One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 1**3*******2 Audrey

Edwin's fingers dug into my hips, tugging me up, up... I arched my back away from him and gripped the pillow in front of me, practically having to bite the corner of it to m**le my moans.

I could hear the smile in his voice as he hunched over me, a large hand coming to press against the floor alongside my head.

"You don't need to hide it," he murmured, his breath tickling my spine. He thrust slowly but firmly into me, causing me to whimper again at the feeling of him filling me to the brim. "No one can hear us "Audrey... Earth to Audrey..."

I blinked, snapping out of my daydream at the sound of Avis's voice. I had been lost in thoughts of my last secret meeting with Edwin; it had been a week ago already, but the memory was still fresh-along with that pleasant ache between my thighs.

Our next meeting would be tonight, and it couldn't come fast enough. I hadn't stopped dreaming of him since our blissful night together. I swore, if I closed my eyes for a moment, I could still feel his callused hands brushing across my skin. His fingers were so thick and warm as they plunged into me, his thumb working in circles in just the right spot....

"Sorry," I mumbled, feeling my cheeks flush. "I was just... thinking"

Avis raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "Uh-huh. Thinking about what? Or should I say who?"

I shook my head as if that would somehow dispel the unsavory thoughts. Who, indeed.

"No, there's no one," I lied with a sheepish grin. "I just have an assignment I'm thinking about. What were you saying?"

"I was asking where you think we should put this flyer," Avis said waving the colorful paper in front of my face. "You know, the whole reason we're out here in this lovely weather?"

Right. We had been walking through town, plastering flyers for Avis's new tailoring business on every available surface.

It was a particularly gloomy fall day; it had rained earlier already and would likely rain again. The skies were gray and overcast, and the red and golden fall leaves swirled in the wind around our feet. Perfect for cozying up in our secret hideout later...

I glanced around, spotting a community board outside the nearby coffee shop.

"How about there?" I suggested, pointing. “Lots of foot traffic."

As we walked over, Avis chattered excitedly about her business. I've already finished my first few orders," she said, beaming as she stapled the flyer to the board. "Mostly simple alterations, but it's a start. People are really responding to the support local business" angle that Betty suggested."

She pulled out her phone, bringing up a website. "Look at this," she said, thrusting the phone at me. "Tina made it for me. I've even got a few reviews already!"

and the glowing reviews. The photos of Avis's work were professional

an amazing job on the website. And these reviews... 'Best alterations I've ever had,

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pocket. "Oh, and I wanted to ask you something. When I eventually open

revenue.

The idea of designing a collection for a boutique,

I'd be happy to do it for free. You're my friend, and I want to support

you

abruptly on the sidewalk, turning to face me with a serious expression on her face. "Audrey, no. Your work at Paris Fashion Week was incredible. People are

but

may I

a nearby shop. My stomach dropped as

always. Her long, platinum blonde hair caught the light, gleaming like spun gold despite the

dark skinny jeans, and knee-high boots that probably cost more

arms.

like I

slightly as she recognized me, a flicker of... something passing over her

you. Fancy

my chest, and I could feel a cold sweat breaking out on my palms. But to my shock, Fiona held out her

on the wrong foot before," she said

raced, trying to figure out her angle. Like hell I was taking that hand. She'd likely bite mine off. Fiona continued, seemingly unfazed by my lack of response, "I wanted to apologize for how I treated you before. I was under a lot of stress, but that's no excuse. I promise you it won't happen again." I finally found my voice, although it came out as more of a croak

revealing a row of perfect white teeth. I never shook her hand, but once again, she seemed utterly unfazed and simply dropped her arm back to her side as if it were nothing- "I heard you might be

us? I'd love