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“No one else, Delilah. Only me.”
I’m so afraid he’s speaking the truth.
“Please…”
The velvety softness of his tongue strokes over my center. “Please what, sweet girl? What is it that you need?”
My mind cartwheels until forming words isn’t possible. Worse than that, I’m not even sure what I want. How can I ask for something I’ve never experienced before?
“More,” I finally whisper.
“More of this?” He thrusts his tongue deep inside my pussy. The way he strokes my insides makes me want to spreadmyself wider. There is so much pleasure roiling inside me that self-combustion seems imminent. It’s almost too much for the confines of my flesh.
It doesn’t take long before he falls into a steady rhythm.
My head lolls back, hanging between my shoulder blades as I arch, attempting to get closer. The muscles in my lower belly coil tight. I’m going to—
The door handle rattles.
With a gasp, I shove Austin away before nearly tumbling off the desk and onto the floor. My wide eyes slice to his smirking ones.
Oh my god!
We’ve been caught.
Any moment, the door will swing open, and Ms. Pettijohn will stride into the classroom. She’ll take one look at the two of us locked away in here and knowexactlywhat was going on. I don’t need a mirror to tell me that my face is flushed and clothing askew.
Austin rises to his feet as if there’s no rush and we’re not seconds away from being caught. His demeanor doesn’t change as he grabs my hand and pulls me to Ms. Pettijohn’s office. Just as we step inside the dark space, the classroom door opens with a creak and footsteps follow.
He flattens against the wall before dragging me to him until my backside is perfectly aligned with his front. One strong arm snakes around my waist, pressing me close enough to feel the thickness of his erection digging into me. His other hand settles against my collarbone. Even though the touch is light, my pulse flutters erratically beneath it. There’s something about the way he holds me, the dominance of our positions and the pressure he exerts. Even though I’m scared, it’s not enough to quash the hot licks of arousal from flaring to life.
I don’t understand how I can enjoy this.
When a whimper escapes from my lips, he whispers, “Shhhh. We wouldn’t want Pettijohn to discover us in her office, now would we?”
I give my head a little shake.
“Good girl.” He nips at my earlobe, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to moan. “That’s the second time you’ve been cheated out of an orgasm. And you were so damn close.”
My eyes widen as the arm wrapped around my waist loosens before his hand slips beneath the band of my skirt and delves into drenched panties. When I shift, attempting to deter him, his other hand tightens around my throat.
It’s not much, just enough to subdue my movements.
“I would have preferred you come on my tongue so I could watch your expression, but this will have to do.”
No.
No.
No.
I shake my head as his fingers settle over my clit, rubbing soft circles. I’m already so turned on and swollen from the way he licked me. I don’t think I can take more of this sweet torture before falling apart.
My ears stay pricked, listening for the slightest sound as the older woman moves around the classroom. There’s the shuffling of papers and the opening of a desk drawer before the soft strains of music from a radio fill the air. Every noise feels like an explosion.
The slightest movement of our bodies has me fearing that she’ll step inside the office to investigate. We’ll both get expelled, and then I can kiss my one-way ticket out of this town goodbye.
“How are you even more soaked than when I was eating you out?” He chuckles softly in my ear. “I think someone enjoys the risk of getting caught. Maybe you’re not the good girl you’ve always pretended to be.”
