“But…Mr. Davis…” Regina replies, not going away.
“I’m in the middle of something, Regina!” Chris replies angrily. “Give me a minute!”
My heart is pounding in my chest, and I drink in a deep breath, waiting for her reply. But thankfully, it doesn’t come. At least for the moment, Chris and I are alone.
“Looks like we’re pressed for time,” Chris mutters.
“I…I can go, if you need—”
“No,” he snarls and looks up at me, his eyes shifting from anger to desire. With a quick motion, he tugs my panties off completely, and with a power grin, he buries his faceback between my thighs. “You’re not going anywhere until I’m finished.”
His tongue finds my buzzing flesh, and I light up like a sea of fireflies as he rolls over my button,flick-flick-flick.But even as I bite down on the gag in my mouth, I’m smiling. There’s a girl out there, no doubt a girl with a major crush on Chris, who has no idea what’s going on in here.
She doesn’t know that I’m on top of his desk with my legs spread, and her favorite teacher is down on his knees beneath me. Even when I marched into this academy with my absurd plan, I had no idea I’d be up to something so naughty. And when Chris flattens his tongue against me, increasing the pressure, my body finally explodes.
The gag muffles my scream as my soaked flesh contracts against Chris’s tongue, snapping me sky-high into a new dimension. Every nerve ending in my body lights up at the same time. My vision goes white. Chris groans into me, sending me even higher.
He holds the pressure right where I need it as convulsions run through me. His lips make tiny little smacking sounds, and I groan into the gag as I realize what he’s doing. He’s slurping down my release.
My muscles jerk, and I thrash as my hips jerk off the desk. My hand collides with something hard and knocks it off the desk with a loud bang. Regina’s voice rings out from outside. “Mr. Davis, is everything all right?”
Go the hell away!
I want to scream at her. Tear this gag from my mouth and go rip her to pieces. But I can’t move. It’s impossible. I’m too wrapped up in my first orgasm given to me by a man. Relentless, capturing bliss.
Finally, I slump back, and Chris pulls back, lapping at my soaked thighs before standing. I blink away the blur to see himlooking down at me, pants bulging, a pleased look on his face. Pleased with me or pleased with himself? I don’t know. All I know is that was the most incredible experience of my life.
He raises my panties to his nose and takes a deep inhale. “You smell so sweet, Gracie,” he whispers before stuffing them in his pocket. “Oh, and I’m keeping these.”
My jaw drops.
“Mr. Davis?” Regina again.
“One moment,” he snaps. Taking my hand, he helps me to my feet. I almost collapse immediately as my legs threaten to give out from under me. To my surprise, he leads me over to the window and slides it open.
“Go on. If she sees you in here, we’ll both be in trouble.”
“You want me to sneak out the window?” I ask, but truthfully, the idea excites me. I’m twenty years old and behaving like an out-of-control teenager.
“Don’t argue with me, Gracie.” His eyes flare. “Or I may have to punish you again.”
And then he kisses me. Long, hard, and deep. His lips envelop mine, and his tongue sinks hungrily into my mouth. I taste myself on him, which only further ignites my passion.
More. I need more of this man. This GOD.
“Now go,” he orders, breaking our kiss. Blood rushing, I glance outside to make sure no one’s watching, then launch myself out onto the grass. This time, my legs do give out from under me, and I lean back against the wall, panting, consumed with adrenaline.
Above me, in Chris’s office, I hear him open the door. “Regina, what can I do for you?”
I have to smile. Talk about awkward. I bet he’s in there wiping me off his lips now with the back of his forearm. Going around behind his desk to hide the mound in his pants.
“I just wanted to give you this.” Regina’s voice is painfully flirtatious. She’s doing that little-girl thing that makes me want to vomit. “It’s a Bonsai tree for your office. Just a little thank you for being my best teacher.”
My lips pucker with rage.
“That’s so nice of you, Regina. I’d love to chat more, but I have to go take care of something.”
“Aw, okay,” she whines. “If you want to know more about it, well, you know where to find me!”
