Page 78 of Teacher's Pet

My voice is sweet, dripping with feigned innocence, but the glint in my eyes is anything but.

The dress slips past my hips, then it’s gone, pooling on the floor.

I stand before him, completely bare.

Completely his.

A sharp inhale flares his nostrils as a slow, wicked grin curves his lips.

"I can’t wait to watch you limp into class tomorrow," he growls.

Before I can blink, his hands clamp onto my hips.

A startled gasp rips from my throat as he drags me forward, yanking me back onto his lap.

His grip is bruising, his fingers digging into my ass, forcing me down onto him, grinding my soaked cunt along his slick cock.

A jolt of pleasure shoots through me, sharp and consuming.

"Fuck," I hiss, body shuddering against him.

Noah chuckles, low and taunting.

"I’m not even buried in you yet, and you’re already moaning for me."

His mouth finds my breast.

Heat pools in my stomach as his lips latch onto my nipple, sucking hard, tongue flicking, teeth grazing just enough to send a shock of pleasure straight between my legs.

A moan spills from my lips, one that only encourages him.

His mouth moves, trailing lower, his teeth nipping, biting.

His lips bruise my skin, marking a path of possessive claim across my chest.

Each one a silent declaration.

Each one a warning to anyone who dared to think they could have me.

Because I belong to him.

And he knows it.

"So, Ana," Noah murmurs through a groan, his breath hot against my skin. "Let’s start prepping that pretty ass for what I plan to do to it."

A shudder rolls through me.

Nerves spike but desire thrums beneath them, a dangerous mix of anticipation and hesitation.

My eyes flicker up to his, searching for something—some warning, some restraint.

I find none.

"Noah, I don’t think I can take your cock-"

His fingers tighten around my waist, his grip firm, possessive.

"You will learn," he hisses, his voice dripping with promise. "But first, let’s see if your pussy can handle it."

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