needed to do much, she was a classically attractive woman, but the extra time spent always made her feel more confident when stepping into Alex’s classroom.
A few minutes later, she stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Her blonde curls were wet from her shower, just barely twisting around the frame of her heart shaped face. Her wide green eyes stared back at her, delicately lined by long lashes that would only seem impossibly longer once coated with mascara.
Her nose was small and came to the slightest of upturns at the bottom, her lips bow shaped, and her cheekbones softer than most people. At twenty-three, Laura knew that barefaced she could appear about sixteen.
The process was one that she had perfected since she was a teenager. Her lashes were curled, her eyes artfully lined with black liner. Soft cheekbones were defined with bronzer, topped with a light pink color on the apples of her cheeks that made it appear as though she was permanently blushing. A light swipe of pink coated her already colored lips and her hair was perfectly dried to fall angelically around her face.
Laura dressed simply, not wanting to appear too overzealous about a simple college lecture. Her skirt fell just above her bare knee, shifting slightly to show the smallest wisp of thigh when she moved. The blue sweater brought out the flecks in her eyes, hugging her curves in a way that made her feel undeniably sexy.
Butterflies seemed to have exploded within her stomach just at the idea of seeing Alex. Regardless of how wrong it was, there was a delicious anticipation that seemed radiate through her.
Her heart raced inside her chest, her breath coming in short gasps just at the idea of being in the same room as him. Everything between them was innocent and logically, Laura knew there was no real reason for her to feel the way she did about the older man.
But that didn’t stop the fact that as she blew out of the apartment with a bright smile on her face and she’d completely forgotten to say goodbye to Paul.
Laura hoped that a quick on-the-go coffee during her car trip might help wake her up from her dazed state and hopefully push those deliciously devilish thoughts from her mind however all the caffeine did for Laura was make her restless and over-think every last part of her dream.
She was sat there analy zing the way this man made her feel; the way his hands crawled on her skin and made her whimper like a helpless girl.
Laura hadn’t felt like this before, an explosion of euphoria roamed through her stomach and down her thighs as she pulled over in her car to catch her breath. She’d almost erupted from the thoughts of Alexander, the way he caressed her in her mind made Laura feel as if it was actually happening; a burning passion lusting between her legs was almost overwhelming.
The closer she got to the lecture hall the more Laura succumbed to her confusing and destructive desire. She knew she couldn’t ever be with him, she knew that she shouldn’t even think these thoughts but as she left her car and climbed the stairs only to gaze through the open doorway it hit her – she was a victim of Alexander Harmon’s charms.
Standing steady with her rose-colored cheeks looking to the ground Laura tried to calm herself. She assumed her life would always be what it was, her and Paul until the end of time. That’s what she was raised to believe; she had his family’s approval and he had her father’s blessing. Still, looking towards the tall, dark and handsome lecturer she felt a need for release.
He’d left her shaken, her knees uncountable like jelly as flashbacks from her dream crippled her. People were passing by until eventually Laura noticed the entire class was full and the only seat left was the one right at the front; her fear caused her to gulp and in the same breath she began to walk forward.
Laura felt an odd sense of guilt as her skirt lifted slightly
A few minutes later, she stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Her blonde curls were wet from her shower, just barely twisting around the frame of her heart shaped face. Her wide green eyes stared back at her, delicately lined by long lashes that would only seem impossibly longer once coated with mascara.
Her nose was small and came to the slightest of upturns at the bottom, her lips bow shaped, and her cheekbones softer than most people. At twenty-three, Laura knew that barefaced she could appear about sixteen.
The process was one that she had perfected since she was a teenager. Her lashes were curled, her eyes artfully lined with black liner. Soft cheekbones were defined with bronzer, topped with a light pink color on the apples of her cheeks that made it appear as though she was permanently blushing. A light swipe of pink coated her already colored lips and her hair was perfectly dried to fall angelically around her face.
Laura dressed simply, not wanting to appear too overzealous about a simple college lecture. Her skirt fell just above her bare knee, shifting slightly to show the smallest wisp of thigh when she moved. The blue sweater brought out the flecks in her eyes, hugging her curves in a way that made her feel undeniably sexy.
Butterflies seemed to have exploded within her stomach just at the idea of seeing Alex. Regardless of how wrong it was, there was a delicious anticipation that seemed radiate through her.
Her heart raced inside her chest, her breath coming in short gasps just at the idea of being in the same room as him. Everything between them was innocent and logically, Laura knew there was no real reason for her to feel the way she did about the older man.
But that didn’t stop the fact that as she blew out of the apartment with a bright smile on her face and she’d completely forgotten to say goodbye to Paul.
Laura hoped that a quick on-the-go coffee during her car trip might help wake her up from her dazed state and hopefully push those deliciously devilish thoughts from her mind however all the caffeine did for Laura was make her restless and over-think every last part of her dream.
She was sat there analy zing the way this man made her feel; the way his hands crawled on her skin and made her whimper like a helpless girl.
Laura hadn’t felt like this before, an explosion of euphoria roamed through her stomach and down her thighs as she pulled over in her car to catch her breath. She’d almost erupted from the thoughts of Alexander, the way he caressed her in her mind made Laura feel as if it was actually happening; a burning passion lusting between her legs was almost overwhelming.
The closer she got to the lecture hall the more Laura succumbed to her confusing and destructive desire. She knew she couldn’t ever be with him, she knew that she shouldn’t even think these thoughts but as she left her car and climbed the stairs only to gaze through the open doorway it hit her – she was a victim of Alexander Harmon’s charms.
Standing steady with her rose-colored cheeks looking to the ground Laura tried to calm herself. She assumed her life would always be what it was, her and Paul until the end of time. That’s what she was raised to believe; she had his family’s approval and he had her father’s blessing. Still, looking towards the tall, dark and handsome lecturer she felt a need for release.
He’d left her shaken, her knees uncountable like jelly as flashbacks from her dream crippled her. People were passing by until eventually Laura noticed the entire class was full and the only seat left was the one right at the front; her fear caused her to gulp and in the same breath she began to walk forward.
Laura felt an odd sense of guilt as her skirt lifted slightly
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