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Like a fucking moron, I listen.
“Uh, no, you go ahead, Jeremy.”
I need to get him as far away from here as possible. He eyes me warily and leaves.
Nico waits until the classroom is empty. There goes all my witnesses, probably for the best. He gets up, and his steps drag toward the door. I hear him lock it and pull down the blinds behind me.
The lecture hall is small. Suddenly, it feels smaller and hotter. I think the air is dissipating, too.
He walks to the front and sits on the teacher’s desk. I need to distract him. He’s obviously attracted to me.
Before I could stop myself, I blurt, “Am I in trouble, professor?”
I could slap myself. I’m about to die, and my go-to tactic is role-playing? I don’t even like role-playing. Well, there’s no going back now.
“I know my paper was late. But I really need an A.”
God,did I really just say that?I shoot him my sweetest smile. I’ve committed to what I just started, and clearly, he’s caused me to lose brain cells.
He doesn’t say anything. I can tell he’s making a decision again. To kill me or not to kill me? My breathing becomes frantic with every second he’s silent. Finally, he opens his mouth.
“What are you willing to do to earn your grade?” he asks, adjusting his cufflinks.
Oh my.This, I was not expecting. He’s playing along. I feel like the wind has been sucked right out of my lungs as heat moves to my core.
“Anything,” I say, breathless.
“Anything?” He raises his eyebrow, and he somehow gets ten times hotter.
“Yes.” I try to come off as seductive, but I’m sure I just sound like a desperate school girl.
“If I asked you to take your dress off, would you?”
My core tightens. “Yes.”
His eyes narrow. “Yes,professor, you mean.”
I have to squeeze my legs together. I can feel myself getting wet, my core aching.
“Yes, professor.”
“Stand up,” he demands, getting up from the desk. “Turn around, put your hands on the desk, and bend over.”
Nico
My cock hardens at her words.Am I in trouble,professor?I like it. I like it a lot.
She’s in a flowy, lacy pink-and-white dress that stops mid-thigh.Damn,she’s beautiful.She’s bent over with her hands on the desk, as I demanded. Something tells me she’s not always this accommodating.
I’m painfully hard at this point. My pants are about to rip. Everything in my body is telling me to just pull her dress up and fuck her until she’s screaming my name, begging for release, but I want to see how far she’s willing to go.
“First, I’m going to punish you,” I tell her as I undo my belt and bring my lips to her ear. “Then you’re going to earn your A.” I drag my fingers up her thighs before lifting up her dress and pulling her panties down.
She swallows. The sight is beautiful. Her pink lace panties are see-through, and her round, perky ass is just asking to be spanked, bitten, and caressed. All of which I intend to do.
I press my body into her from behind and pull her hair. My erection rubs her ass. She gasps as I kiss her neck and breathe the sweet scent I’ve already become obsessed with. Amaretto crème, cherries, flowers, and her. It’s addicting.
“Do you understand?” I ask. Waiting for her consent.
