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Warning : The Chapter below is not suitable for those under eighteen.

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Violet was about to cross a line she never imagined she would, at least, not here at Lunaris Academy. She wasn’t scared, just nervous. This was her first time, after all, and she could only hope Asher would enjoy it.

Her only saving grace? She’d seen Nancy service her customers this way before, sometimes by accident, sometimes on purpose. Yes, she was still a teenager, and sometimes... well, curiosity really did kill the cat.

Asher grasped her chin, tilting it up until her eyes locked on his. He asked her. "You know what you’re about to do, right."

Violet was about to reply when an idea hit her. She answered instead. "Yes, daddy."

Asher’s eyes widened in surprise and just like that, Violet felt a sense of triumph. It wasn’t every day you got to catch the puppet master off guard. Oh yes, she was already enjoying this.

For a beat, Asher just stared at her, and then his expression shifted, dark delight glinting in his eyes. "Seems like someone’s about to make good on her promise to me."

"Promise?" Violet blinked, confused. "What promise?" She searched her memory but came up blank.

Asher chuckled, amused. "Let me jog that pretty little memory of yours. The ’special skills’ you wrote on your application to Lunaris Academy."

Violet’s face turned crimson and she stuttered. "I-I only wrote those things out of anger! I didn’t even want to come to this matchmaking academy! I was trying to fail on purpose!"

"Well, lucky me," Asher said unapologetically, "I was the one who approved your application. And look where it led us." His voice warmed with a dark satisfaction, as if this was all part of some grand plan he’d been savoring.

Violet glared at him. "Those words were not meant for you, Asher. And has anyone ever told you you’re insane?"

"Every day," Asher answered smoothly, no shame whatsoever.

Then his gaze pinned her, saying with conviction.

"And yes, those promises were written just for me.

Maybe it sounds crazy, but I think fate planted those words right in your mouth and led you straight to this moment.

" His lips curved into a dangerous smile.

"So, baby girl, show me what you’ve got. "

This wasn’t just about desire anymore. This was a challenge and Violet Purple had never been one to back down from one.

"As you wish, daddy," Violet purred, savoring the reaction that crossed his face. It looked like someone had a daddy kink and she was more than ready to play with it.

Without hesitation, she leaned in, pressing her face lightly against his now painfully hard length, the fabric of his pants doing little to hide just how much he wanted her. It strained tight, as if on the verge of tearing.

With her teeth, Violet traced along him, biting and teasing through the fabric. The groan that rumbled from Asher was a tortured one, and it thrilled her because this was only the beginning.

She reached for his belt, unfastened it, and tossed it aside before pushing his pants down, freeing his hard, engorged member. Violet swallowed at the sight. Asher was long, smooth, and undeniably beautiful.

When she glanced up, she found Asher watching her with a raised brow. ’Like what you see?’ he teased.

Violet swallowed again, her mind spinning. Asher was going to spear her with that length. Nonetheless, Violet was not deterred. She caught sight of beads of pre-cum that were cascading out of his wet cock and licked her lips in anticipation. That looked like it was going to be fun.

Then Violet wrapped her hand around him and swirled her tongue around the head. Asher hissed, his hips bucking forward, pushing deeper into her mouth. But Violet kept him in check, this wasn’t the time yet. She needed to explore him first.

Asher was hot in her grasp. Very hot, though not enough to scald. He tasted salty, yet faintly sweet, and as she repeated the motion, Asher’s eyes fluttered shut, lost in the sensation.

For the first time in her life, Violet was truly grateful for Nancy’s ’education.’ She closed her fingers around the base and applied just the right amount of pressure, knowing how sensitive that spot was.

"Fuck," Asher groaned, the sound rough and strangled. His voice came out tight as he muttered, "This is torture, my queen." At this point, even he wasn’t sure who was really being punished because it sure felt like him.

Violet smiled in quiet triumph. The rush of having him at her mercy filled her with a delicious sense of power. Even though she was the one giving pleasure, his desire was driving her just as wild.

So Violet took his head fully into her mouth, sucking him like a lollipop. The gesture was erotic, dirty, and intense as she made suckling sounds with her mouth. At the same time, Violet pumped him up and down with her hand, slowly increasing the pressure and rhythm as she went.

Asher’s moan rumbled through the classroom, deep and raw — so loud that anyone walking past the door would have no doubt about what was happening inside. But he didn’t care. Nothing else existed in that moment. Just him and his queen.

Asher began moving with her, his hips bucking slightly in time with her rhythm.

His head tilted back, eyes closed, lost in the wave of pleasure crashing over him.

But when he looked down, it was to see Violet gazing up at him, a teasing smile in her eyes, and her mouth full of his dick as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

And that was all it took to push Asher over the edge.

With a deep growl, he came, spilling into her mouth. But to his shock, not a drop escaped. Violet swallowed every bit, licking her lips with a wicked little smile, as if she’d just enjoyed the most satisfying treat.

"You were saying?" Violet purred, a clear dig at his earlier teasing that she couldn’t handle him.

At once, Asher’s eyes darkened, a fierce, predatory gleam lighting them. He was done holding back

Before Violet could get another word out, Asher grabbed a fistful of her hair, tilting her head back. "Time for your punishment, baby girl. Don’t gag," he murmured darkly.

Before Violet could even brace herself, Asher thrust into her mouth, filling her completely.

There was no pause, nor a moment to adjust, Asher made her take him deep, right down her throat.

Instinctively, Violet wanted to gag, but she clenched her will, remembering his warning.

Instead, she held on, her eyes watering from the initial shock, determination blazing behind the haze of tears.

Violet nearly choked on his dick as Asher thrust deep again, but then, she held on.

This was a challenge, and she wasn’t about to back down.

Asher began to move rougher, his grip tight in her hair, guiding her pace without restraint.

She took it willingly, a determined glint in her eyes, playing her part like a good girl.

The sensation of being used for his pleasure thrilled her, sending a rush through her body. Violet moaned softly around him, the vibrations making him groan as she welcomed him deeper each time, savoring every push.

"Fuck! You’re mine." Asher growled, thrusting into her mouth faster and harder.

Violet moaned softly in acknowledgment, her mouth still full of him.

The grip of Asher’s hand in her hair tightened, a sure sign that he was close to the edge.

Deciding to push him over, Violet reached up and gently played with his balls. And that was it. Asher’s back went rigid, veins standing out in his neck. With a deep, animalistic growl, he came hard, filling her mouth with his release, his grip in her hair tightening just enough to sting.

Violet swallowed smoothly, licking him clean as he slowly pulled away, breathless and wasted.