Chapter 3

The musky scent of Caesar's body as his hands wrapped around her waist was indescribable. Clenching her fist, Bibi applied pressure onto her thumb until she winced with pain at having him so close. His deep, steady breath compelled her to lean into him, but she resisted. Every fiber of her body pulsed with a desire to place herself back across his knee. To place herself in a position where he would take the lead and teach her, her place in his life.

Bibi desires nothing more than to be wanted by him. The rough woolen fabric of the skirt rubs across her bare flesh as she trembles with desire. She gasps as she feels his hand reaches across her thigh to snap the skirt against her skin. She closes her eyes with anticipation. Sophie is right. She can barely resist herself as, for the briefest moment, she closes her eyes and lets her heart speak her truth. She says three simple words to describe the essence of her soul, allowing the tones to float from the depths of her soul.

Her voice is so quiet that she wonders if she said or merely thought them. But then she hears the sudden gasp of breath as he feels it, too. As she parts from him, her fingers trailing the front of his shoulders until she sees the surprise in his eyes. She lets the magic rest within her(;) as the moment stirs within her as she holds the thoughts, still knowing she needs to do better. As Bibi's eyes find his soft smirk, she knows Sophie is right; Bibi has to find him outside of the school.

Turning on her heels, Bibi looks to the class and feels the eyes on her, a mixture of surprise and jealousy. Looking to the back of the room, she sees Sophie's mouth gaped open in complete surprise. Smoothing down the front of her skirt, the rough wool fabric touched her soft thighs. She wished he had waited until the end of class to help dress her. It would have been far more intimate then, but would have gone against the standard practices.

She understands the desire to let every student see that they can be corrected, forgiven, and welcomed back into the classroom. Back amongst the family, the student body, she desires nothing more than his forgiveness, which she knows she has. But she wanted so badly to find her way under his desk to nestle herself into a hidden place where she could run her hands against his inner thighs. She could be hidden in the depth of discovery and give him something any man would long for.

She wants to look into his eyes as she takes him into her mouth. She has never done anything like this in her life, but she wants to be closer to him. To be in his presence, wherever he is, is the only place she can imagine hiding in the classroom. She can be his little secret, desire, and need. Her body is trembling with desire as she does her best to calm herself, not knowing if she could even clean this skirt if she gets too excited.

Walking back to her seat, she does her best to stop the desire from putting a saunter into her step. Everything she knows about Caesar tells her he is a hunter among men. The smallest movement of her body, the slightest twist of her hips could bring his eyes to her. She is sure of it but doesn't test the waters.

It would only hurt if she did anything that could change how others see him. He could lose interest if Bibi had done anything that would taunt him or question his authority. The problematic and delicate balance that weighed on her mind between the playful imp and the rebellious brat was daunting. She was hoping to slowly pull Caesar out of his shell without undoing all the work she had spent.

She knew in her heart that in this Corvinus Academy he was the highest authority. That naturally controlling and paying for everything based on generational wealth has placed him far above what any man could achieve on their own. Like the Saudi princes, he was so affluent that there was no proper way to measure his wealth due to the mere assets he controlled.

Turning on the balls of her feet, she feels a little disappointed when she sees that his eyes are not in her stall. She senses his want is genuine, but his focus in the classroom among the students is absolute. She is not the only one who wants to better her future. Bibi sighs as she is made to wait while she is in the classroom. Perhaps Sophie is correct; the only possible way for Bibi to truly grasp Caesar's attention is to find him outside the classroom. Outside the campus, only the two of them are out in the town.