Honor Thy Teacher (Honor Series) - By Mummert, Teresa Page 0,16

this moment. I didn’t like when anyone broke the rules but I knew what would come after would be sheer bliss. I licked my lips at the sight of her, playing with the belt in my hands. “Lay down” I motioned towards the bed. She didn’t hesitate for a second. She slid her body past mine, making sure to brush her naked chest against mine. She crawled across my bed, laying in the center. I couldn’t look away. I followed her, crawling over top of her body, careful not to rest any weight on her. I slid the belt slowly over her stomach and lightly over her chest. “Give me your hands.” She placed them in front of me. I slowly looped the belt around them and pulled them above her head, securing them to the headboard. I wanted to feel her hands on me but I couldn’t. I couldn’t let anyone touch me. It would hurt too much in the absence of their hands. “That’s better” I whispered in her ear. I trailed tiny kisses down her jaw as gooseflesh followed. My mouth found hers quickly. This I could allow myself. Her tongue pushed back against mine and my hips involuntarily bucked against her in response. I had her right where I wanted her and she had me.

I slid my hands lower, pushing at her jeans, careful to leave her panties in place. Not wanting to push too much too soon. I thought of the fact that I didn’t give her a safe word. I didn’t want to scare her. If she told me to stop, I would, without hesitation. I lowered myself, kissing my way down her chest, paying special attention to her hardened nipples. She began panting, her chest rising and falling hard beneath my lips. “Shhhh…” I whispered against her causing gooseflesh under my breath. I slid my hand lower, rubbing over the delicate fabric of her panties. She melted under my touch. A deep moan escaped her throat. I stilled immediately. “I warned you.” I smiled as she looked pained, longing for me to touch her again. I lifted myself off her. “Roll over.” I commanded but she didn’t move. “Now!” I hissed. She flipped over onto her stomach. I slowly slid her jeans over her hips and threw them across the room. My hands had been aching to touch her again. I slid my hands over her bottom as I struggled to not come at the very sight of her. I allowed my fingers to dip between her legs causing her breath to hitch. As she took another breathe I brought my hand down across her backside. She shrieked at the sudden contact. “Shhh…” I warned her, testing her. I brought my hand down again. She didn’t make a sound and I couldn’t help but smile proudly. I rubbed over the pink mark and kissed it gently. I swatted her one last time. She remained silent. I leaned over her and whispered in her ear. “Good girl” I unzipped my jeans and pulled them off, anxious to be closer to her. “Now you get a reward” I lowered my body onto her, placing myself between her legs. I pushed against her and to my surprise her body pushed back into mine. “You want me?” I asked, hardly able to speak.

“Yes” She panted and my hips flexed against her.

“Yes what?” I needed to hear her say it.

“Yes, Sir” She moaned. I had to pull back from her. I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from finishing if I didn’t.

“Not yet.” I replied as I forced myself to leave her. She tugged at the belt that bound her hands. “Rollover” I commanded. I didn’t hesitate this time. I rolled back over to face him. I waited for the shock to wash over her as she gazed upon me naked, stroking myself. “Spread your legs” I commanded. She slowly moved her legs. “Wider” I yelled, a little harsher than I intended. She did, her eyes never leaving my hand. I searched her eyes for any sign of fear, any sign of regret. There was none.

I crawled over her, positioning myself between her legs. I rubbed over her panties, mirroring the action of my other hand. She pushed back against my fingers. Her eyes closed. I began to quicken my pace. “Look at me.” My voice was low and came out as a growl. She gasped but didn’t make another sound. I leaned in and brushed my lips