Page 129 of Dr. Bad Boy

“Here. Take me here.”

He rubs me lightly, making my legs tremble. “Are you sure? I don’t want to—”

“You won’t hurt me.” I let go of his hand and press my fingers against the tile again.

He exhales and rubs me again, firmer now. I breathe out and relax against his touch. No matter how many times we do this with his fingers and plugs, it still feels invasive.

Nasty.

Dirty.

Wrong.

Amazing.

“So eager for my cock in your ass,” he growls as his fingertip gets pulled in, and he fucks me ever so slightly with it before easing out. “Stay here.”

I don’t move a muscle, and it just takes him ten seconds to grab the lube I know is in the drawer under the sink.

Max has lube in every room of the house now. It’ll make baby proofing kind of interesting.

The next touch is cold and slick, his finger easing back into me, stretching me open for him.

“Take another one,” he urges, and I push back, gasping at the burn, but breathing through it. “Good. You’re such a dirty little slut for me. Riding my fingers without any shame.”

Heat floods through me at his words. Yes. I’m totally shameless with Max. “I want to ride more than your fingers,” I say breathlessly. “Give it to me.”

“You’re mouthy tonight.”

“Gonna teach me a lesson, Principal Donovan?”

He curses under his breath. “Better believe it.” Another rough exhale as he works his fingers in and out of me, slowly fucking me in preparation for something a lot bigger. “You’ve been warned before, Ms. Roberts, about being a distraction.”

“Have I? I don’t remember.”

“You don’t remember being called to my office and we had a discussion about your skirt length?”

“Mmm…not ringing any bells.”

He chokes back a laugh and eases his fingers out of me, leaving me aching and empty. He presses his entire body hard against mine, his mouth against my ear. “And now it seems you’ve lost your entire uniform, Ms. Roberts.”

“What did you expect if you came to find me in the girls’ locker room?”

Another laugh and a matching curse. “I expected to drag you back to my office so we could have another chat.”

“Sorry to miss it.”

“Oh, you’re not going to miss anything. Unfortunately I don’t have any ginger on hand, but…” He trails off as he fists himself, bringing the thick head of his cock right to where I’ve been begging him to put it.

What the hell was I thinking? I tense up and he just chuckles.

“Second thoughts, Ms. Roberts?”

I groan and press my ass back, pushing my pucker against the flared crown. Fuck, fuck, fuck…

The breach hurts like nothing else. There’s no stretching in the world that prepares for that pop inside, and then there’s another one, and my eyes are watering and not in a good way.

My mouth opens to scream, but the bastard’s taken my words too, as he slides inside me, slowly, inexorably, until he’s filled me with his massive cock.

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