He didn’t speak. He just sat there, watching me while I continued.
“I wrote the paper. It was nowhere near as good as this one. It was bad, and I knew it was. I fought with myself over turning it in, but I have to pass,” I whispered. “I have to.”
“Do you have the paper you wrote?”
It felt like a trap, but I pulled the paper out of the notebook I had resting on my lap.
He took it when I held it out and then proceeded to read it in front of me. After several long minutes, he said, “It definitely wouldn’t have been an A, but it would’ve been better than the zero you’re getting for the paper you turned in.”
The tears started falling all over again. “Please, El—Professor West… I just need another chance. If I fail this class, I’m out. If you report me, I’ll not be able to get into another school. Please.”
He just sat there, staring at me like he couldn’t care less.
I wiped my eyes. “Of course you don’t care. This is what you’ve wanted all along. ” I stood and started toward the door.
“Sit down,” he demanded from behind me.
I stopped and turned to look at him. “What?”
“I said sit down.” When I didn’t move, he added on, “Now.”
A sigh slipped from my lips as I turned to take my seat and wiped at my eyes again.
“I gave everyone else with a failing grade a chance to make it up. It wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t give you the same chance.”
Hope swirled inside of me. I sat forward in my seat. “Really?”
A slow smile spread across his face. He rose to his feet and moved to stand in front of me.
“Your offer will be a little different,” he said in a dangerous voice.
ELLIOT
Her big green eyes were glassy from crying, her long lashes wet and matted together. That broken look made my cock throb with excitement.
“What… what do I have to do?” she asked, sniffling as she kept those painfully beautiful eyes locked on me.
“I didn’t feel it was fair to ask everyone to do the same thing. Some people are better at writing. Some are better at giving a speech. Some prefer a visual presentation.” I tucked my hands into my pants pockets, hoping to hide the fact that I was excited. I had her right where I wanted her. I just had to get her to agree.
“And what do you want me to do?”
I couldn’t help the way my lips turned upward. “Anything I want.”
Her face went slack as she took in my words. A long moment of silence stretched on as I watched her think about what that could mean. “O-OK… And what do you want?”
I shook my head. “I don’t think you’re understanding me.” I bent forward and placed both of my hands flat on the arm of her chair as I leaned in to cage her. Her breath hitched, and the smell of her floral perfume wafted to me, making me inhale deeply. She smelled like heaven.
“I want you to do whatever I want. If I say grade these papers, I want you to grade these papers. If I say to drop to your knees and suck my cock until you’re choking on my come, I expect you to open wide. Do you understand?”
Her eyes were wide with fear, and her mouth had fallen open in disbelief. She was shaking her head slightly, but I knew she wasn’t telling me no. She was confused and surprised. I planned on making sure she fully understood what she was agreeing to before I’d let her leave.
“I… I don’t. I can’t,” she stuttered, still shaking her head.
I let out a long breath as I stood up straight. I grabbed a ruler from my desk and cracked it off the edge, causing a sharp, earsplitting sound to echo around the room. “Pay attention!”
She jumped, and her back straightened.
“You have two options here. Option A: Leave this office immediately, return to your dorm or apartment, and pack, as you’ll be banned from school property first thing tomorrow morning. Or option B: Agree to my terms, give me everything I ask for. I’ll bury this paper so deep that it will never be found, and you’ll get passing grades the rest of the year, meaning you’ll no longer be on academic probation.”
