And just as she was about to cum, her phone rang, the sound piercing through the haze of lust like a cold shower. She froze, her eyes flying open. It was Mr. Kapoor's number on the screen, a stark reminder of her reality. She quickly take the phone in her hand , her heart racing as she fumbled to answer the call. "H-hello?" she stammered, trying to disguise the need in her voice.

"Shreya," he said, his voice like a whip crack. "I hope you're working hard on that report."