My dominant professor wants to teach me what happens when I offer him my cherry.

I’m a good girl with a naughty obsession—my professor.
I’ve wanted Mr. Asher from the moment I met him.
Confident. Stern. Beautiful.
Every girl has eyes for the silver fox.
But not every girl places a cherry on his podium before class each day.
Only me.
He throws them away.
Keeps everything professional.
But when I pop a cherry in my mouth during class one day, there’s a shift in him.
I can feel the electric pulse crackling in the air when he locks eyes with me.
After class, he reprimands me.
He tells me it’s inappropriate and that I need to stop.
No more cherries in his classroom, understood?
Yes, sir.
But he never said anything about his office.
When Mr. Asher finds me there, there’s no turning back.
And he’s finally ready to teach me the lesson I’ve always wanted.

Sit back, relax, and enjoy this short teacher/student age gap instalove story. Steamy and swoony with a HEA that will leave you blushing.