Page 79 of Teacher's Pet

“Why did you fail the test?” he asked, zipping himself back up and pushing me into a sitting position.

“I—”

“Think, blondie.”

I swallowed. “I didn’t study.” It felt like he’d ripped a confession out of me I hadn’t wanted to say.

“Yeah, you weren’t made for thinking, were you?”

Fuck. Where was this coming from? Why was his voice so rough and deep… taunting?

“Over my desk.”

I turned and felt my way forward until my fingers brushed the edge. Slowly, I bent over it. His hand cupped my left ass cheek before slapping it, leaving both cheeks fully exposed.

He flipped my skirt up. The cold air hit my bare skin and I shivered.

He whistled. “How many inches of extra credit did you want?”

I froze, flushing. “I… all of it.”

He chuckled and smacked my ass again.

“Mmh. I love having dumb, pretty lusters like you in my class. Makes the end of the year real fun.” He tugged my skirt down until it pooled at my ankles.

“A+ ass,” he muttered, gripping my waist and pulling me flush against his slacks. The fabric was cold. I shivered again.

He pinned my wrists behind my back, trapping me.

“Try to fight back. If you can get away, I’ll give you full points without making you take this tight little pucker of yours.”

I tried, thrashing, pushing, but he didn’t budge.

Strong.

The air hit my bare ass again.

“Too bad,” he tsked. “Guess you’ll earn your grade the hard way.”

One hand held my wrists while the other grazed my inner thigh, ghosting over my skin. His fingers found their way to my hole.

“Mmh… pink. I like that.”

A finger pressed inside. Dry. I gasped. Fuck, I was trapped. I wriggled, but he just chuckled.

It felt violating… and so good. Some deep part of me loved it, him testing my hole, working it open like it was his right.

He added a second finger, prying me wider, then spat on me. The warm, slick spit slid down, easing the burn.

“I have a boyfriend at home,” I blurted.

He grinned. I could hear it. “Bratty little thing.”

Fuck, he was talking about me.

“But I love giving my stupid students a chance to pass… especially when they’ve got asses like this.”

It slipped out before I could stop it. “You do this with all your students?” I asked breathlessly.