Tracey was laying in post sex bliss on the desk. It still shocked her that it had been so good. Even thoughts of Heidi, the person she wanted touching and kissing her, stayed mostly away during the intense sex.
Fleur's angry accusation shook Tracey from her revelry. She propped herself up on her elbows. "What do you mean, Professor?" she asked with sarcastic, saccharine sweetness. She regarded her, Tracey's gaze turning hard. "Besides, you lied to me!"
She jumped up and whipped her own clothes off the floor to dress.