12. Anna
CHAPTER 12
Anna
“ W hat’s wrong with you?” Chase actually spoke from the driver's seat. “You look like shit.”
“Is this how you won over Emma?” I grumbled, turning to face the window, not wanting to look at him.
“I love Emma,” he said flatly. “I won her over by doing that.”
I ignored him. The night was weighing me down, and the realization of what I'd done was sinking in. I was definitely going to drop his class now. I mean, how could I sit in that classroom after what he did to me?
After what I let him do.
Shame washed through my bloodstream as Chase finished the drive in silence. Emma didn't come with him this time. According to Chase, she wasn’t feeling well. That was fine with me. I couldn’t fake a smile or a laugh tonight if my life depended on it.
I trudged to my small apartment on the first floor, Chase waited at least until I was at my door before pulling off. Emma made him look out for me despite how much he didn’t want to. I locked the door behind me and flicked on the light. The small space lit up with just a single lamp. I threw myself onto my bed and surfed the channels for something to watch on my bootleg cable, settling for a rerun on TVland.
My pussy throbbed.
I glanced at the nightstand. It was almost like the toy was calling to me, begging for me to rub myself off on it while picturing my professor.
Rolling over to face the wall, I cuddled into the pillows thinking about how disappointed I was with the day. It had gone from bad to worse, I was still learning the role and messing things up, then I’d got caught up in a meeting making me late for a class I was already going to fail.
My mind drifted to the previous moments.
Dr. Hart knew his way around my body. The thought played in my mind as my eyelids grew heavy. It was like he’d been waiting his whole life to feast on me. Like my body was made for him.
My thoughts carried on as sleep began to take over. Maybe I'll stay in his course a little longer.