Teach Me Something New, Part 1 (Teach Me #1)

By Summer Olsen

Short story light BDSM erotica: Approx. 13,000 words

Lucy Montgomery has never met a line she wouldn’t cross.

Raised by activist parents, Lucy grew up challenging authority. Now 22, her wild behavior has nearly gotten her kicked out of college more than once. But she’s determined to earn her Master’s degree in Business and prove she can be practical, no matter how little it interests her.

She’s never known a man like him.

But Lucy has a passion for books and can’t resist the chance to audit sexy, single Professor Ryan Sherwood’s popular literature course. And when the Professor reprimands her on the first day of class, she discovers she can’t resist his authoritarian allure either.

Aroused by the hint of steel in Professor Sherwood’s eyes, the subtle command in his voice, and the fetish magazines hidden in his desk, Lucy embarks on an exercise in her deepest, darkest desires with the masterful Professor as her willing teacher.

(Teach Me Something New contains elements of BDSM including spanking.)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Summer Olsen
• Release date: Nov 5, 2013
• ISBN: 9781311215475

Summer Olsen

Born and raised in Georgia, Summer Olsen is a faithful wife by day, and a naughty writer by night. Summer has an obsession for everything romantic and steamy. She derives immense pleasure in sharing her passion and telling stories that arouses and awakens the senses of the readers.Photo credit: epSos.de

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Teach Me Something New

(Teach Me, #1)

Part 1

Summer Olsen

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As usual, I was running late. If you ask my mother, I was late to my own birth and still haven’t seen fit to catch up with everyone else. But hey, I’m only twenty-two. I can be on time later. Maybe.

Still, I was hurrying. I had been looking forward to this class since I’d seen it on the course list at the end of last semester. A warm blossom had unfurled in my heart at the prospect of an entire course on Victorian literature. I didn’t really have space for it in my schedule, but I couldn’t resist. So here I was, way too early on a Wednesday morning, rushing across campus to audit a class that had nothing to do with my degree.

I tried to ease my way into the lecture hall and quietly take my seat. I really did. But the only spot left was in the middle of the second row. I had to climb over people. And okay, maybe I didn’t have to try and walk along the back of the seats, but it seemed easier. I have really good balance. When I hopped off, I took a bow, smiling at the laughter and applause.

Excuse me, miss.

I swallowed hard. I had heard good things about Professor Sherwood, but no one had mentioned how gorgeous he was. His brown hair was a little long, brushing the collar of his button down shirt. With his broad shoulders and barrel chest, he looked like he belonged on the docks working a trawler, not in front of a literature class. His voice was low and firm, his grey eyes cool. I grinned at him.

Lucy Montgomery, I supplied.

Miss Montgomery, he said, softly. Thank you for gracing us with your cheerful presence. However, I’m sure at least some of your classmates would like to hear what I have to say. Now, sit. He motioned at the chair behind me.

I sat, cheeks burning, heart thumping. I had to sit. My knees were suddenly wobbly. It was that tone of voice. Deep, quiet, firm. Like a touch. It made my mouth go dry, and my pussy go wet. I squeezed my legs together as Professor Sherwood continued, giving us a brief explanation of what we’d be covering this semester. I listened without hearing, letting the words wash over me and wanting nothing more than to sneak my hands down between my legs. I’d never had a man’s voice affect me like that. Hell, I couldn’t remember the last time a man’s touch got me that turned on. My sex was hot and throbbing and all he’d done was reprimand me.

I managed to take notes for the rest of the class, somehow. But all I could think about was Professor Ryan Sherwood’s broad shoulders and low voice.

* * *

I was sipping my mocha latte with extra whip when I heard it again. He was sitting at one of the

Reviews for Teach Me Something New, Part 1 (Teach Me #1)

[mecaza-1 · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

Downloaded and read this short story immediately after finishing the freebie Part 1 :) The relationship reaches it's climax (in more ways than one, LOL) ... lots of fun! I may or may not continue with the series.....