when walking down the steps towards the front of the lecture hall. She felt like a thousand eyes were on her, like there was a spotlight or sign revealing her true feelings towards Mr. Harmon.
Trying not to make eye contact with her new-found obsession she continued to look to the ground at her little shoes and scurried on over to the last available seat. As she placed her books in-front of us a shadow was cast over her; forced to look up Laura noticed the Alexander smiling at her, his intoxicating smell lingering around her nostrils – a mixture of whisky and aftershave to cover it up and his bottomless brown eyes which seemed to be scanning Laura’s outfit as if he was passing judgment on her appearance.
“Nice of you to join us.” The moment his deep, sharp voice hit Laura’s ears she was brought right back to that point of eruption. She had to calm herself before a whimper left her lips.
Her heart was beating so hard against her breasts, she felt as if it would burst out of her skin, she felt like any movement would leave her gasping for air as she exploded right there in her seat.
Laura tried to mutter out some sort of response but all she could manage was half a smile and a nod. She crossed her legs as a burning sensation for the man before her was seeping from her body; her whole face had turned the same color as her rosy-cheeks.
Alexander seemed to be smirking down at the nervous Laura and after what felt like hours of him standing before her Laura finally managed to look up to the man.
“As I was saying…” He walked away from her. Laura sighed with relief as her body seemed to calm down the more distance he left between them. She couldn’t believe how close he brought her, just by standing and saying a few words Laura felt as if her entire body was being touched by the man. His sharp tongue and deep voice caressed her skin like she’d never felt before; flashes of her dream consumed the lecture and she constantly found her vision being blocked with images in her mind.
Laura could see it as if it was actually happening. She could see him pulling her body in, she knew they fit together like two pieces of a puzzle and his throbbing member would press right up against her little, provocative skirt. She would cry out as he soothed the flesh of her neck with the tip of his tongue; a feeling that sent chills down her spine but excitement between her thighs.
Laura let out a sudden whimper which tore her away from her daydream and threw her back into the lecture-hall chair.
The girl to her left was giving her a funny look, Laura knew it best to try and focus on what Alexander was saying and not what she wanted him to do. It was hard but with her eyes set on the desk in-front of her Laura let her ears do the rest; she knew that one look at Alexander would transport her back into her head where he was tearing that little skirt from her skin and leaning her over his desk.
“So all I want is this – a short story to do with the word ‘temptation.’ It’s due Monday; go and enjoy the weekend.” Suddenly everyone was to their feet. Laura looked around confused, she’d spent an entire forty minutes inside her own head, thinking of all the ways Mr. Harmon could pleasure her.
She wrote down the word ‘temptation’ on a piece of paper and folded it up before placing it in her blue-cardigan pocket. It was the only note she’d taken during the whole lecture and she was starting to think of her attraction somewhat obsessive. Surely this wasn’t normal? Laura asked herself that question over and over as she slowly paced back up the steps and out the room, her skirt flowing freely and a part of Laura hoped that Alexander was watching her leave.
The entire walk to the car she felt embarrassed; tightly grasping her books against her chest Laura couldn’t help but feel she’d made a fool of herself in-front of Alexander. It was the first time he’d directly