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Nikki had known there was a risk of
a student developing a crush on her when she took the job. She was less than a
decade older than the high school seniors she taught, and she knew she was good-looking.

What she hadn’t considered was her
own feelings. But here, alone in detention with Peter–it was wrong. He was an
18-year-old boy, a student. She had a duty of care. Not… not the overwhelming
desire that caused her to half-unbutton her blouse, knowing he was watching
her, knowing that–with no one else in detention–the two of them would be
alone for an hour in a mostly empty school.

It was wrong, but it felt so good.
So wrong and yet so good to pose on her desk for her, so wrong and yet so good
to get on her knees for this boy–no, this man, this powerful, alluring,
impossibly sexy man.  Her duty as a teacher didn’t matter.  The
engagement ring on her finger didn’t matter. All that mattered was the
emptiness inside her that she somehow knew only he could fill.

As she lay down on the desk and
hiked up her skirt, begging for him to claim her, she knew she had much to
learn from  him. With what remained of her rational thought, she knew he
must have done something to her, that her feelings were unnatural. She hoped he
would teach her how to please him, so that he would keep making her feel this
way. 

Her student would be her Master. And
that was exactly as it should be.

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Model: Nikki Cox

Source: Maxim