Dr. Davis' hand explores further.

Dr. Davis' hand explored even lower, dropping to her exposed thigh, his fingers grazing the soft skin just above her knee. Bianca's breath caught in her throat as she felt a jolt of electricity run through her body, her heart racing with anticipation. She didn't move, didn't dare to, as his hand lingered on her thigh, the warmth of his touch seeping into her skin.

The air in the classroom seemed to vibrate with tension, the silence between them growing more oppressive as Dr. Davis' hand remained on her thigh. Bianca's eyes remained locked onto his, her gaze drinking in the intensity of his expression.

Bianca's breath hitched as she felt Dr. Davis' hand move higher up her thigh, his fingers gently caressing her skin. She felt a warmth spread through her body, her heart racing with anticipation. She closed her eyes, her mind swirling with a mixture of guilt and excitement.

As Dr. Davis' hand continued to explore her thigh, Bianca felt a dampness between her legs. She tried to ignore it, tried to focus on the warmth of Dr. Davis' touch, but it only grew stronger. She shifted in her seat, her legs unconsciously spreading wider, allowing Dr. Davis' hand to move even higher.

Dr. Davis' fingers danced across her skin, the gentle caress sending shivers down Bianca's spine. Her eyes remained closed, her mind focused on the sensations coursing through her body. The warmth of his touch seemed to seep into her very being, her muscles relaxing beneath his fingertips. As his hand moved higher, the fabric of her skirt rustled softly, the sound echoing through the silent classroom like a whispered promise.

Bianca's breath caught in her throat as Dr. Davis' fingers grazed the edge of her panties, the delicate lace a fragile barrier between his skin and hers.

Bianca's voice barely above a whisper, broke the silence that had stretched out between them like a taut wire. "Did you mean it, Dr. Davis?" she asked, her words trembling slightly as she struggled to maintain a semblance of composure. "When you said you'd be there for me?" Her eyes fluttered open, locking onto his as she searched for answers in the depths of his gaze.

Dr. Davis' hand stilled on her thigh, his fingers poised on the edge of her panties as he regarded her with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat. For a moment, he didn't respond, his expression unreadable.

Dr. Davis' gaze seemed to bore into her soul, as if searching for the deepest, most hidden recesses of her heart. Bianca's breath hung suspended, her chest frozen in anticipation, as she waited for his response. The silence between them stretched out, a living, breathing entity that pulsed with tension. The air was heavy with unspoken words, the weight of which threatened to crush her.

Slowly, Dr. Davis' face relaxed, his expression softening into a gentle smile. His eyes, however, remained intense, burning with a fire that seemed to sear her very skin.

Dr. Davis' gaze softened as he looked at Bianca, his smile becoming tender. "Yes, Bianca," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I meant every word I said. I'll be here for you whenever you need."

Bianca's heart swelled with emotion as she heard his words, her eyes filling with tears. She felt a weight lift off her shoulders, as if a burden she had been carrying for years had suddenly vanished. She leaned forward, her lips meeting Dr. Davis' in a soft, lingering kiss.

As their lips touched, the world around them melted away, leaving only the thrum of anticipation that had been building between them. Bianca's eyes fluttered closed, and she felt herself becoming lost in the gentle pressure of Dr. Davis' mouth. His lips were soft and warm, and they moved against hers with a tender reverence that made her heart ache with longing.

The kiss deepened, and Bianca felt a shiver run down her spine as Dr. Davis' tongue brushed against hers. She opened her mouth, allowing him to explore the depths of her desire, and was met with a rush of sensation that left her breathless.

As their lips continued to dance, Dr. Davis' fingers eased past the delicate lace of her panties, his touch sending shivers down Bianca's spine. The gentle caress of his fingertips against her skin was like a whispered promise, a vow of pleasure and intimacy that left her breathless. Bianca's eyes remained closed, her mind focused on the sensations coursing through her body as Dr. Davis' fingers explored the tender flesh between her legs.

The world around them melted away, leaving only the sound of their ragged breathing and the soft rustle of fabric as Dr. Davis' fingers moved deeper.

Bianca's breath hitched. She felt a jolt of pleasure as Dr. Davis' fingers began to explore her, his touch gentle and teasing. She opened her eyes, gazing into his as he broke the kiss. His expression was intense, his eyes burning with a desire that made her heart race. She felt a flush spread across her cheeks, a mixture of embarrassment and arousal coursing through her veins.

Dr. Davis' fingers moved with a slow, deliberate rhythm, each movement sending a wave of pleasure crashing through her body. Bianca's eyes fluttered closed, her mind focused on the sensations he was evoking.

Bianca's breath caught in her throat as Dr. Davis' fingers continued to explore her, each movement sending a wave of pleasure crashing through her body. She could feel her heart racing, her pulse pounding in her ears as the intensity of the moment threatened to overwhelm her. She leaned back against the desk, her legs spreading wider as she surrendered herself to the sensations of his touch.

Dr. Davis' gaze remained locked on hers, his eyes filled with a burning desire that made her heart race. His fingers moved with a slow, deliberate rhythm, each movement building in intensity as he coaxed her closer and closer to the edge.

Her eyes closing suddenly as she felt herself coming closer and closer to the edge.