Page 80 of Teacher's Pet

A pause, then more pressure.

“Of course not. Just the blonde, slutty ones.”

Something unzipped. Hard flesh pressed against my hole.

A drawer slammed. Seconds later, lube coated my ass and thighs.

“I’ve been wanting to fuck you, you know.” His voice was lower now, right at my ear.

I tried to scoot forward, but his grip on my waist only tightened, hard enough to bruise.

“Slutty little thing. Always flirting in class. Talking to fucking Landon…”

A chill ran down my spine.

“Laughing with him.”

The head of his cock pushed inside. Slow. Burning. I whimpered, but he didn’t stop. His grip dug in harder.

“Always giving me fuck-me eyes… practically begging to be taken after class, huh? You failed on purpose, didn’t you?”

The stretch made me moan before I could stop myself.

“Fuck… since you walked in, I’ve been counting the days until I could bend you over and have my filthy way with you.”

Despite the sting, I arched back into him, chasing the fullness. So deep.

So fucking full.

My whole lower body tingled from his words.

“Fuck that ass… so pretty.”

He suddenly flipped me.

One second I was bent over, the next I was upside down in his grip, staring right at him. He was grinning, driving into me. I moaned, dazed, meeting his eyes as he pounded harder.

“Pretty boy,” he grunted, grabbing my face and shoving his tongue into my mouth. The kiss was brutal, wet, consuming. His cock slammed into me as his tongue fucked my throat.

I nearly sobbed from the overstimulation, my ass clenching around him, my mouth filled with him, every nerve in my body lit up and burning.

He pounded into me hard, his cock showing me exactly who was in charge. All I could hear were growls inot my mouth, then I felt his dick pulse.

My ass clenched around him immediately, milking every drop of his release.

“Ah… fuck.”

“Mr. Thorne,” I moaned, still coaxing him with slow pulses.

He froze for a beat, then let out a low chuckle. “You haven’t called me that in a while.”

I opened my eyes, locking onto his warm brown ones.

“I prefer calling you daddy,” I murmured with a grin, just as he pulled out, his come flooding hot between my thighs.

I tried to push up, but the sting in my ass made me wince. He caught me easily, dragging me into his lap.

“Did you like it?” I teased, tilting my head as his arm tightened around me.