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“I’ve fucked my hand so many times to the thought of you.”

I wasn’t sure if he was saying that as him or Mr. Halifax. And I didn’t care. I pictured feathers in my head but Adonis’ cologne wafted around me. It felt like forever since I’d been touched. And even longer since I’d been kissed.

He pumped his hand.

And I whimpered.

“Be a good girl and spread your legs for your teacher.”

I stepped farther apart and heard the rip of foil.

His fingers slid out of me, and then he was grabbing my hips, lifting me in the air. He slammed my back against the wall.

“Now if you want that A, don’t make a sound.”

I was actually a very good student...

He slammed into me hard, making me forget about grades.

He groaned. “I knew you were made for me.”

I clenched around him and he groaned again. I felt the same way as I had that night. Like I’d never been so full in my life. I’d associated that night with heartache for so long that I’d forgotten how good it felt.

“Do you like taking my cock against the chalkboard?”

I moaned. He was too good at this. But I had told him exactly what I’d wanted.

“Or do you want me to fuck you on my desk?”

I couldn’t even form words. All I felt was him, the blindfold somehow making everything more intense. “More,” was all I managed.

He pulled me off the door and set me down on the freezing cold vanity. But his fingers dug into my hips hard, making me forget about the cold. He thrust into me harder.

I tried to reach backward so I wouldn’t fall over, and I somehow hit the faucet, turning on the water.

“That’s not going to mask your moans, Miss Hunter. Everyone knows I’m in here fucking my student.” His lips slammed against mine again.

I liked this better. Kissing while he was inside me. It seemed more intimate. It seemed like so much...more.

One of his hands left my hip and grabbed the strap of my tank top. He yanked it and my bra strap down.

And then his lips were on my nipple. He lightly tugged.

I moaned. “I...I...”

“Shit, don’t come yet. I almost forgot.” He pulled out and flipped me around. He grabbed my hips, positioning my ass in the air, and slammed into me from behind.

The same way Mr. Halifax had.

He squeezed my ass. “I’m going to get fired,” he whispered.

I reached out, my hands colliding with the glass to match his thrusts.

He groaned. “I want you to come on my cock, Miss Hunter. Now.” He spanked my ass.

Fuck. I felt myself clenching around him.

“Just like that. Grip me.”