Page 36 of Continuum

“I didn’t do the reading you told me I should do and my final exam is Friday.”

“That’s okay,” I murmured, tipping my head so our lips could connect. Just that brief contact gave me a buzz.

“No, no, no…” His fingers flexed and his mouth was just out of my reach. “You would never say it’s okay. Where’s that look you used to give me when you’d argue with me?”

I was too turned on to scowl but I managed to glare and curl my lip.

He exhaled sharply. “That’s it… that’s good.”

“Why didn’t you do your reading?” I put my hands on the front of his shirt and then slid them down until I met the button fly of his jeans. “Your exam is Friday. It’s what we’ve worked so hard for all year.”

His eyes dropped down and watched me unzip his pants. I wasted no time wrapping my hand around his thick dick. I marveled at how hard it was before pulling it from the confines of his boxer briefs. I was basically panting as I stared at it.

Long, thick, hard perfection was what I had wrestled from captivity. And I wanted to keep it—forever.

When our eyes met, there was so much intensity in his gaze that I froze.

“Do you know what else I’ve worked hard for?” he growled.

“What?”

“The opportunity to thank you for all you’ve done for me this year.”

I squeezed my legs together. “How are you going to thank me?”

He pulled me toward him and crashed his lips into mine. The force combined with his grip did something to me. I started stroking him and he groaned into my mouth. When he broke the kiss, he let go of my neck.

I immediately missed the pressure.

“I’m going to fill you up while you answer a statistics question for me. And if you get it right, I’ll let you cum.”

My entire lower body clenched. “Okay.”

“Take off your panties,” he commanded. His voice was low, controlled, and sexy.

I could feel his eyes boring into me as I debated what I was going to do. I was torn because I didn’t want to let go of his dick. My gaze moved up to meet his.

There was a fire in his eyes. “Now.”

I would’ve done anything he said while he was talking to me and looking at me like that. I let go of him and hiked up my sundress. My lacey boyshorts came off quickly and I placed them in his outstretched hand.

“Now keep holding your dress up just like that,” he whispered as he stuffed my panties into the pocket of his jeans. From his other pocket he pulled out a condom and rolled it on. “You’ve been hiding all of that from me all year.”

“I’ve got way too much body to hide.” I turned to the side so he could see more of my ass. “You just haven’t been paying attention.”

“Are you telling me I could’ve had you whenever…?”

“Yes,” I answered without hesitation.

His dick twitched.

The silence that stretched between us held so much promise.

“Put your hands on the desk,” he demanded.

A chill ran down my spine. The skirt of my dress fell, but I did as I was told.

He moved behind me and slowly bent me over. The material teased my skin as he hiked up my dress, gathering it in the center of my back. My bare ass was exposed to him and I swayed my hips in anticipation.

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