How to Seduce Your Succubus

Ch. 32

Professor Bellamy nods toward the sofa in his office. “Get undressed,” he says.

My pulse skips. I glance at the sofa, then back at him. He’s completely unreadable.

Of course he is.

I hesitate, suddenly feeling painfully shy. Slowly, I slide my panties down beneath my skirt and fold them neatly besid...