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Did I?I slid my fingers into my mouth, licking off her juices, as I rounded the table. I don’t think Penny and I had ever been naked in the same room without fucking. And my cock knew it. I was having a hard time concentrating too. But I loved games. Especially this one. Penny had just earned another punishment. I grabbed the cue ball, tossed the ball up in the air, and caught it as I walked back over to her.

"Put your hands on the table, Penny."

"James, you cheated. You distracted me."

"If I recall, I also helped you with one of your shots earlier. I think it evens out. Hands on the table. Now."

She bit her lip then slowly turned around. She placed her hands on the wooden edge of the pool table and arched her back again.

I knew how she wanted me to punish her. By fucking her hard against the side of the pool table. But that sounded a lot more like a reward. Instead, I rolled the cold cue ball roll up the back of her right leg. It shouldn't have been sexy. But everything about Penny’s body was sexy. Her whole body shivered with desire.

"James." Her voice sounded needy.

I silenced her by spanking her ass hard.

She moaned.

I knew how she liked being punished. She wanted my handprint on her ass and her wetness dripping down her thigh. I rolled the cold ball over the spot I had just spanked, soothing the skin.

"Penny, I'm going to give you one last shot." I moved the ball to the back of her other leg and slowly rolled it up to her ass.

"One shot won't help. You're going to win next time you have..."

I spanked her again. "I like that you're full of surprises. Surprise me, and I'll give you exactly what you want. I'll fuck you as hard as you want. For as long as you want." I kissed the side of her neck. "I'll do whatever you want me to." I massaged the cue ball over my handprint. Fuck, I just needed to be inside of her.For the love of God, make the shot, Penny.

"Give me the ball,” she said.

I tossed it over her shoulder. She moved it a little to the right. Instead of aiming for one of her striped balls, she shot the cue ball into the eight ball. Both balls went into the pocket.

And she thought I was a cheater? I grabbed her waist. "The eight ball and the cue ball?"

She just smiled.

I pushed on her back so that her torso was flush against the pool table. "Ending the game and ensuring that I'd punish you even more? That'll do." I would have spanked her again, but I’d been staring at her curves for what felt like hours. I felt like I was starving. I thrust deep inside of her, all the way to my hilt.Fuck.It was everything I wanted and more.

She moaned.

"Tell me what you want," I said as I thrust in and out of her, faster and faster.

"Please," she panted. "Please, James."

She couldn’t say it. But I knew what she wanted. I’d tortured her enough.

"Okay,” I conceded. I pulled her up so that her back was pressed against my torso. "Okay." I kissed her neck gently and began to massage her clit.You were such a good girl."You can come now." I had plenty of time to corrupt her. Right now she just needed a release.

She immediately shattered around me, her pussy pulsing around my cock.

God, the way she gripped my cock.

"Professor Hunter," she moaned and collapsed back down on the table. Her pussy kept clenching me.

I gritted my teeth. I didn’t want to cum again. Not yet. I’d had a picture in my head of how I wanted her as soon as I saw her in this room. I waited for her orgasm to subside before slowly pulling out of her.

She turned around and looked up at me. There was that innocent look again. Like she hadn’t just come around her professor’s cock.

I grabbed her chin in my hand. "I still like when you call me that."

"Professor Hunter?"

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