Chapter 11 Intimate With Professor Zane

• I can't hide my proud smirk as I watch Zane in the throes of his climax. His head is thrown back, and his Adam apple bobs as he breathes sharply in the darkness surround us. His fist in my hair is tight, but I don't mind. I swallow and get up on shaky legs, I am sure my knees are bruised, but I don't care. It is worth it.
• To watch this dark mysterious man lose himself like this. It makes me feel giddy with an untamed ego. So this was what it felt like to be a woman with the power to make a man lose control.
• "You." Zane says, his baritone is scratchy, and his eyes are even more darkly intense. It makes me momentarily scared in the darkness, but I know this man won't hurt me.