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He lifted his head and pushed her wet hair out of her face. “You have to ask,” he crooned when she looked at him with a pleading expression. “I’ll give you whatever you want if you just ask.”

“Please, let me come,” she begged.

“When you convince me you want it, I’ll let you.” He circled her engorged clit with his thumb, and she thrust against his palm.

“Right there. Don’t stop. Please. I need it, Sir.”

He circled her again, and she whimpered. “Please. I’m so close.”

“Hold it back. You can do it. You can do anything I tell you to. I need you to learn how to control your own orgasms.”

She shook her head back and forth wildly as he continued to torture her with his thumb.

“I can’t stop it. I’m begging you, please.”

The desperation in her voice had him hardening again, and he leaned in and whispered in her ear.

“Come for me, sweet slut.”

The orgasm ripped through her, and she shuddered in his hand as she clamped down on his fingers. But he didn’t stop the assault on her clit with his thumb, dragging out the orgasm until she was pleading with him to stop.

When he pulled his fingers free, he shoved them in her mouth and then rinsed them off.

As he stepped out of the shower, he reached up and pinched one nipple hard.

“Get cleaned up and then I want you on the bed on all fours, facing the headboard. You have ten minutes.”

He grabbed a towel and dried off before he left the bathroom and tugged on a pair of sweats from the dresser. He’d stashed a handful of outfits in her dresser and closet, and also brought a toy bag.

As much as he intended to stay away through the week when she was working, he had a feeling he would want to come over more often. And why shouldn’t he? They only had thirty days.

Chapter 14

Reva

Revawenttoworkthe next morning deliciously sore. Noah had spent the night, but he was gone when she woke up. However, he had laid out a dress with a bra and no panties and left a note telling her that was her outfit for the day.

She had to admit it was nice to not have to think about picking out her own clothes. In the kitchen, a bowl of fruit and a muffin were waiting for her next to a jewelry box and another note.

She opened the box with a bit of trepidation. But she nearly teared up at the contents. A beautiful necklace with a small teardrop diamond lay nestled in the black velvet.

The note had her grinning from ear to ear.

I understand you don’t like expensive gifts, but this one is for me. I’d like to find you waiting for me in just this. And please don’t take it off again until our arrangement is over. At the end of our time together, you can choose to keep it or give it back. But for now, it’s a symbol of my ownership of you.

She lifted the necklace from the box and fastened it around her neck. The piece fit her perfectly and rested against her collarbone with the pendant in the center.

With a smile, she picked up a strawberry and her phone and snapped a selfie of herself in the necklace with a strawberry held to her lips.

His response made her face turn the same color as the strawberry.

Noah:That mouth was made for so much more than a strawberry. I’ll make sure we’re using it to its full potential when you get home tonight.

She loved how filthy he was.

This morning, she was teaching her one and only daytime class. An American Government 101 course with over a hundred first-year students. Reva loved first-year students. Her advisers told her she would quickly get over that when she became a tenured professor, but something told her they were wrong.

After class, she picked up her stuff from the shared TA office and made a mad dash for the ACSL office where she was meeting with Darci Givens for lunch.

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