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“Watch?” I asked, brow arched and a smirk tugging at my lips.
“P-porn.”
A small chuckle escaped my mouth. “What kind?”
Cheeks tinting red, she turned her head to the side and buried her face into the pillow. But I took her chin in my hand and forced her to look back down at me. She wasn’t going to get out of this one.
“What kind?”
She averted her gaze. “A bit of everything.”
“Everything?”
“Yes,” she said in a small voice.
“Eyes on me, Miss Monroe,” I ordered.
She peered at me.
“You watch everything?”
“Maybe not everything,” she whispered, as if she was too embarrassed to speak about the type of porn she watched aloud, but she had been the one to bring it up, the one who had initially wanted to speak about it.
And I could see her pussy tightening.
“What do you watch?”
“Well, this week, I’ve watched some …” She furrowed her brow, stared down at me, and rubbed her pussy harder, her full lips forming a small O and pleasure rushing over her expression. “Some BDSM stuff.”
Fuck. If she keeps this up …
“What kind?”
“Um …” She looked away for a brief moment, then snapped her gaze back to me as if she remembered that I’d ordered her to keep her eyes on me. “I watched some light … dominant and submissive scenes.” She sucked in a breath, her body tensing. “With rope.”
“Bondage?” My lips curled into a smirk. “Does that excite you, Sierra?”
She nodded.
“We’ll have a class on that,” I hummed, wanting nothing more than to tie her up right here and right now. I hadn’t touched a rope in nearly a year now, but my fingers ached to glide against the coarse edges.
My gaze dropped to her drooling pussy as I ground my dick against the mattress as discreetly as possible. This was wrong. She was my student, who trusted me to show her the ropes—quite literally.
“You’re doing great,” I praised. “That little pussy is quivering already.”
Legs beginning to tremble, she whimpered, “Professor Paaaatton.”
I drew my tongue across my lower lip, wanting nothing more than to dip my head and place my mouth all over her cunt. I wanted to feel her crying out all over my face, my tongue on her clit, tasting her pleasure.
“You can go faster, can’t you, love?” I breathed heavily. “For me.”
She rubbed her pussy faster, back arching and legs shaking.
“Just like that,” I whispered, grinding my cock into the mattress. “Let me hear you.”
After she flicked her fingers over her clit once more, her shoulders lifted off the mattress as she cried out louder than I’d expected. Her little pussy pulsed over and over, desperate for me to be inside it, filling it.
And I could only imagine how fucking sexy she’d look with my cum dripping out of her.
