Page 13 of Teach Me
‘Over your…?’ I lost my words. Or was it my morality, since I hadn’t run out the door yet?
‘Do as you’re told, Ophelia.’
Oh, hell. I breathed hard as I rested my hands on the sleek surface, bending slightly forward.
‘Lower.’ He pressed a hand onto my back until my breasts were flattened against the desk’s chilled surface. ‘Better.’ His large hand swept down my spine, over the swell of my butt, and down my thigh in one slow caress. ‘I can’t tell you how many times I’ve fantasised about seeing you like this.’
Cheek pressed against the desk, I could barely breathe. I would never admit it out loud, but I had also fantasised about being in this position, in this room. I’d imagined him taking me hard from behind with my hair twisted around his thick fingers.
But he wasn’t rough now. He gently pulled my hair away from my face, checking on me before he nudged my feet further apart. ‘What a sight you are. Your butt high in the air. Your wet pussy on display.’
His words weren’t spoken with malice, but my body reacted to them, regardless. I managed to push halfway off the desk before a firm hand on my back stopped me. ‘I didn’t say you could move.’
‘I…’ I struggled to catch my breath, my heart racing. ‘I’m sorry.’
He pushed me back down, then brushed his hand up and down my spine, a slow caress that soothed some of my concerns about what I was exposing. ‘When you’re with me, I control your body. It’s safe with me. Is that understood?’
‘Yes.’
He continued the gentle sweeps of my back until my breathing changed, fear shifting to arousal as I became more and more aware of him. His scent. His warmth. He stood close enough that he only needed to unzip his trousers to fuck me. Would he?
My whole body hummed at the thought, and I gripped the edges of his desk to avoid pressing back against him.
‘Good girl.’ He ran his hand down my butt again before finally slipping between my thighs. ‘You’re free to leave anytime you want, but I don’t think you will. You’re dripping onto my floor again, Ophelia.’
I closed my eyes to escape, but he tutted at me. ‘Eyes open. Do you think it’s embarrassing to be wet? It pleases me to know I turn you on.’ He pressed his erection against my hip. ‘Should I be embarrassed by what you do to me?’
‘No,’ I whimpered.
He patted my pussy, letting me hear how wet I was. ‘Never be embarrassed by this. I want…’ He groaned as he pushed two fingers into me. ‘Soon, I’ll bury my face in your soaked cunt and eat you out until you drown me, but for now, I want to hear you scream as you ride my hand.’
I moaned softly as he thrust his fingers. Not as hard as I wanted, as Ineeded, and I couldn’t help myself. I pressed against his hand, meeting every thrust. ‘Look at you giving in to your desires,’ he said, pumping faster into me. ‘Tell me how much you want to come.’
‘I do,’ I panted.
He tutted again. ‘Not good enough.’ The room filled with the wet slaps of his hand. Tremors rolled down my thighs. ‘I can feel you squeezing my fingers. Are you close?’
‘Yes.’ I let out a sharp gasp when his thumb found my clit, drawing slick circles. My breaths grew shallow and quick as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge. ‘I’m going to…’
He slowed his pace. ‘You’re going to what?’
I groaned in frustration. ‘Don’t stop.’ I pressed back against his hand, needing more, but he gripped my hip and squeezed.
‘I want to hear you enjoy yourself. Earn your reward. Do you understand?’
‘Y-yes.’ Whatever he wanted was fine by me. I just needed to come. He picked up the pace again, pumping his hand into me, and I threw my inhibitions aside to let him hear every gasp and moan, but it still wasn’t good enough.
‘Tell me what you want,’ he demanded. ‘Harder? Faster?’ He withdrew his fingers and added another digit. ‘Or does your pussy need to be completely filled, Ophelia?’
‘Ah, yes,’ I cried out.
‘Listen to you sing,’ he praised. ‘You’re going to come hard for me, aren’t you?’ He thrust faster, harder, and I could barely hear him over the rapid fire of sharp moans he pulled out of me. ‘Good girl, you’re close now. Let it come. Give your body what it needs.’
I drew one last shuddering breath before falling into oblivion. My pussy convulsed around his fingers. As I cried out my release, he slowed his pace, giving my body time to stop shuddering before he withdrew his hand and gently stroked my back.
‘Good, but that’s the last time I’ll let you get away with your disobedience. The next time you try to hold back, I’ll spank you. Is that clear?’
I blinked repeatedly, still breathing hard against his desk. ‘Okay.’
