"Shit!"
I woke up rubbing my head. What happened last night?

I looked around the room and memories flooded back to me. I'm in Anthony's bed.

"Oh my goodness gracious Galileo." I mumbled to myself.

"Ahem." I whipped my head around a little too quickly as my brain felt like it carried on turning once I had stopped.

"Oh gosh, I didn't do anything did I? I'm so sorry, I'll leave. I'm so sorry." I rambled and got out of his bed.

I went to grab some clothes but realised I had only one outfit with me. And it happened to be covered in sticky alcohol for some reason. Great. I looked down at myself and observed a large 'BRISTOL PHYSICS OLYMPICS 2009' tshirt clothing my upper half. My eyes grew wide.

"You didn't undress me did you? We didn't do anything did we? Oh my days what happened?!" I started getting hysterical and paced his room back and forth.

I shook my head and started to feel tears pricking at my eyes. I was getting overwhelmed. I've only been here for a two days!

I started hyperventilating. Shit shit shit. Not now.

Anthony strode over and grabbed me in his arms. This is so embarrassing, I'm having a panic attach in my professors arms.

My body started to shake violently and my breathing quickened even more, my head started to spin and I couldn't feel my hands or feet.

"Ella. I need you to take a deep breath now. I'll count and we can breath together." His voice soothed me somewhat and I weakly nodded at him.

"Breathe in! Hold it for 3 seconds!" We both inhaled deeply, whilst he massaged my back.

"Breathe out." We both exhaled and he brought his hand down to my waist.

We repeated this until my breathing returned back to a normal rate, my body was still shaking with the amount of adrenaline coursing through my veins.

"Th-Thankyou..." I stuttered at him, not able to look directly into his gaze.

"No problem. I think you need some rest." He said, his voice was so soothing and deep. It sounded like melted dark chocolate.

He stood up to leave me but my hand grabbed his, I blushed but spoke anyway.

"Please stay, I don't want to have another one." I pleaded.

He nodded and sat on the chair next to the bed. He stared intently at me and I felt slightly uncomfortable under his intense gaze. I cocked my head to the side and smiled at him.

"What is it?" I asked, leaning forwards on my hand and knees on the bed.

"Shall I tell you what happened last night?" He asked me and I nodded reluctantly. No doubt I did something completely and utterly stupid, I thought to myself.

"I saved you from a horny teenager trying to get in your pants, you were extremely drunk; I had to take you to my place; you passed out; I had to change you into my tshirt as you were covered in alcohol; you woke up and tried to have sex with me; you went to sleep and now we're here."

"Oh Einstein" I mumbled to myself, I felt my cheeks getting extremely hot and I flopped back onto his pillow.

"That's not it yet..." he added, I removed my hands from my red face and looked back at him nervously.

"Now, I'm questioning what I'm thinking. About you." He said, his voice was a lot darker this time and his gaze felt like it could burn my skin.

"Erm...professor...?" I didn't know what to say. This is so wrong...I love it though.

"It's Anthony. I know, you're my student. But you're so different...beautiful." He leaned forward and caressed my cheek with his hand. I leaned into his touch automatically and nuzzled his hand.

"Why don't we try something?" Anthony asked, staring deeply into my eyes, his irises swirled with lust.

I was about to nod when he kissed my neck. I moaned out and grabbed onto his back. I had never been touched like this before.

His mouth left trails along my neck and collar bones, occasionally nipping at my ear. I could feel his tongue making patterns all over my skin as he sucked and bit my sensitive flesh, leaving marks for everyone to see.

"A-Anthony...I've never done anything before..." I stuttered out breathlessly before another moan erupted from my mouth.

He pulled back and looked slightly shocked.

"No one has ever touched you?" He almost whispered.

"Or kissed me." I added.

"We don't have to do anything..." his eyes followed every minute movement I made while I flicked my hair out of my face.

"No, professor I want to. I want you to teach me." I whispered in his ear.

He groaned back at me.

"Are you sure?" He growled back, his voice was dark and gruff.

I nodded my head and I leaned back onto the pillows behind me. I stared at him, daring him with my eyes to make the next move. He shook his head and chuckled darkly.

"If you wish."

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