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“And all I needed was for you to rail me all weekend to find that, huh?”

I pinch her nipples harder, and she gasps. “I think that’s exactly what you were hoping for when you walked over here with no panties on.”

She smiles that lecherous smile, her head tipping back as I continue to massage her breasts, her nipples hardening between my fingers. She braces her hands against the counter, her eyes closed.

“I guess it was,” she murmurs, and moans softly. Her thighs open for me, and she rocks against my growing erection gently. After a few minutes, we’re both hot and eager, and she tries to shuffle off her shorts.

“Wait,” I say with a laugh, pulling back from her as I try to catch my breath. “We’re getting all distracted when we had some things we wanted to do today, right?”

“Oh yes, your little game,” Amber says, running her hands down my chest. “Let’s hear it then.”

I brush a kiss against her lips. “I want you to go into my office, and get undressed. Then I want you to bend over my desk, and wait there for me.”

Her eyes light up and she nods. “Yes, sir.” She slides down off the counter, and obediently walks from the kitchen out into the hall.

I take a deep, steadying breath.Stick to the plan. Don’t get distracted and caught up in the moment. That’ll make it worse.

Coming from the genius who just said he wanted to woo her with a proper date, it seems like I’m real bad at taking my own advice.

I square my shoulders, and put on the persona from yesterday. I’m going to make sure this last day is special for her. This isn’t about me, it never was. It’s about Amber, and I’m a means to an end.

I wish I could keep you. I growl out a breath.Stop it. I head upstairs, opening her duffle bag and retrieving the vibrator she brought with her on Friday.

In my office, Amber is obediently bent over my desk naked, her hands flat on the surface, her ass pointed at the door. She doesn’t move at all when I walk in.

“You follow instructions so well, Miss Pope.”

“Thank you, sir.”

I round the desk and run my fingertips along its surface, placing the vibrator down right in front of her.

“Now, I’m told you made some videos, Miss Pope. The kind you’d hate for anyone to see, is that right?”

Her ribcage sucks in, and she exhales shakily, settling into the game, her shoulders relaxing. “Oh, sir, that would… I would be ruined if anyone ever saw me doing those dirty things with myprofessor.”

Holy shit, she is glorious. She understands the game so perfectly, and it feels so filthy for this to be the game we choose. But we choose it anyway. If what we’re doing is wrong, we may as well lean right on into it.

I take my phone from my pocket, bringing up the video of Amber rubbing her pussy along the length of my cock. I lay the phone down underneath her, right in her line of vision.

“Videos like this, Miss Pope?” I wait until the video stops, reaching down to swipe to the one of her lowering herself onto me. I tut softly, and she squirms as she rubs her thighs together. “I’m shocked, Miss Pope. I thought you were such a good girl, and here you are, riding your professor’s cock?”

“I-I’m sorry, sir,” she says breathily.

“Did you like it, Miss Pope?” I lean on my rolled fists, over her, my erection tenting my pants. “Did you like having that thick cock inside your wet little pussy?”

“I did, sir.” She sucks in a small breath as the video loops and she watches herself slide back down onto me. “I liked it so much. I’m so ashamed.”

“Does watching this video turn you on, Miss Pope?”

She nods, still holding her position over the desk. “Yes, sir.”

“Show me.”

She hesitates, then lifts one hand from the desk. She puts it down between her legs, moving it between her thighs once, twice, before lifting it so I can see her glistening fingers. I lean forward to take them in my mouth, licking her arousal from them.

“So wet, Miss Pope. Almost like your pussy wants a cock inside it again.” I swipe to the next video, where I took her frombehind. “Look how greedy you are, bouncing back on him like that.”

“He feels so good, sir.” She puts the fingers I just licked into her own mouth, and sucks with an appreciative hum.