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“I’m behind on my assignments.”
He slams the notepad back down on the desk, making me jump. “Nitkin, now.”
“But, I—”
“Now, Camilla. Don’t make me ask again.”
I grab the notebook and my law book, shoving them into my bag.
Eva gives me a look as if she knows exactly why I got caught and it makes me feel a little vulnerable. Could she put two and two together?
“See you at lunch?” I ask.
She nods. “Yeah, see you there.”
“Less chatting and more moving, Camilla,” Principal Byrne barks.
I shoulder my backpack and then head out into the corridor, my heart pounding faster than my feet can carry me. My gut twists with sickness as I get closer and closer to Professor Nitkin’s office. It’s been one week since I last got punished by him for being late. I wonder what kind of punishment he’ll come up with this time.
8
GAVRIL
Icrack my neck as I stare at the student standing in front of me.
It’s been one week without so much as a flirtatious glance from Camilla Morrone. I was convinced that my refusal to show her just how depraved I can be was the final nail in the coffin, so to speak. I had fully believed that she’d given up her pursuit of me, even if I couldn’t stop the fantasies running wild in my head. It was best that way.
I couldn’t deny that I’d missed her sexy gazes and the way she stared at me as if she wanted me to drag her into my basement and give her my cock, amongst other things.
She’d endured two very different punishments from me, both of which she appeared to enjoy. The second went beyond the realms that I’ve ever used for punishing a student, but that’s because my savage corporal punishment that she endured was so pleasurable she climaxed. And yet she was the same dirty little girl, rubbing her thighs together while I treated her like a pet.
Clearly I was wrong that I put her off as she stands in front of me, jabbering on about Oak, sending her for punishment.
“What did you do this time?” I ask, clenching my fists beneath the table.
She bites her bottom lip. “He caught me doing the anatomy assignment in law class.”
Adds insult to injury that she was doing an assignment for my fucking class in Oak’s class. I stand and pace the floor of the office, racking my brain about how I’m supposed to punish her when two of my options failed spectacularly the first time around.
There’s no way in hell I can drag her back down into my basement, as I know I’ll do something that I’ll regret, particularly if she can’t control herself and climaxes again.
I stop pacing and glare at her. “Well, corporal punishment wasn’t really a punishment for you and neither was degredation.” I run a hand through my hair. “You said it yourself, that you’re not sure anything I do to you would be a punishment, so what can I do?” It takes every ounce of willpower that I possess not to drag her back into my basement and have my wicked way with her. “How do I punish you, Camilla?”
She shrugs. “I guess the pain was punishment in the end, since you left me bruised for days.”
Hearing that I left my mark on her for days makes all the blood in my body rush south, as I slide my hands into my pockets to hide my bulging arousal. The desire to have seen those bruises makes my stomach tighten, and I want to mark her skin again just so I can witness the aftermath.
“I still have a scar from the cut on my back.” She shakes her head. “I couldn’t swim for almost a week, so it was a kind of punishment.”
I walk toward her, wanting nothing more than to observe the damage I did to her beautiful skin. “Yes, but you enjoyed it a little too much, didn’t you?”
Her throat bobs as she swallows, and she can hardly meet my gaze. “I’m not sure I understand your meaning, sir.” Her face turns a pretty shade of pink.
I grab her chin hard, forcing her to look into my eyes. “Don’t lie to me. You know exactly what I’m talking about, Camilla.”
Her nostrils flare, and fear ignites in her eyes as she shakes her head. “I-I don’t—”
The fact she’s playing dumb with me grates on my last nerve. “You climaxed like a dirty little pain slut from getting your back whipped,” I growl. “And when I treated you no better than an animal, you were rubbing your thighs together, chasing that same fucking release.”
