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Oh, fast. That didn’t stop her from flattening her torso on the desk with such speed she shocked herself. The scent of manilla folder filled her nostrils as her cheek rested on a cool, old-fashioned ink blotter.
His hand rested on one hip while fingers of the other trailed up her thighs and lifted her skirt. She shuddered hard.
“I agree to mentor you. We’ll see if this lifestyle suits you.”
If she was good enough? Or perhaps he couldn’t stop being the teacher and she the student.
His voice washed over her once more. “You sayDante, and all this will end. No repercussions. No questions. It’ll just stop.”
“Don’t stop,” she said. Because his fingers trailing up her skin? She’d dreamed of that exact touch a thousand times.
He chuckled. “But you will if you need to. Now, lift.”
Her hips rose without a second thought, allowing him to raise her skirt until it bunched around her waist. She settled back down on the skirt’s cushion under her hip bones.
Then …
Her whole world stopped because his hands were on both of her thighs. She widened her stance, earning another low murmur from his throat. It only made her want to split her legs farther apart, but his hands held her fast.
Hot breath touched her panties—and shot straight through to her clit.
“Do you know how many times I imagined bending you over this desk?”
He had? Her breath was so loud against the desk blotter.
“Lifting your little skirts. Pushing your panties aside.”
“Thank you.” Jesus, her voice shook.
He chuckled. The scuff of his shoe sounded as he rose, and then a sharp crack and sting spread across her flesh.Oh, shit, that hurt.
“Thank you, what?” he asked.
“Thank you, Sir.”
Another whack and a bleat left her throat. She swallowed hard as saliva pooled in her mouth. His fingers touched the fire on her ass, and she squirmed.
With no more words, he landed more blows on her flesh with the ruler, the smacking sound filling the room. Did people in the hallway hear? She could call “Dante”— would that put her in heaven or hell?
He rained slaps on her ass until she disappeared into sensation and need. Her crotch pressed against the edge of the desk. If only she could rub up against something, satisfy that aching burn …
A clatter sounded behind her as if he dropped the ruler. Then she was separating from the desk. He righted her and turned her to face him.
She panted, but he looked as composed as ever. He swiped a thumb under her eye and brought it to his lips. He licked her tears from the pad of his finger. “Mmm, I always did like sweet with salty.”
She hadn’t even known her eyes had leaked.
His hand curled around the base of her neck and crushed his mouth against hers. His tongue forced its way inside. If she thought she’d been kissed before, she’d been sorely mistaken.
His lips were strong, and his tongue breached her mouth with no hesitation. For long minutes, he possessed her that way, and soon, his arms held her up because standing was impossible.
“Take off your panties,” he said into her mouth.
She steadied her feet to stand on her own accord and then hooked her thumbs in her panties. They dropped to her ankles with no protest.
He breathed heavily into her mouth. “Leave the skirt up.”
Oh, wow.He would see everything. He stepped backward. Yes, everything as cool air touched her bruised lips and crotch. The hot fire grew inside her as his gaze landedthere. His lips inched up into a slow smile.
