Page 86 of Naughty Lessons


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I writhed on his fingers as he continued fucking me with them, simultaneously spanking my ass with the ruler in his other hand.

“Patience.” His word was a command. I felt the bulge of his cock through his chinos as he ground against me, rubbing back and forth.

I tossed my head back. “Oh, my God!”

At that point, he began stroking faster, and his cock rubbed harder through the thin fabric of his pants.

My mouth opened wide.

“You can come now, Rory.”

It wasn’t like I could have waited any longer, even if he’d commanded me to. My mouth went wide, and I let out a low scream as my pussy flooded.

I covered my mouth to muffle the screams with one hand as the other gripped the table hard. My legs convulsed through the onslaught of wave after wave of my orgasm coursing inside me.

The walls of my pussy contracted around his fingers, almost suckling on them.

“Oh, my God, what are you doing to me?” The question slipped out of my mouth.

“I’m just getting started, darling.”

There was a knock on the door. I stood up immediately, letting my dress fall down, but Noah had a smile on his face.

“What—”

“I figured we could make things steamier.”

A second later, Elijah walked into the room. Oh, God, he was as beautiful as ever. And things were about to get very, very kinky.

He came up to me and pulled me into a tight hug. “Hey. I missed you.”

I kissed his shoulder and inhaled the scent of a forest at sunset. He was my literary muse. A different kind of heat. One that also left me parched and aching for more.

“What’s happening?” He chuckled.

“A very naughty lesson.” Noah smiled. “Rory, would you like to turn around again?”

I would.

“Let’s go to room number three, then.”

Noah played with his words like they were riddles. I looked expectantly as the two men led me into a little side room. This looked like it was more of a place for storing showpieces.

It was lushly carpeted, had a long table and chairs. The walls were lined with wooden shelves, each holding little sculpted pieces.

The table held a bowl full of candy and some flowers.

“Are you calling me inside to punish me?” I giggled.

“Good guess, young lady,” Noah confirmed as Elijah locked the door behind us.

I turned to face them, my hands on my hips.

Noah smiled sagely. “It’s time for you to be punished like the naughty student you are.”

Elijah turned to face us, and as always, the room reverberated with the force he embodied. Something dark. Irresistible.

“Get up on the table, Aurora.”

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