My Professor's Sin

Monday mornings were always the worst. I'd wake up with the worst case of bedhead, terrible morning breath, and have to go to class with the most arrogant and self-centered man in the world. Jaxon Wilde, my professor at Harvard Law. Of course, I had other professors, but this man sure knew how to work people up. It doesn't help when he constantly has people stroking his ego daily. I won't lie, the man is damn good-looking. But I would never give him the satisfaction of telling him that. He is always bugging and picking, punishing people for the dumbest reasons, what is this, high school? My thoughts are interrupted by a loud banging on my room door.

"Yo, Bailei get your ass up were gonna be late. And no one wants to hear Mr. Asshole's mouth this morning." I laugh at my best friend, Landon, choice of words. It had become a usual thing for us to call Mr. Wilde an asshole behind his back. With Landon's words in mind, I rush to the bathroom and quickly get ready for the day.

"Took you long enough." Landon says between his teeth. I shove his shoulder as I stand in front of him. He didn't move one inch. "Shut up." I tell him. Landon is very tall, about 6 feet. He has beautiful bottle-green eyes with flecks of gray in them. His blonde hair was in a messy but neat heap of curls atop his head. He had an incredible build as well. He was buff and had broad shoulders with a tiny waist. His perfectly shaped eyebrows rise and his plump heart-shaped lips form a smirk as he watches me check him out. His green eyes catch mine and my face fills with color knowing he caught me.

"You might as well be drooling, BaiBai." I playfully wipe the corners of my mouth, as if something were there.

"I'm sorry, you just look so handsome today, I couldn't stop myself." He lets out a light laugh.

"Well," he adjusts himself to my 5 feet 8 inches of height, " you look just as divine as ever. But let's save the compliments for later, we have a class to get to." I sigh loudly.

"Please do not remind me." He laughs at my sullen expression. "Oh come on, it's Monday it can't be that bad today." He says reassuringly.

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Oh, how wrong Landon was. This day has turned out to be worse than usual. Today's lesson had been particularly boring. I found myself nodding away every few seconds until I finally gave in to sleep. I had been sleeping so peacefully, so comfortably, just to be woken by a loud smack as a large textbook slammed onto my table.

"What the hell?" My eyes slowly take in the person in front of me.

Oh

shit

. I drift my gaze up, seeing his manhood in front of my face. I feel my cheeks flaming as I sit up to face Mr. Wilde.

"Nice of you to join us, Mr. Anderson. You can sleep in any other class, yet you choose to sleep in mine. Not acceptable. Today was supposed to be a free day after the lecture, but since you chose to sleep, you get to stay." He dismisses the rest of the students and everyone gets up to leave.