Page 56 of Demon Loved
“But—”
I cut off her protests with a sharp smack to her ass. It makes that sweet flesh bounce and grow pink.
“Oh!” Her exclamation is one of surprise, not pain, because we’re playing, and I just want my girl to have the most memorable naughty first time ever.
I smack her again, and this time, her moan is pure wanton pleasure. I raise my hand a third time, but there’s a knock at my door.
“Mr. Vanngrenoth!” a young man’s voice calls through the door.
“I’m with a student!” I call out. “You’ll have to come back later!”
Katrina turns from where she’s been clutching the edge of my desk. “Do you think he heard?”
I thought the possibility might scare my innocent girl, but there’s a dirty gleam in those eyes of hers.
“We can make sure he does,” I tell her, before smacking her again.
This time, there’s no mistaking that her moan is for show.
Who knew that under her shy, sweet exterior, my girl had an exhibitionist streak?
It’s so damn hot, I can’t hold back any longer. I unzip my pants and drop them and my boxers. I step closer and lean over her.
“Next lesson. I’m going to tease you with my cock until you come.”
“Already?” she asks. And her nerves are back, just like that.
I run a gentle hand down her back, before removing her shirt completely and then tracing her spine. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to fuck you. Just play with you.” I press my hard cock against her wet heat and slide slowly back and forth to show her what I mean. “See?”
I want…I want so badly to press into her. But she’s not screaming for it yet. She’s not moaning with wanton abandon. So I wait and I tease, until I feel her moaning, until I feel her get even wetter and her thighs clench as my cockhead drags steadily back and forth over her pussy and clit.
I watch her shudder as an orgasm takes her, watch her ass cheeks clench and her body writhes.
When she collapses onto the desk, she gives a shallow laugh. And post-orgasm truths come spilling from her lips. “But I want you to…do it. If it’s just you, just one… I’m scared about taking all of you.”
I help her up and pull her to my chair, sitting down with her straddling my lap. I gently kiss her gorgeous lips. “I’ll give you anything you want, Trina. Anything.” I cup her cheek.
We share a long tender moment where our eyes lock together. “Do you want the schoolgirl fantasy, or just us?” I ask.
Katrina presses her lips together and links our fingers. “What’s easier? I’m scared. Being me… I don’t know if it’s the best—”
I lean up and cut her off with a kiss. “Okay, then we’ll do both. Fantasy when you need it; us when you want it gentle.” I lean back in my seat until she looms over me, those cherry nipples so tempting that my mouth waters.
“Mr. Vanngrenoth is going to teach you how to do what he just did,” I say. “Put your hand on my dick.”
Her little fingers wrap around me, and the fact that it’s my Katrina touching me makes me have to shut my eyes and think of the murder canyon for a second, so that I don’t fucking ruin this lesson before it starts.
Opening my eyes isn’t much better, because the way her tits are propped up on that bra, they’re like an offering.
“Stroke me gently up and down,” I tell her.
She does, and I stare up at her face, locking eyes with her. “Now move yourself. Line your little pussy up with my dick. I want you to practice sliding up and down on it.”
She moves slightly, and I reach down, grabbing her skirt and tucking it up into the waistband so I can watch as she slides my throbbing shaft up and down along her cunt.
I’ve never gone this slow.
I’ve never wanted anything or anyone as much as I want her.
