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I clench my thighs together at the thought. It’s as if he has to push it one step further each time. Thankfully, we only have a couple of months until I graduate, and then I will enroll in a veterinary school nearby in the fall.

He gently slides his hand over my bottom, dipping a finger into my soaking wet arousal.

I cry out as he circles my clit with the pad of his thumb, driving me crazy.

“Quiet, baby girl, or the entire school will hear.” He slides the ball gag into my mouth and secures it. “That should help.”

He drops to his knees and buries his tongue deep inside of me, tasting me like a man starving for pussy.

Our desire for each other knows no bounds. It just builds the more time we spend together, making functioning like a normal person difficult. All I can think about is him.

Oak dips two fingers deep inside of me, stroking them expertly and hitting the spot that makes me cry into the ball gag. I find it impossible to understand how he can know my body even better than I do.

I watch as he reaches for the lube, and then I feel him squirt the cold liquid onto my sensitive hole. Slowly, he eases his fingers inside, stretching me, forcing me to moan around the gag in my mouth.

Within moments, he has me stretched out enough and squirts lube onto his thick cock, lining himself up with my tight ring of muscles. His rough hands tighten around my hips, and I hold my breath, waiting for him to impale me with his cock.

He jerks me back against him with force and slams forward, taking me like a savage. Once inside me, he moves his hips with slow, deliberate movements. He knows I want it hard and fast and can’t even beg him for it. Instead, all I can do is squirm and make strangled noises behind the gag.

“That’s it, baby girl, take my cock in that ass.” He spanks my right ass cheek and then my left, rutting into me harder as I feel his resolve to tease me slipping. “You are mine,” he growls, leaning down to press kisses against my still-clothed back. “You belong to me.”

“Harder,” I cry behind the gag, but it just comes out muffled.

He grabs the back of my neck and forces me upward, sending a thrilling heat right to my core. “What was that?” He grazes his teeth over the back of my neck. “I’m afraid I can’t hear you, and neither can the school.”

He groans and pulls out of my ass, flipping me onto my back as if I weigh nothing. And then, without giving me a second to get used to the new position, he buries himself back inside of my ass.

I cry against the gag, the pleasure and the pain blending into one mind-blowing sensation that turns me into putty in his hands.

“Take it, baby girl,” he grunts, gazing down at me with such desire it makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. “I want to watch my wife as she comes on my cock.” He leans down and chokes me a little with his hand, making sure he squeezes hard enough to leave a bruise. “I want you to squirt all over my shirt, so I have to change it before my next class. Do you understand?”

My eyes roll back in my head as his hips move faster, harder, driving me to the edge of the cliff so hard it feels like he might break me in half before I make it.

“Come for me,” he orders.

I can’t deny him anything as my body shakes. Every muscle contracts as I squirt all over his shirt, making a mess. Stars bursts behind my eyelids as I clamp them shut, moaning shamelessly into the ball gag.

Oak squeezes my throat harder. “Look at me while I come in your ass,” he orders.

I force my eyes open and watch my husband as he thrusts two more times before climaxing, too. The look on his face is so utterly addictive as he fills me with his cum. He releases my throat and gazes into my eyes adoringly for a few moments, watching me, utterly submitting to his every want and need. And then he slides his cock out of me and replaces it with a large buttplug. “I want it there for the rest of the day. Don’t remove it.” He unfastens the gag and chucks it on his desk. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I say as he captures my lips and kisses me deeply.

“Be a good girl and get your next lesson.”

I jump off the desk and walk away from him, squealing as he spanks my ass as I go.

“Quickly, or I might throw you over my desk again,” he warns.

I walk away, finding it impossible to believe that a man like him could want me that much. He may have darkness deep inside of him, but it only makes me love him more, perhaps because deep down under my desperation to remain untouched by the darkness of my parent’s world, a part of it did infect me.

* * *

Oak watchesthe proceedings through a pair of binoculars, while I remain seated on a deck chair, keeping out of sight as he instructed.

I can see the anguish as he watches her funeral from afar, and it pains me not to comfort him. So, I stand, ignoring his order, and wrap my arms around his waist.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

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