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Did Steven Patton just blush?!
Oh God, that smile did something to me …
“So,” I said once we ordered, “my roommate’s family is hosting a holiday party.”
The champagne must’ve been strong tonight.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
I stared at him, expecting him to know what I desperately wanted to ask him, but when he didn’t answer, I nervously looked away. My cheeks burned, and I played with the ends of my sleeves.
“And she wants me to bring someone.”
A smirk crossed his face. “Oh, yeah?”
“Yep.”
“And?”
“And I don’t have anyone to go with.”
“Are you trying to ask me on a date?” he hummed. “Because you’re terrible at it.”
“No!” I exclaimed, burying my face in my shoulder. “I am not trying to ask you on a date.”
But I totally was.
“Hmm,” he said, opening his calendar on his phone. “Looks like I’m free anytime you need me. But if you’re not trying to ask me out on a date, then I guess I’ll have my assistant book those meetings—”
I grabbed his hand and stared at him, heart racing. “Please.”
While I expected him to force me to explain what my pleading meant, force me to ask him to Heather’s family’s party, he bit back a small smile. “Of course I’ll go with you, love. And because you asked so sweetly”—he gently cupped my chin—“next class, you’ll get a reward.”
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Next class, Steven seized my waist in his strong hands, lifted me into the air, and set me on his desk so I faced the class. My skirt rode up my thighs, barely covering my soaked panties. He tapped my left knee, wanting me to spread them.
I sucked in a sharp breath, still so embarrassed in front of the class. They had all seen me naked, and some had even fucked me. But I still wasn’t confident in myself, still didn’t know if I looked weird or awkward, like Luke had told me.
“Spread your legs,” Professor Patton ordered.
“Wh-what are we doing today?” I whispered.
“Clit Stimulation,” he murmured. “Then, I get to eat your cunt until you’re crying for me.”
Heat exploded through my pussy. “Really?”
“Spread. Your. Legs. This is your reward, remember?”
From merely the tone in his voice, I inched my legs further apart and stared at the class, who had already gotten into partners, though nobody had followed Professor Patton’s lead yet. I swallowed hard and gazed at him.
Once he slipped between my legs, he slid his large hands up my thighs. Goose bumps rose on my skin, my pussy dripping in anticipation. He bunched my skirt up at my hips and gazed down at my sheer panties, then pulled them off me.
“All right, class,” Steven said, pulling out two toys from the desk drawer, both from the Plaything Co., “today, we’re learning about why it’s important to stimulate your partner’s clit and how to do it. Girls, up on your partner’s desk.”
