How my professor claimed me

Carmina Ross
12 min readJan 20, 2022

Allen yawns, skimming over the contents of yet another paper before slumping in his chair. I laugh and poured myself some coffee from the ancient university coffee machine and return to the lunch table. The clock on the wall reads 9:40 PM, but it feels way later.

The two of us had been together for over a year now. Even so, the whole thing makes me a little nervous sometimes. The unspoken rule was simple: don’t…

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Carmina Ross

Hey! I write erotica and erotic romance: steamy, slow-burn stories that are sure to make you hot under the collar.