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He clenched his jaw in an attempt to control himself, but with his free hand, he harshly tugged on the nipple clamps.
I sputtered out in pleasure. “Please! Please put it inside me!”
“Sierra,” he gritted out, almost as a warning.
I rubbed my pussy faster, drooling all over my tits.
Stroking himself faster, he unclasped the gag and ripped it from my mouth in an almost-animalistic manner.
“I touch myself and think about you every night,” I breathed out, moving my fingers quicker. “I bury my fingers between my thighs and scream out your name, Professor Patton.” I furrowed my brow. “I can’t stop thinking about you. Please, put it inside me.”
“Sierra,” he growled, pressing his dick directly below my clit.
“I get off to you coming inside me,” I pleaded. “You filling my pussy up with your cum.”
When he pulled the dildo out of my pussy, I sucked in a sharp breath and waited for him to shove himself inside me. But instead, he grunted, his warm cum shooting all over my spread pussy lips and the head of the dildo.
“F-fuuuuck,” he groaned.
Curling my toes, I teetered on the edge. And when he slammed the dildo back inside me, shoving his cum deeper and deeper and deeper until it reached my cervix, I threw my head back and screamed out in pleasure, unable to hold back any longer. Ecstasy shot through me, my eyes rolling back into my head and my entire body shaking.
“Good job tonight, Miss Monroe,” Professor Patton said, pushing himself back into his pants. “You’ve been a good girl for me today.”
27
sierra
Once I had come multiple times on Steven’s desk, I stumbled out into the hallway as all the other students left for the night and Steven cleaned up my mess in the class. I leaned against the wall with my eyes closed softly and breathed out.
“Sierra, right?” Michelle, Steven’s sister, said.
“Yes,” I said, gazing at her. “If you’re looking for Steven, he’s—”
“Cleaning up?” She giggled, then dropped her gaze to the necklace that Steven had gotten me at the mall on Friday night. “Oh, wow. This is beautiful.” She drew her fingers across it. “Did Steven buy that for you?”
I didn’t want her to think I was using him for his money because I wasn’t, and I had tried hard to get him not to buy me something so expensive. But I also didn’t want to lie to her because I didn’t want Steven finding out.
“I didn’t ask him to,” I whispered, cheeks warming.
“So, he’s collared you.”
My brow furrowed. “What’s that mean?”
She parted her full lips, then lifted her gaze behind me. “You should ask Steven.”
“Sierra,” Steven called from behind me, closing up one of the back rooms, “you ready?”
After Michelle threw me a smile, I said my goodbyes and followed Steven to the back exit near the parking garage. The drive back to his place was quiet, and I wasn’t sure when—or if I even should—bring it up to him. But I finally decided it was a conversation for another night when I slid into the bathtub with him.
Halfway into our bath, I shifted in the tub and crawled into Steven’s lap. I grabbed the shampoo and squirted a bunch into my palm so I could wash his hair. After wetting it, I drew my fingers through his locks.
“Sorry for kinda freaking out when you asked about my family earlier,” I whispered.
He placed his hands on my hips and squeezed, slowly opening his eyes. “It’s okay. I get it. Talking about family is hard. But you can always talk to me about it. I’m not going to judge you, Sierra.”
My lips curled into a frown, tears building in my eyes. “My family is dead.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, I became paralyzed to the spot, my fingers stiff in his hair, my mouth half open, and my torso flexed in a weak attempt to stop myself from sobbing uncontrollably. I had tried so hard to get over the memory, but I hadn’t healed past it.
