so I can lap up the slick honey there. I cluck my tongue and slide my chair closer, so that my shoulders bump against the insides of her spread calves. I can smell her arousal. My horns burst out, and I can feel my eyes flame when I say softly, “I want you to go slower. And change to circles.”
“Yes, Mr. Vanngrenoth,” she whispers. Her thighs start to tremble.
I keep my eyes on her fingers, on that little puff and crease that is just visible through the white silk of her panties. When the material becomes translucent, I stand up.
“Lift your ass.” I order. “The next lesson is using your bare hand.”
“But I already know how to do that,” she whines.
“Not well enough,” I tell her. Then I grab her knees and shove them farther apart, spreading those thighs and just staring at the hot picture she makes, her breasts exposed above her bra, shirt open, pussy wet as she’s sprawled across my desk.
I take a mental picture. A mental video. I don’t ever want to forget how my Katrina looks right now.
“Girls who don’t follow the rules and whine about lessons get spanked,” I warn.
Her hips flex at that.
Ohh, yes. I definitely think Katrina is into the naughty schoolgirl roleplay.
“But I came here to learn new things,” she pouts, then bites down on a smile.
Fuck yes.
I grab her arm and haul her up, a fake stern expression crossing my face. “Young lady! What did I just say?”
Her eyes go wide and ditzy. “But, Mr. Vanngrenoth!”
I whirl her around and bend her over the desk. I flip her skirt up. Then I have to bite back a moan when I slide her wet panties down her thighs and bare her perfect ass. I want to bite it.
Not yet, I tell myself. Soon.
Instead, I stand back up and loom over her. “You are going to get spanked for that sassy mouth, young lady.”
“But—”
I cut off her protests with a sharp smack to her ass. It makes that sweet flesh bounce and grow pink.
“Oh!” Her exclamation is one of surprise, not pain, because we’re playing, and I just want my girl to have the most memorable naughty first time ever.
I smack her again, and this time, her moan is pure wanton pleasure. I raise my hand a third time, but there’s a knock at my door.
“Mr. Vanngrenoth!” a young man’s voice calls through the door.
“I’m with a student!” I call out. “You’ll have to come back later!”
Katrina turns from where she’s been clutching the edge of my desk. “Do you think he heard?”
I thought the possibility might scare my innocent girl, but there’s a dirty gleam in those eyes of hers.
“We can make sure he does,” I tell her, before smacking her again.
This time, there’s no mistaking that her moan is for show.
Who knew that under her shy, sweet exterior, my girl had an exhibitionist streak?
It’s so damn hot, I can’t hold back any longer. I unzip my pants and drop them and my boxers. I step closer and lean over her.
“Next lesson. I’m going to tease you with my cock until you come.”
“Already?” she asks. And her nerves are back, just like that.
I run a gentle hand down her back, before removing her shirt completely and then tracing her spine. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to fuck you. Just play with you.” I press my hard cock against her wet heat and slide slowly back and forth to show her what I mean. “See?”
I want…I want so badly to press into her. But she’s not screaming for it yet. She’s not moaning with wanton abandon. So I wait and I tease, until I feel her moaning, until I feel her get even wetter and her thighs clench as my cockhead drags steadily back and forth over her pussy and clit.
I watch her shudder as an orgasm takes her, watch her ass cheeks clench and her body writhes.
When she collapses onto the desk, she gives a shallow laugh. And post-orgasm truths come spilling from her lips. “But I want you to…do it. If it’s just you, just one… I’m scared about taking all of you.”
I help her up and pull her to my chair, sitting down with her straddling my lap. I gently kiss her gorgeous lips. “I’ll give you anything you want, Trina. Anything.” I cup her cheek.
We share a long tender moment where our eyes lock together. “Do you want the schoolgirl fantasy, or just us?” I ask.