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Natalia poured every ounce of longing that had accumulated into the searing kiss. She’d been craving the taste of Samantha all night as they danced, bodies pressed together.

Now she indulged, exploring the heat of Samantha’s mouth. She kissed her ravenously, taking everything she’d been denied.

Samantha’s hands grasped her hips, urging Natalia closer. Natalia relished Samantha’s responsiveness, the raw need in it. But it wasn’t what she wanted tonight.

Natalia grabbed Samantha’s wandering hands just as they slid under her shirt, pressing them firmly into the bed on either side of Samantha’s head.

“Don’t even think about moving these,” Natalia ordered, her eyes blazing with the rough command.

Samantha inhaled sharply, wearing her lust in the darkness of her eyes and the bottom lip trapped between her teeth. The sight was so hot, Natalia nearly faltered. But she was on a mission to get what she needed.

Now to test her obedience. She held Samantha’s gaze captive as she leaned down, stopping just shy of bringing their lips together. Samantha strained, trying to close the distance, but Natalia held back, letting the anticipation build.

“So eager,” Natalia mused, trailing a single fingertip down Samantha’s neck, letting the sharp edge of her nail bite into her skin.

Samantha shivered at the touch, desperate for more. Natalia rewarded her, dipping down to run her tongue over her hardening nipple while she watched. Balling her hands up into fists, Samantha was obviously struggling with her directive.

“Do you want to touch me?” Natalia sat up, reaching behind her to unzip her dress before tugging it over her head and discarding it.

At the sight of her in lacy lingerie, Samantha’s eyes nearly bulged out of her skull. “Yes,” she replied, voice husky and broadcasting how turned on she already was. Dancing had been the best foreplay Natalia had ever experienced.

Pleased that Samantha was thrumming with the same arousal coursing through her, Natalia flashed a grin. She knew her cleavage was on mouthwatering display while she unfastened Samantha’s belt. If Samantha could resist, she might trust her to obey.

The test proved too challenging. Samantha shot up, arms around Natalia. She kissed her like she was drowning, and Natalia was her only hope for salvation.

Natalia indulged in the sensation of being needed. But only for a moment. Digging her fingernails into Samantha’s shoulder, she forced her on her back.

“Disobedience, Professor, will not be tolerated.”

Like she was cracking a whip, Natalia snatched the belt from Samantha’s pants. The leather was cool in her hot hands as she looped the end into the buckle.

It took her a second to remember how to do it. She hadn’t used the move in years, but her muscle memory didn’t falter. When she looked up at Samantha, her bare chest flushed and heaving, she’d fashioned the belt into a double handcuff.

“You broke my rules,” Natalia said, voice low as she moved further up Samantha’s body, knees landing on either side of her ribcage. “I’d say that I hate to punish you,” she bent low, lips grazing Samantha’s, “but I’ve never seen the point of lying.” She nipped at her bottom lip hard enough to nearly draw blood before leaning back.

Samantha cursed, hips digging into the bed like Natalia’s mouth was between her thighs. Like she could feel her lips and tongue and fingertips. “I’m sorry,” she groaned, and Natalia almost believed her.

While Natalia fastened her wrists with the belt, Samantha cursed, obviously delighted at her consequences. Natalia whispered against the shell of her ear, “No safe word. Just tell me if you want out, alright?”

Samantha nodded, proving that she couldn’t be trusted by kissing Natalia’s neck the second she had a chance. Natalia rewarded her with a hand to her throat.

“Behave,” Natalia warned, “or I won’t let you taste me.”

Cursing again, Samantha tossed her head back. No one had ever looked more pleased to be threatened.

After yanking off the rest of Samantha’s clothes, Natalia kneeled between her long legs. She ran her hands over her strong thighs, parting them as wide as they would go.

“Don’t you dare come until I tell you that you can,” Natalia all but growled.

Body flushed and face dressed in agony, Samantha swallowed hard. Sultry gaze fixed on Natalia, she nodded.

Natalia pinned her with a glance and didn’t release her from her direct eye contact when she dipped down and ran her flat tongue up Samantha’s pussy, curling her tongue over the tip of her clit.

Samantha cried out, hips jerking up as if to force Natalia to give her more. Straining against the leather binding her wrists together, Samantha cursed and begged for more.

Satisfied at her reaction, Natalia nestled between her legs and wrapped her arms around her thighs. With full confidence that she was about to blow Samantha’s mind, she rocked Samantha into her mouth, hard clit slipping between her lips.

Panting, Samantha planted her feet on the bed. She tried to change the tempo, to make Natalia go faster. But Natalia dug her nails into her thighs, correcting her.