Page 69 of Sinful Lessons


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She screams, and I have to cover her mouth with my hand to stifle it.

I may be the resident punisher, but I never punish students in my office, so I don’t want to draw attention to what we’re doing in here.

The gun is wedged firmly in her ass and it presses against the length of my shaft, making her already tight pussy even tighter.

“Fuck,” I mutter, gazing down at the beauty beneath me. “It feels so damn good.”

She swallows. “It feels good. It would just be better if it wasn’t a gun.”

I stop so my cock is buried deep inside of her and shake my head. “No, it’s so good because it is a gun. Because you trust me enough to fuck you with one, and that trust makes me harder than nails, Camilla.”

Her lips tremble as she holds my gaze. “I’m scared.”

“Good. You should be scared.” I wrap my hand around her throat. “I enjoy your fear as much as your pain.”

Her nostrils flare as her pulse quickens further beneath my skin. “Fuck me,” she says through gritted teeth.

I do as she says, fucking her so damn hard I’m not sure whether I’m trying to please her or break her. It’s all the same.

Pain and pleasure. Violence and sex. With me, they’ve always gone hand in hand.

Slowly, the fear she’d harbored over the gun in her ass fades away as the pleasure takes center stage. Her moans fill my office and I know if anyone were outside this office, they’d know we were having sex in here, so I pull some fabric out of my top drawer and ball it up.

“Open your mouth,” I order.

Camilla does as she’s told in an instance, and I shove the fabric into it.

“We don’t want people to hear us, do we?”

She shakes her head, her entire body trembling viciously on the desk.

“Are you close to coming for me?”

Her eyes flash with irritation because she can’t respond with the fabric in her mouth, but she nods in response.

“Good, I want to feel you orgasm with that gun in your ass and my cock in your cunt.” I can feel the darkness pushing to the surface, my blood lust returning with a vengeance. Unfortunately, I don’t keep knives in my office as it’s too much of a temptation. If I did, I’d carve her skin while she came apart.

I feel her muscles tightening around my cock with every thrust. Her eyes roll back in her head as the pleasure becomes too much to bear. The fabric muffles her moans as she comes apart, shuddering on my desk as the intensity of the orgasm seems to rock her physically.

I can’t hold out any longer as I unleash my cum deep inside of her. I know Camilla is on the pill since I’ve checked her medical records at the infirmary. The first time we had sex, I was an idiot who didn’t check and fucked her completely unprotected.

Once we both come down from our mutual high, I pull the gun from her ass and chuck it onto the desk. And then I remove the rag from her mouth and she takes a deep, rasping intake of air. Our ragged breathing is the only thing that falls between us, as there are no words to be said after what just happened.

Every encounter with Camilla Morrone is driving me deeper into insanity, and I know I need to stop before I fall off the edge and do irrevocable damage.

23

GAVRIL

“So Gav, how have you been?” Jane asks, a notepad and pen in her hands as she sits opposite me, looking attentive as if she gives a shit how I’ve been.

Therapist are all the same. They want to take your money just for asking a few fucking questions, but I don’t have a choice. Oak was not going to take no for an answer.

“Great, thanks.”

She nods and writes something down, as if somehow she gleamed some information about my mental state from two fucking words. “Oak is concerned that you’re on the edge of another breakdown. Can you explain why?”

“Fuck knows.” I run the palm of my hand over the back of my neck. “I’ve been a little agitated because my workload is increased. That’s all.”

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