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It felt fucking amazing.
And that was infuriating me at a subconscious level.
I couldn’t allow someone to have that kind of power over me. Yet I felt helpless to stop it either.
Her damn hand was provoking me. Luring me. Intoxicating me!
I was losing all sense of reality, while pleasure was replacing reason. My eyes could barely stay open as she was learning how to satisfy me with speeding light.
She was insisting over my damn tip, moving her thumb over my skin as I was just breaths away from exploding into ecstasy. I even tried refuting my desires to prolong her sweet suffering, but her newfound skills were making it impossible for me to do so. That tightening sensation was building up inside until one last stroke made my feet try and find support against the floor while I squirmed to hold back the impossible.
Anger, that’s what I felt as my muscles locked and that tingling sensation raced around my body as I cum over her fingers. The result wasn’t under my complete control and that was pissing the hell out of me. Sure, that’s what I was after, but I wanted it on my own terms, and not as an uncontrollable act.
Mostly, I didn’t want my body to surrender to her. Things needed to be the other way around.
‘Ms. White,’ I suddenly heard the teacher calling her. That bitch obviously didn’t get the message.
‘Yes,’ Mouse babbled, totally unaware of what the whole thing was about.
I didn’t care about that. The same as I didn’t care if she would flunk the course. But I did care about my fucking reputation, and the teacher seemed to be mocking me. Didn’t she get the hint when Mouse first walked through the door?
Another gaze peered straight at the old hag. That’s all it took for her to play dumb, ‘Not you, I meant Ms. Brunswick.’
‘You’re dismissed for today,’ I roared towards Mouse, then got the hell out of there knowing that fucking everyone is fucking watching me.
And I couldn’t care less.
Chapter 4
Afew days have passed since my own dick decided to betray me. I couldn’t help but keep thinking about the way my body was reacting around Mouse. It was like I was losing ground at my own game… except that my temper would never let me do that.
I was having a conversation with Jason when I noticed a familiar presence at the other end of the hallway. My new acquisition was talking to a freckle-faced girl I used to see around the losers’ area. And if I didn’t know better, I could say that Mouse was trying to keep a low profile and dismiss my presence completely.
How rude of her.
Without her even noticing, I had walked right behind her, getting a better chance to study that naughty posterior she always tries to hide beneath some extra-large t-shirts. ‘Are you trying to ignore me, Mouse? That wouldn’t be very wise of you.’
‘I’d better go,’ her freckled friend said, trying to excuse herself.
‘Did I say you’re dismissed?
‘No, I’m sorry.’ At least her friend seemed to know exactly who I was.
I could say she was even afraid of me since Mouse was trying to excuse her, ‘She was just leaving for classes.’
‘If I’m not mistaken, we all have Marketing. Come, I’ll save you two a seat next to me.’
I was feeling extra playful that day, increasing my authority with each new game.
‘Ladies first,’ I escorted them to a secluded desk in the corner of the classroom. Some privacy was in order for me to go on with my plan.
I could clearly notice how Bea was nudging her friend to occupy the seat next to the wall so that my toy would be the one sitting next to me. How sweet of her. She was trying to protect the girl from the monster laying within me. Too bad she was just setting him alive, ‘You’re afraid of what I’m capable of.’ I looked straight into her friend’s direction. Freckles was about to get a free show.
‘Leave her alone. She’s got nothing to do with our agreement.’ Mouse was speaking up to me.
‘Since when do you tell me what to do?’ She was crossing the line again, and that was going to cost her.
‘I didn’t mean it like that... It’s just that she’s not involved in what’s between us.’ Mouse probably realized that she was heading down the wrong path. The first step in obedience. Good girl!
