Your friends had all warmed you not to get involved with your professor, telling you all the different ways it could go wrong, but you ignored them.

You were 21, its not as if it was illegal. Just...against the University rules and you had never been one to follow the rules

Returning back to the test, you smirked as your professor stood from her seat, walking around the classroom and looking at each students progress. Being in the back right comer, you were the last student she reached.

Listening as her footsteps got closer, your arm suddenly jerked to the left, knocking your pencil off of the table and creating a loud clatter on the floor.

Forcing a blush as several students turned to stare, you muttered an apology, waiting for them to turn back around before you started to pick the pencil up.

A hand stopped you, your professor crouching down to grab it instead, her hand resting on your thigh to steady herself.

You gasped at the contact, gripping the desk as her hand slid further and further up your leg, stopping at the hem of your skirt.

Your eyes met hers once again, silently begging her to go further but she just smirked and let go, standing up and handing you your pencil as she bent over to whisper in your ear.

"Dont play games with me, baby. You won't win."