I woke up with a dull throbbing sensation in the back of my head. I could feel the alcohol still in my blood, clouding my thoughts. I peeled open my eyes and realised it was midnight.

Who's bed am I in?!

I panicked and sat upright, causing my head to spin for a second. My quick actions got me tangled up in the sheets and I caused rustling sounds. I suddenly stopped as I heard a groan from nearby.

I looked around the room, nobody was there. I turned around and saw light escaping from what I assumed was an en suite bathroom. I cleared my throat, got onto my feet and approached the door. My body swayed, still under the influence of alcohol.

More groans came from behind the door.

Are they okay?

Last night then hit me, the blonde guy, the shots, the music...Anthony.

I'm Anthony's room.

I squealed inside my head but was snapped out of it when I heard my name.

"E-Ella...oh god..." he groaned from the other side of the door.

I gently knocked on the door, he didn't hear me as I heard no reply. So I cautiously opened the door a crack to see if he was okay, the hinges squeaked and alerted him to my presence.

"Shit! Ella, what are you doing?!" He looked panicked just as I looked inside.

His face was flushed red and he looked out of breath.

Was he...? No, no he couldn't have.

He stepped out of the bathroom and switched of the light, walking to the bed and sat on it.

"So, you're awake." He observed, after clearing his throat.

I nodded. Looking at him curiously.

"What happened last night? We didn't-" I drawled before he cut me off.

"You got drunk at the freshers party and some idiot was trying to feel you up, so I stepped in and stopped him. You passed out, I didn't know where your dorm was so I took you back to mine. And here we are." He explained and smirked as he caught me almost drooling over him.

"So we didn't have sex?" I asked, clearly the alcohol was still in my blood.

He chuckled, the sound was glorious.

"No, no we didn't." He replied, smiling at me.

I huffed at him.

"Is someone disappointed?" He teased as I felt his breath along my ear.

I blushed but nodded.

What am I doing?!

"It would be so hot to f.uck my professor, it's so wrong but so hot..." I slurred out, my eyes fluttering closed as I fought the urge to sleep.

Anthony cleared his throat.

"Oh shit did I say that out loud?!" I giggled and lay back on the bed.

"You did indeed." His voice was deeper and huskier.

It turned me on so much. I could just imagine him moaning as I sucked him right here, his hands would be in my hair as he let out strained groans. I moaned out loud.

"Ella." He said sternly, it turned me on even more.

"Yes, Professor?" I asked innocently, fluttering my eyelids at him.

"You're my student. That would be wrong." His voice was quieter now.

I pulled myself up and straddled his lap.

What the hell am I doing?!

"It's so right though." I whispered in his ear, I could feel him twitch in his pants as I licked his earlobe.

"Ella, you're drunk." Anthony forced out.

I whined at him.

"We're not doing anything while you're intoxicated." He added.

I smiled mischievously.

"Does that mean we can do something when I'm not drunk?" I slurred.

He coughed and looked away.

"Just go back to sleep Ella. It's the weekend now so don't worry about missing classes. Goodnight." And with that I drifted off to sleep, thinking of Anthony.

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