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From inside Alta, our friends began counting down from ten, staring at the television, which played the infamous broadcast of the ball dropping in New York City. I curled my fingers around Steven’s collar and drew him closer.
“I’ll always be your good girl,” I murmured against Steven’s lips.
“Always?” he asked, resting his forehead against mine.
“Always.”
“Three!” they shouted from inside the restaurant. “Two! One!”
I pulled Steven closer and closed the distance between us, crashing my lips onto his, making a new tradition to kiss him every New Year’s on midnight. I had never experienced a New Year’s Eve kiss before, and by the way Steven wrapped his arms around my waist and spun me in the air, his lips on mine, it didn’t seem like he had either.
But it’d be a new tradition that we’d add on to our ever-growing list.
50
sierra
“In today’s class, you’ll choose a partner that you’ll be working with for the rest of the year,” Professor Patton said, grabbing a piece of chalk and writing Breeding 101 on the board. “I’ll demonstrate how to breed your willing partner.”
I tightened and stared at him through wide eyes.
Breeding? Does that mean … am I …
He placed the chalk down and gazed at me, his dark eyes filled with hunger.
This is what he was hiding from me?
His gaze dropped to my tits, then even lower to my stomach. “And my lovely partner, Sierra, will show all the ladies how to take two balls’ worth of warm cum in her cunt today.”
Heart pounding inside my chest, I clenched. He had filled me with his load of cum countless times before today’s class, but never once had he given me this … look that he was giving me now.
Hunger to intentionally come inside me.
Desire to … to …
After I swallowed hard, I pressed my thighs together. I couldn’t even allow myself to think of what he wanted to do to me. I was sitting in his Breeding 101 class, knowing exactly his intentions, but unable to get them through my head.
And one day, it would actually happen.
“You’ll have the next two weeks of classes off, but you and your partner will be working together on a final project outside of school. You will use what you learned this semester,” Professor Patton announced, then turned his gaze on me again. “And if you get a woman pregnant or get pregnant by the end of the semester, you’ll receive an A-plus for the class.”
Warmth exploded through my core, and I curled my toes.
Pregnant. Professor Patton wants to make me pregnant.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Wetness gushed between my thighs, and I gripped my desk until my knuckles turned white. This class wasn’t on the syllabus. We hadn’t even learned anything about breeding within the textbook. Had he added this class … just for me?
I clenched again, my panties soaked through already.
No, he couldn’t have. I’m sure it is on the syllabus, and I just missed it. Right?
It wasn’t because I’d mentioned that I wanted him to breed me, was it?
“Sierra,” he beckoned, walking to a gray ottoman that stood between his desk and the first row of student desks, “come up here and remove your clothes. You’re going to show everyone how much of a willing partner you are.”
Scurrying up to the front of the class, I gulped and stared at the students. Stripping my clothes in front of all these men and women still hadn’t become easier at all for me, but I couldn’t help myself when it came to Professor Patton.
