Page 46 of Teach Me
‘Ophelia.’ Dr Braithwaite’s order lifted my gaze to his. ‘You’re not fucking him back like I ordered. Show me you deserve to be rewarded. Show me what a slut you are.’
‘But I’m going to come.’ I whimpered as Dan rolled his hips again. ‘I’m too close. I can’t stop it. I just can’t.’
Dan chuckled. ‘Listen to her needy little pleas, Sir Emmerson.’
‘I can hear her just fine,’ Dr Braithwaite said, his voice edged with a warning. ‘But I don’t hear a question, Ophelia. Ask for permission. If you want my permission to come, I need to hear you beg.’
‘Please! Please let me come.’
His stern gaze flitted between us before he leaned back in his seat. ‘No.’
‘What?’ I breathed. He couldn’t be serious. ‘Sir, please.’
He shook his head. ‘You don’t deserve it. Finish, Master Dan. Show her how we treat sluts like her.’
‘But—’ I started.
‘Ophelia, I’ll spank you if you dare defy me.’ Dr Braithwaite’s harsh tone brokered no arguments, but his lips twitched with a smile when I gasped in surprise.
Dan wrapped his arm around my waist. ‘He loves spanking naughty little sluts.’
‘I should turn your arse nice and pink,’ Dr Braithwaite purred. ‘That will teach you to play games with me.’
‘I’m sorry!’
‘It’s too late for that now.’
‘Hold on, sweetheart,’ Dan said. ‘This will be fast and hard.’ He held me still as he fucked me with deep, harsh strokes. I dug my nails into my hand to stop myself from coming. It didn’t work. Dan hit every delicious spot inside me. His cock coaxed the orgasm from me despite my whimpered objections, a pained cry seeping out of me when I failed Dr Braithwaite and came apart.
Dan pulled me flush to his chest as he emptied himself inside me, then held me there for a minute as I trembled. I didn’t even have a reason for the tears flooding my eyes. Disappointment, confusion, and exhaustion fought for space inside my head.
‘You’re in so much trouble,’ he chuckled before pulling out. ‘Thank you for a pleasant evening.’
I pressed my thighs together when his come trickled out, unable to meet Dr Braithwaite’s probing stare. His demand had been ridiculous, yet letting him down filled me with guilt, and his silence made it worse. He watched me through narrowed eyes as I accepted a flannel from Dan and cleaned myself up.
‘It was nice meeting you,’ Dan said, kissing my cheek. ‘Hopefully, I’ll see you at the club sometime?’
I nodded, not knowing what else to say.
‘I’ll call you,’ Dan said to Dr Braithwaite before leaving the room.
Dr Braithwaite nursed his drink, watching me as I wiped my tears. Searching for the right apology, I moved my tongue around but came up empty. I supposed it was too good to be true. A whole night with him? Of course, I messed it up before it even started.
Stupid.
All I’d done was prove myself a slut.
I picked up my underwear, not daring to look at him in case his eyes confirmed my fear. I would never earn a kiss from him. He wasn’t interested in someone who took any opportunity for a good fuck.
‘What are you doing?’ he asked when I put my soaked pants back on.
‘Getting dressed?’
‘Did I say you could do that?’
I glanced at the door. ‘Is there a bathroom you’d prefer me to use?’
‘Ophelia.’ He put down his drink. ‘Look at me.’ Swallowing the dread, I turned to face him. The warmth in his eyes lured me closer when he crooked his finger. ‘You don’t want to spend the night with me?’
