Seth sighed like he was picturing just that and it excited the hell out of him.
Beck checked under the bed and stood with a curse. Empty. They’d searched every possible hiding spot. “She’s not fucking here.”
“Next time we come…” Seth suggested with a dirty grin.
Beck clapped him on the shoulder. “I like the way you think.”
“So…by process of elimination, she’s at the Headmaster’s Office.” Predatory hunger gleamed in Seth’s green eyes.
“I know handing out corporal punishment doesn’t break your heart.”
Seth rubbed his hands together in anticipation. “Let’s go teach our angel a thing or two.”
They donned their goggles again and made their way to the final building. Instead of bursting through the door, they circled the perimeter of the little red schoolhouse, knocking on walls and tapping windows, letting Heavenly know they’d run her down.
“We’ve found you, angel,” Seth taunted. “We’re coming for you…”
Beck got into the spirit. “Your principals are here to deal with their naughtiest little pupil. I hope you’re ready…”
After circling the building, they stepped under the portico and removed their lenses. Then Seth eased open the door, its squeaking hinges shattering the silence.
Inside the well-lit room, a single 1950s-style school desk sat in the middle of the beige tile floor. The gauzy white gown Heavenly had been wearing was draped over the back.
Bingo!
He and Seth exchanged a knowing smile as they cased the room. Maps and colorful posters hung on the walls. A bank of low cabinets lined the back of the room, while a long, polished teacher’s desk dominated the front, complete with black leather-padded cuffs dangling from each corner. Behind that, beneath a cursive alphabet border, a large blackboard held a tray with a black felt eraser and several sticks of chalk. Various paddles and rulers hung from nearby hooks.
One wall featured cubbies filled with condoms, lube, and every penetrating toy known to man. A nearby bookshelf was lined with baskets of even more sexual supplies. In one corner sat a huge bed, complete with a stark white fitted sheet and bondage straps designed to thrill any pervert’s twisted heart.
A tall storage closet contained an empty hanger. What costume had Heavenly donned? If she was wearing a little pleated plaid skirt… Hmm, he got harder just thinking about it.
“We’re here,” Beck shouted. “And you’ve been a bad, bad little girl.”
“You know what’s going to happen when we find you? Principals Beckman and Cooper will give you a thorough interrogation and mete out the punishment you deserve.”
From the front of the room, a feminine gasp floated through the air.
He and Seth fist-bumped before Beck ambled toward the row of cabinets and whispered, “You start on that end. I’ll take this one.” He opened the first of the doors. “Once we find her…we’ll decide how we punish her.”
“The first time, you mean?” Seth grinned as he opened another cabinet door.
Ignoring the little whimper from the front of the room, they took their time, building the anticipation as they prowled through every storage closet and cubby.
“Where could our naughty little pupil be?” Seth drawled.
Beck dragged in a deep breath. “She’s here somewhere. I can smell her.”
“Me, too. But all this searching has worn me out.” Seth strode toward the teacher’s desk and clasped the back of the chair with a wink. “I need to sit.”
Beck eased behind him as Seth rolled the chair from under the desk. Together, they bent and peered into the alcove below. Heavenly sat curled in a ball, blinking at them, looking both deliciously pure and afraid.
“There you are. Come out.” Excitement roughened Seth’s voice. “And face us.”
Swallowing, she crawled out from beneath the desk and stood, fidgeting nervously. Beck looked her up and down—her little schoolgirl outfit straight out of his fantasies—and he forgot how to breathe.
God, she was beautiful, wearing a minuscule plaid skirt and a white blouse—at least two sizes too small. Her golden braids, now adorned with pretty pink bows, fell over her shoulders, framing her barely contained breasts. The skirt brushed the tops of her thighs and left the bottom half of her luscious ass bare. Pink ruffled ankle socks with more gratuitous bows hugged her feet, along with glossy black Mary Janes.
Possessive heat spiked through his bloodstream.
