Page 34 of Teach Me
Blinking rapidly, I widened my stance. I should be horrified. A part of me was, but his words also affected my body in a way I’d never imagined. I wanted to hear more. Wanted to feel more. When he slid his hand up my thigh, I closed my eyes, breathing slowly.
His fingers brushed over my wet sex. ‘As I thought, you’re an eager little slut, Ophelia.’ He pushed two digits into me. My eyes pinged open. ‘You loved having me control your body at the nightclub, didn’t you?’
‘Y-yes,’ I breathed.
He pulled his fingers out. ‘Yes,Sir,’ he corrected.
‘Yes, Sir.’
Dan’s brows quirked in amusement. ‘I liked your performance earlier.’ He gently pulled my hands away from my breasts. ‘Your body was made to be enjoyed in front of men.’
‘Made to be fucked in every hole.’ Dr Braithwaite thrust his fingers for a few hard pumps before spreading my arousal around the tight rosebud of my arse. I tensed. ‘Relax,’ he chuckled. ‘I’m only warming you up. I’ll claim your arse tonight, but not yet. You haven’t earned it, Ophelia.’
‘Umm.’ I couldn’t speak. His long fingers skimmed over my aching flesh to find my clit. When he pinched it, I let out a half-moan, half-squeak. ‘I haven’t done that before.’
‘Done what?’ Dr Braithwaite whispered in my ear. ‘Say the words, Ophelia.’
Dan cupped my breasts. He swept his thumbs over my nipples, hardening them. His gentle caress was so at odds withDr Braithwaite’s possessive moves that I wasn’t sure who I should focus on.
‘Say it,’ Dr Braithwaite ordered. ‘Tell us what you haven’t done before. Tell us what youwant.’
‘Good girls don’t say filthy things like that.’ Dan lowered his head to take my nipple into his mouth. My pulse sped as he sucked hard before flicking the hardened bud with his tongue. I curled and uncurled my fingers by my side as the men toyed with my body, not knowing what to do with my hands again. I wanted to pull Dan closer, but I also wanted to touch Dr Braithwaite. Wanted to turn around and finally kiss him.
But I hadn’t earned it yet.
‘Ophelia.’ Dr Braithwaite slowed his thrusts. ‘I asked you a question.’
Pleasure coursed through me, and I couldn’t find my words. ‘Umm…’ Dan released my nipple with a pop before moving to the other one. ‘Umm,’ I breathed again.
‘“Umm” isn’t an answer,’ Dr Braithwaite said sternly. I whimpered when he pulled away. ‘You seem to have a problem with your hands and your tongue,’ he said, collecting a silk scarf from a dresser. ‘I think it’s time I took control of them, don’t you?’
‘O-okay,’ I stammered, my mind blown to pieces by this man. His voice was deeper than before. It matched the dark desire in his eyes as he appraised me from across the room. His friend was nipping at my breasts, but Dr Braithwaite had all my attention. I licked my lips as he walked towards me, a slow, almost predatory approach that sent my arousal spiralling.
Dr Braithwaite took my wrists and pressed them to my lower back. Winding the silk around them, he murmured, ‘Master Dan will fuck your mouth whilst I play with your pussy and arse.’ He pulled the silk tight. ‘Is that understood?’
My body’s reaction to his demand was instant, a delicious thrill coursing through me. ‘Yes.’ I let out a startled squeak when he slapped my butt. ‘Yes, Sir,’ I quickly corrected.
‘Good. Now kneel.’
And there it was, the order I’d dreaded and longed for.
Dr Braithwaite understood my hesitation. It was in the slight curl of his lips and the glint in his eyes. Dan stepped back, giving me space to make this decision.
The air was thick and heavy around us, my laboured breaths the only sound. I didn’t take my eyes off Dr Braithwaite’s. If it were anyone else, I would’ve refused the order, but I saw more than lust in his gaze. I saw respect, trust, and a tenderness that warmed my heart, so I sank to my knees and offered my submission.
‘Good girl,’ Dr Braithwaite purred.
‘So obedient,’ Dan said as he freed his cock. The thick head glistened with pre-cum, tempting me to taste it, but he stepped back when I leaned forward to do so. ‘Ask nicely,’ he said, peering down at me with his fingers wrapped around his shaft.
Cheeks burning, I whispered, ‘Please.’
Dr Braithwaite lowered himself to his knees behind me. He wound his fingers around my hair, pulling my head back. ‘You can do better than that. Ask him nicely if you can suck him off.’
I swallowed tightly. ‘Please, may I…?’ The words got stuck again.
A sharp tsk came from behind me. ‘She pretends to be innocent, but she’s not. Tell Master Dan what you did at the library, Ophelia.’
‘The library?’ Dan slowly stroked himself. ‘Did you read a naughty book?’
