A few days had passed, and the campus had settled into its usual rhythm, but nothing felt usual for Stiles anymore. Every lecture, every hallway glance from Derek left her thighs slick and her mind foggy with memories of his cock, his tongue, his cum. Today, after the final English Lit class, most students had already rushed out. Stiles was packing her books when Derek leaned against her desk, that signature smirk playing on his lips.

“Stay back, tutor. I need you to teach me.”