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I sucked in a breath and nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
Adrenaline rushed through my veins. I had come to his home on a Friday night to taunt him, blatantly lying to him while knowing the consequences, settling into subspace and calling him Sir like we were in some sort of BDSM relationship already.
Heat coursed through my body, my nipples taut at the thought of him punishing me. He had sorta, kinda done it after the first night of class, but he had held back. I knew he had. The way he had lit up with excitement when I talked about watching BDSM scenes, how he had ground himself into the mattress the entire time as discreetly as possible.
“How do liars get punished?” I murmured, my lips curling into a smile.
“I don’t think you want to do this right here,” he warned.
“Too scared to answer in public, Sir?”
“Take off your panties.”
“No.”
“Miss Monroe, don’t start being a brat with me now,” he said. “Take. Off. Your. Panties.”
I stared at him through wide eyes, my heart racing and my cunt warm with pleasure. If I didn’t obey him, then he was going to punish me. And I wanted to see what a punishment from Professor Patton was really like.
“Now, Sierra,” he growled.
I teetered back on my heels. “I would, but I’m not wearing any.”
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“You’re not wearing any?” Steven repeated gruffly.
“I wanted to … surprise you,” I said, completely embarrassed.
Before I had left my house, my stupid self had thought it would be sexy. Now, I was just—
“You’re not wearing any underwear because of me?” he asked.
Voice hard. Angry. Furious almost.
I dropped my gaze. “I’m sorry. I-I overstepped. P-please don’t be angr—”
“Fucking hell, Sierra,” he growled into my ear, pressing his throbbing hard cock against my stomach and shutting me up. With his suit pants tight around the crotch, he cupped my chin in his hand and forced me to look up at him. “You can’t say that to me in public.”
My eyes widened from how hard he was without me even having to undress. All I had told him was that I hadn’t worn any panties because I wanted to surprise him, and he felt huge. Like he was throbbing against me.
The elevator doors opened on the main floor once more, and I realized that we had never pressed the button for his floor. A group of people shuffled onto the elevator, and Steven gently nudged me.
“To the back.”
After maneuvering between people, I stepped into the center of the back of the elevator as Steven slipped behind me and tucked the ice cream under his arm. I sucked in a sharp breath, wanting him to reach around and pinch my nipples between his fingers. They were so hard and aching.
When the doors closed, Steven placed one of his hands on my hips and dipped the other underneath my skirt from behind. I pressed my thighs together and sucked in a sharp breath, warmth exploding through my core.
He trailed his fingers up the curve of my ass, and I bit back a whimper. What was he doing?! We were in a cramped elevator with about fifteen other people around us. But if I whispered anything to him, everyone else would hear.
Before I could say anything, I pulled the back of my skirt up further and pressed my backside against him, his bulge nestled between my cheeks. Another wave of heat rushed to my pussy. I gently ground against him to tease him on the way up to his penthouse.
I could only imagine what he’d do to me when we reached his place. I’d bet he—
Steven shuffled behind me, pulled down his zipper, and pushed the head of his cock between my thighs, gliding it against my desperate pussy. I sucked in another breath and nervously glanced around the elevator.
