Page 22 of Teaching Ms. Tingle

“Well, shit, son. You did it good this time, huh? How much older is she?”

Laughing because he seems stunned, I shake my head. “Oh, no, she’s not...she’s thirty, not someone old enough to be my mother or something.Ipursuedher. This is all my fault. I basically admitted we’re together to this jerk because he’s a fucking creep who saw us together. If he wants to hurt her, he can just go to Dean Vickers, and it will cost her everything.”

“Hell, son, you’re of age, and it’s not some married older woman with kids your age, who cares? I mean, I am sure the Dean won’t be thrilled about it. They have ethics committees for this sort of thing. If I were you, I would get ahead of this, beat this little rat to the punch. Go to Dean Vickers and tell him. What can he do? Shit, son. You mean too much to the football team for him to give you too hard a time.”

Nodding, I agree that this is the best idea. It might be hard to convince Kinsley of it, but I think it is our best option. Otherwise, we look guilty. I do not feel guilty for being with Kinsley. I don’t regret it and I sure as shit am not going to give her up.

“Yeah. Yeah, that’s what we’ll do. Do I have you on our team?”

Coach Lucas laughs, taking a long pull off his cigar. “Sure, you do, Kane. I notice things. You’ve changed and I think we have Ms. Tingle to thank for it. You said you’re serious about this woman?”

“Yes, sir. I love her. I want her to be my wife,” I tell him, realizing it is the first time I have said it out loud. Warmth spreads through me and I know I need to go see her. I need to tell her just how serious I am.

Coach Lucas suggests we go to Dean Vickers first thing tomorrow. Before her meeting with that snake. He promises to be there if I need him and asks me a little bit about Kinsley. I am glowing as I talk about her, telling him how smart she is, how beautiful, and how perfect she is for me.

“You were right. I am changed because of her. That weight on my chest I carried for so long is gone. For so long I wondered why my own parents didn’t want me. That will always be something I wonder, but...now I know someone can love me. Someone does want me.”

Thanking him for letting me gush about her and confide in him, I tell him to expect a call just in case. Then I head to the only place I feel I belong now. Pulling up in front of Kinsley’s place, I take a moment to gather my thoughts. To decide how I am going to tell her all the things I need to say.

But sitting there, I think of that asshole again. How he looked at her when he agreed to meet her tomorrow. How his eyes lit up at the promise of being alone with her. Just like that, I am livid all over again. Tearing from my truck, I stomp up her steps and let myself in.

Her place is dark, but I see the soft glow beneath her bedroom door. I lock the door behind me and kick my shoes off. Heading for her room, I tear my shirt off and unzip my jeans before I get there. I need her. I need to be buried inside her before I can calm down.

“Kitten, you better be ready for me,” I growl as I throw the door open.

I almost go to my knees when I get inside. My little kitten is definitely ready for me. Lying ass up across her bed, her cute toes sinking into the dark carpet, her pussy is so wet she drips down her thighs. With her arms laced behind her back, waiting for my belt to cinch them together, she pops her ass out, shaking it at me.

“Fuck, kitten,” I hiss, pulling my belt off with a frantic whir of leather. Folding it, I take deliberate steps towards her. Her skin glows in the muted light of the lamps on her beside tables. Her dark hair is gathered atop her head the way I like it, easier to fist and fuck her face.

Pressing close behind her, letting her feel me, I savor her little panting breaths. My hand drops to her ass, plumping one cheek in my hand. The hand holding my belt comes down and I moan as she cries out as it marks her right cheek. Switching sides, I rub a gentle hand at her right cheek, swatting the left with the belt.

“Oh. Oh...Kane,” she cries out, glancing back at me over her shoulder.

“Do you know what a bad girl you were tonight? You told another man there is nothing between us. Is there nothing between us, kitten?” I whisper calmly as I drag the belt between her thighs, spreading her sweet juices over her ass. Stepping between her trembling thighs, I slam my cock inside her before I pull out, smirking as she shudders.

“No, no. There is. I didn’t mean it. I won’t ever say it again.”

“I meant what I said,” I warn, bending over her to slide inside her again as I whisper in her ear. I don’t move even though I can feel how bad she wants me to. “No other man will ever have you again. I can’t stand it when they even look at you. They all love it. They want it. You’re pretty tits and this perfect ass. Fuck, kitten. I need to know I own it all. That I own your body, your pussy, your heart, your fucking soul. I need you to tell me.”

Pulling back, I pump my hips a few times, fucking her hard enough to shake the bed. When I pull out of her, I spank her hard, whipping the belt left and right. The welts that bloom on her ass make me impossibly hard. Dropping to kneel behind her I dust my lips over the marks, waiting for her to catch her breath.

“Yes, yes, you do. You own me. I won’t ever want another man, Kane. Only you. Oh, fuck!” She shouts as I grip her ass to open her up, stuffing my tongue in her slick cunt.

Sucking at her juices I feast on her greedily. Grabbing her hands, I use the belt to bind her arms at her waist. Between fucking my tongue into her and sucking at her clit, I smack each cheek. I love how the pain makes her drip down my tongue, her hips pushing back so I can get more of her in my mouth.

“I shouldn’t let you come. You don’t deserve to come,” I tell her as I bite at her clit. Just as she starts to shake with an orgasm, I pull back again.

“No, no, please. Please, baby,” she pants, wiggling her ass at me. Gripping handfuls of the plump flesh, I lift her on her toes, pumping my stone hard cock into her. Fuck, she is so wet. My little kitten loves being my good girl. Taking her punishment turns her on.

“No, you don’t get to come until I say so. Open your mouth,” I demand, smacking her ass a few more times.

Rounding the side of the bed, I slide my fingers into her hair, yanking her head to the edge of the bed. Without pause, I shove past her lips, going so deep I gag her with my dick. My hips start to work, shoving me deeper into her throat. I reach down, feeling how it distends her throat, how she chokes.

“There’s my good girl. Taking my cock like my sweet slut. You won’t forget again that you belong to me, will you, kitten? You will remember how I gag you with my big cock when you’re a bad girl.”

With my dick shoved down her throat, she nods. Tears slip down her temples and I bend, licking them greedily. Reaching back between her legs as I start to fuck her face, I curl my fingers inside her pussy. Coating my fingers in her juices, I slide them back to her ass, rubbing at the tight hole.

“This belongs to me too, doesn’t it, kitten? You’re going to let me stuff my big cock in your tiny ass. You know how you hurt me, so I need to hurt you a little. Nod your head, kitten.”

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