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“Yikes!” I exclaimed in humor. “You’re right. It’s all over you as well. These pajamas must come off immediately and get in the wash.”

She laughed but let me undress her. I gathered her pajamas in my arms. However, once she was before me in her naked glory, I couldn’t seem to pull myself away. The satin material slipped from my fingers.

“Hungry, professor?” She batted her lashes. “Do you want me to make you a plate?”

My control snapped. I snatched her to me and slanted my mouth over hers.

She broke off the kiss. “Professor!”

Nope!I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the bedroom.

I laid her on the mattress and followed her down, covering her body with my own, my lips swallowing her soft whimpers. There was so much to touch, to taste, to lick. She was a delicious morsel that I wanted to savor, but I had been waiting to sample her for weeks and couldn’t hold off much longer. I was a man starved, and she was a buffet.

My mouth left hers so I could kiss my way to her luscious breasts. She moaned in pleasure as I lifted the weight, drawing one nipple into my mouth while my thumb and forefinger stimulated the other.

“Professor,” she groaned, tangling her fingers into my hair and rubbing her bare pussy against the large bulge in my trousers. “It feels too good. I need… I need—oh God!”

“Tell me,” I demanded before grazing my teeth across her beaded nipple.

“I…don’t know, professor,” she breathed.

I kissed my way down her sternum. “Do you want me to teach you? Or do you want me to master your body?”

“Oh please,” she panted, “please master me, sir. Make me yours.”

My cock grew even larger, to the point of constriction and pain. I lifted my weight to behold her laid out on the sheets, her legs open wide and inviting, begging me to take her. Her pussy glistened in the low light from the living room.

“Naughty fucking girl,” I growled, pointing at the wet spot on my pants. “Up! On your knees.” I pulled her up off her back and helped her flip positions, moving her from the middle of the mattress to her hands and knees on the edge.

She obediently opened her mouth when I unbuckled my pants and dropped my slacks to the floor. “I guess I’ll be staying here overnight to do laundry,” I muttered in fun as I stepped out of the pool of fabric. I wrapped a hand around the base of my already hard cock. “Naughty girl, just spilling all over everything.”

“I am, sir! I’m very naughty!”

“Well, then you know what you have to do,” I growled.

She licked her lips and opened her mouth without being told.

“Good girl,” I praised.

The warmth of her tongue sliding across the tip of my cock drew an involuntary groan out of me as I pushed into her mouth. I shuddered in pleasure, forcing myself to stop and wait, to let her jaw adjust to my girth.

When her moan vibrated along the length as she sucked me in, I withdrew slightly and plunged deeper. She took my length without protest, her doe eyes looking up at me like I was her master— maybe even her God.

“Do not break eye contact,” I ordered. I grabbed a handful of her hair and thrust deep, testing her limits. She apparently didn’t have a gag reflex, and I wanted to be angry at that. She should be choking on my cock, not worshipping it as she was.

I was able to calm my rage by reminding myself that, later, I could punish her for denying me that, then fuck her so thoroughly that she wouldn’t remember any man before me.

I fucked her mouth in earnest, and she obeyed me, not breaking eye contact even when I could barely keep mine open as pleasure washed over me. Her teeth grazed the sides of my cock, and I had to work hard to hold back my orgasm.

Then I noticed slight movement and saw that she was playing with her pussy while I fucked her face. I hadn’t given her permission for that.

Looked like we’d be starting her education early.

I released her hair and yanked her off my dick. She looked confused, until I picked up my belt and folded it in half.

“You don’t touch that pussy unless I say you can,” I growled, then leaned over her and gave her beautiful ass three good licks of the belt. “Understand?” I hit her again, harder,whap-whap-whap.“Who is the master of this body?” I walloped her ass again, raising striped across her smooth skin. “Who, Eden!?”

“Oh God, you are, sir,” she cried out, shuddering under the orgasm that took her. “You are!”

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