"Teacher's pet. If I'm so special, why am I secret?"

You didn't want this you never wanted it. But the way the words slipped past her lips was so addicting you couldn't help but give in. You hated yourself for it. She was your student and you were her professor. It was wrong so very wrong but you couldn't bring yourself to stop it no matter how much you tried.

You hated the way her eyes traveled up your body and how she bit her lip every time you spoke. You were flustered, to say the least, and she always made you feel that way without even trying. It was infuriating. You hated it. You hated her but god you loved her at the same time.