Page 25 of Teach Me
Our gazes met. Mine was hesitant, seeking a reason for his statement, a confirmation that I meant more to him than he let on. His was sterner, determined to prove his point and get the truth out of me, no matter what.
‘Consent is everything, Ophelia. I’d never force you to do anything. I want you tochooseto give me the control, like the women in the videos surrendered theirs.’ I shuddered as he lifted my left leg and hooked it over the armrest, then repeated the same with my right leg, fully exposing my pussy to him. Embarrassment and arousal coursed through me. I gripped my bunched-up skirt to cover myself up, but he took hold of my wrists and gently pulled them away. ‘Submission is the fiercest, boldest statement of power you can make. And earning your submission gives me more pleasure than you can imagine.’
‘What are you doing?’
He placed my hands on my knees, gripped my hips, and pulled my butt to the edge of my seat. I was wide open in front of him, cold air wafting over my swollen flesh. ‘Stay,’ he ordered before returning to his desk.
Breathing hard, I stared at the ceiling and tried to ignore what was on display for him and what he was getting from that drawer. Whatever it was, he hid it in his hand when he returned.
‘Your body and mind are at war, baby girl.’ He parted my slick folds with his thumb. ‘Your pussy is weeping for me.’ His other hand flattened against my chest. ‘But your heart is racing for another reason.’
My thighs shook with a need to cover up his view. It took everything I had to remain still as he dipped his thumb inside me and spread my arousal. He held eye contact as his thumb just grazed my clit, a knowing smile tipping his lips when I moaned softly. I squirmed in my seat, half the cells in my body begging for more, the other half wanting to cover up. He watched me as he rolled his thumb over my clit, his hardened gaze seeking every secret I didn’t dare utter.
‘You’re frightened. Ashamed. Of what?’
‘I’m not—’ I yelped in surprise when he smacked my pussy. Not hard enough to hurt, but a firm warning. The oddest thing was that it helped. His punishment calmed the suffocating panic in my head. Grounded me.
‘Don’t lie to me. Tell me the truth about why you have such an issue with pornography that you failed your assignment.’
‘I didn’t fail! I watched…’ I eyed the small pink vibrator in his hand. ‘What’s that?’
He chuckled. ‘Is that a serious question?’
Obviously, I knew what it was. I still stared as if I’d never seen one before.
‘You can tell me the truth now, or I can get it out of you with this.’ He switched it on. ‘Your choice, Ophelia.’
My gaze flitted. ‘How would that work?’
‘You’ll see.’ He brought the toy to my clit. I jolted. ‘There it is. The reaction you deny.’
‘It startled me… that’s all.’
‘Little liar.’ He swirled it around my clit before expanding the small circles. Unwittingly, I closed my eyes and rocked against it. ‘Once you feel pleasure, you calm down.’ He dipped it in and out of me with shallow thrusts. ‘You lean into it, but there’s still too much tension in your body. Relax.’
I tried. I kept my eyes closed and focused only on the vibrations. He worked his way around my pussy, teasing everywhere except where I wanted it the most. When a humming sound started deep in my chest, he finally brought it to my clit, and I threw my head back with a sharp moan.
‘Good girl.’
My moans deepened as he took me to the edge, then a sharp gasp rolled over my lips when he withdrew the vibrator just before I tumbled over. ‘No,’ I groaned.
He leaned in and ran his tongue from my entrance to my clit, one long lick that stiffened my whole body in anticipation. But then he sat back again. ‘Tell me the truth, and I’ll let you come.’
‘I already have.’
His eyes narrowed. ‘You spread yourself out on a table in the library for me. Let me watch as you played with your pussy. You let Lewis Carter watch as I fucked you against the window. But you want to keep this from me?’
A chill ran through me. ‘You ordered me to do those things.’
‘And you chose to obey.’ He held the toy to my clit again, sending more delicious vibrations through me. My nails dug into my skin as I tried to avoid falling victim to his games. ‘Yet you want to blame me for what you’ve done. Is it my fault your cunt is so wet you’re staining my chair?’
I closed my eyes, my face burning.
‘And there’s the shame you claim not to have.’ He switched off the vibrator. ‘Explain it to me.’
I shook my head.
‘Ophelia, I need to know.’
