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I looked up as she received the message, watching as she bit her lip.

I can’t believe you saved that photo…

What else would I have done with it?

She shook her head, still grinning like a little maniac. But she didn’t move to reply. She just reread the messages over and over, her eyes skimming her phone. What was she thinking? What would she do if I told her to look out her window right now?

Are you touching yourself?

Her body flushed red, and she glanced at the door, her face falling for only a moment. I knew she was thinking about what had just happened, but I wanted her to forget about it. I wanted her to think about me and all we’d already done together, all that we would do together.

Maybe…

Liar.

Her soft laugh floated through the window to me, and my grip tightened on my phone. I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to feel her. I wanted to taste and smell her.

Prove it. Send me a video.

You and your videos.

Is it so wrong to want a video of a pretty girl making herself feel good?

Her smile faltered as she read the message. Did I say something wrong? Did I upset her?

You mean that?

You think I’m pretty?

My chest tightened. Such a sweet, vulnerable question from such a sweet, vulnerable girl.

I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, and I’m incredibly lucky you’ve even given me the time of day.

I didn’t know why she’d asked it, why she was questioning me. But what I said must’ve made her feel better because her hand snaked between her legs. Is that all I had to do? Give her pretty words, tell her she was beautiful, and she’d do what I wanted?

I watched as she stroked her pussy, her body shifting with her movements. She bit her lip to keep quiet, her eyes closed as she worked herself higher. Lifting her phone above her, she used the inside of her arms to press her tits together, one hand still between her legs, as she snapped a photo of her naked body.

Seconds later, I was staring at her on my phone. She looked so cute like that, like she was trying to be sexy for me. But it was wrong. She was cute, like a little fawn. She wasn’t a seductress, but seeing her try to be one made my cock ache even harder.

She was pushing herself outside her comfort zone for me, and that was a bigger accomplishment than fucking all the students I had in my life.

I scrolled through my photos until I found a photo of my dick I’d taken a few days ago and sent it. Her hand moved faster between her legs, and her breathing grew heavier as she stared at the photo.

My free hand wrapped around my cock, and I stroked myself in time with her movements. I had already been close, but watching her get herself off to a photo of my cock made me barrel closer to my release.

With one hand, she typed out a reply.

You’re so big. I don’t know if I can take all of you.

My eyes rolled back, and the hold on my phone tightened until my hand shook. She knew all the things to say to make me lose my mind. I fought with myself to not rip the screen from her window and climb inside. I’d pin her to the bed and shove my cock inside her, proving that she could take me. Every fucking inch.

You can.

I hesitated before sending the next message, playing out my fantasy.

Even if I had to tie you down and force you to take every inch, you would. Even if you screamed and cried and begged me to stop, I wouldn’t. Not until I was fully inside you. But you’d like that, wouldn’t you?

She moaned at the message, and the sound made my muscles tremble.

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