’s head fell back, and a small, broken sound escaped her lips.
I felt it—the wetness. This was one horny brat covered in books.
"You’re soaking wet, Lily. For someone who 'didn't see anything,' you sure are reacting a lot."
I leaned in and kissed her neck, right under the jawline. I could feel her pulse racing like a trapped bird. I used my other hand to pull her glasses off, setting them on the table.
Damn.
Without them, she looked vulnerable. More beautiful.
"You've been watching me for a long time, haven't you?" I whispered against her skin. "You want more of this. I can see it in your eyes."
Lily’s eyes were now clouded with a mix of fear and pure lust. She was finally breaking, her hands gripping the edge of the table until her knuckles turned white. I kept the slow, teasing pace on her now-soaked panties.
“No… ah… I… I don't want anything,” she rasped out.
I smiled. “Really? Then read. Take your book and read.”
My finger pressed, sending pressure to her needing clit.
"Ahhh… I... I can't think when you do that," she gasped.
I pulled back, giving her a wicked smile. I stood up and smoothed out my skirt, watching the way her eyes followed my every move.
"I want you to stop hiding behind these books, Lily. I want to see if you're as loud in private as you are quiet in class."
I turned around to her back, leaned into her ear, and whispered, “Follow me, Lily. I'm going to show you exactly what you've been missing. And this time, there won't be any desks between us.”
With that, I leaned back and started walking toward the exit of the library.
I heard the soud of a chair moving and the frantic rustle of a backpack. A few seconds later, the soft patter of footsteps followed me into the hallway.
I smiled.
Gotcha.