Page 142 of Naughty Lessons


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“I’m going to fuck you so hard. I knew you wanted me to do it the second I saw you. I’ve seen a hundred other girls look at me like that, Aurora.”

He breathed heavily into my ears and pressed his erection into the back of my dress. I wanted to turn around and smother him with a pillow.

“Sir...” I said instead, trying to egg him on. “What girls, sir? What are you talking about?”

“Let’s just say you’re not the first one in this situation, my pet. And every girl who’s been on this bed has begged for it. It’s your turn now.”

“You... sir, what are you doing?” I groaned. “This is a mistake!”

“That’s what they said, too.” He laughed. “But once I fucked them, they enjoyed it. Even the ones who resisted. Because girls like you, Aurora? You're meant to be shown a good time.”

“You... you assaulted them?”

I kept my voice as tipsy as I could.Say it. Confess, you fucker.

“Well, I wouldn’t put it so bluntly.” He grazed his chin on the bare skin of my shoulder. “But yes, you could say that. What good are girls if you can't control them? They exist to please me. Just like you.”

BINGO.

I maneuvered my body around and slapped Emory Abbot as hard as I could. So hard that the sound bounced off the walls.

So hard that he sat back, a stunned look on his stupid fucking face.

Oh, it looked like he’d never been slapped by anyone in his whole life.

The satisfaction. It was better than any cake.

“How dare you?” he roared, lunging at me.

I rolled off the bed and reached into my fishnet tights to withdraw a sleek pen knife.

“Game’s up, Abbot. Come any closer and I’ll cut you into ribbons.”

He looked like he’d just failed an exam that he’d actually studied for.

He rose from the bed, his eyes livid. His face was red and contorted, like a twisted piece of metal heated past melting point.

“Did you eat the food that was brought up here?”

This just kept getting better.

“Why? What did you put in it?”

He moved closer and narrowed his eyes into slits, two daggers ready to strike. His nostrils flared with each angry breath he took.

“I asked you a question.”

“And I don’t feel obliged to answer,Sir.In fact, I think you can fuck off with your question.”

His fists were clenched so tightly, his knuckles had grown white. It was like he wanted to crush me with his bare hands.

“If you don’t behave,” he snarled, “the speech I’m about to give in five minutes will destroy you, your career, and the lives of all of your professors. Don’t think I don’t know the dirty things you’ve been doing with them.”

“You seem to think anything we women do consensually is dirty. You only like it when it’s forced, don’t you, Abbot? You fucking perv. I feel sorry for the woman who raised you. She must be rolling in her grave.”

He looked like he was on the verge of losing it. He took another step forward, jerky and erratic, a live wire sparking with malignant energy.

“How dare you bring my family into this?”

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