Page 55 of A Lesson in Deceit
I quickly looked to check my immediate surroundings, seeing that Corrin was looking straight ahead and the guy next to me was typing away on his laptop.
I’m in class. You can’t tell me things like that.
RIVER
Ah, yes. I’m sorry that you should know how hard you make me.
I’m well aware of what I do to you.
RIVER
Oh yeah? Tell me more.
Not now.
RIVER
Now is the best time, gorgeous. My class is boring and I miss you.
Aren’t you sweet.
RIVER
I miss you. I miss the cute way you cuddle up in the fetal position when you sleep and the way your cunt squeezes my dick when you’re about to come.
Jesus, River.
RIVER
Grayson feels the same way. You may be an addiction, tsk tsk.
I started to tune out Asher and the rest of the class, thinking back to that night. The vivid image of feeling so full and satisfied filled my mind. I remembered their hands on me and the way they looked at each other at times had my heart racing. I thought about the way they were so in sync with one another when it came to how to treat my body. I could still feel the way River felt inside of me while he pushed me closer to Grayson, making me take his cock deeper into my mouth. It was like the taste and the overwhelming sensation of it all was still present and heady.
I suddenly felt the urge to create friction between my legs. I wanted to recreate that feeling I was remembering. The thought of River and everything else was gone and all that was available in my mind was the feeling of pressure between my legs, rubbing where I wanted it. I didn’t understand what was going on, but I didn’t want it to stop. It was like I wasn’t thinking of anythingor anyone in particular anymore, but I was still getting pushed closer to the edge. The sensation between my legs grew and I wanted to beg for it to give me more.
Whatever this dream was, it was providing me with the greatest distraction.
I could feel the back of my neck start to sweat and I wanted to spread my legs more and increase the pressure. Whatever this was had a mind of its own and I could feel my breathing increase. I had kept my mouth closed up until this point but the moment I opened it; a short moan came from my lips.
I felt a kick at my leg and I blinked, bringing myself back into the present. I looked over to see Corrin giving me a questioning look. A hushed silence fell over the room or had it always been this quiet? I flicked my eyes up to see multiple students looking at me, including one very annoyed professor. Asher put the cap on his dry erase marker and cleared his throat.
“Would you care to answer, Miss Monroe?”
I opened my mouth, but nothing witty wanted to come out because I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about. All I was aware of was that I was pretty sure I just moaned out loud. It was small but it happened…and the universe should swallow me whole right fucking now. A different kind of heat was blooming inside me and that was one of sheer embarrassment. The ticking of the clock overhead was almost grating as I attempted to regain my composure.
I didn’t understand what the fuck—wait….
I had been daydreaming. I had been daydreaming in a class with a teacher who uses dream magic.
“I’m sorry, what did you say?” A few giggles echoed in the room and all I could think was, of course, River had to be the reason I got called out. The man isn’t even here and he gets me into trouble. I had been thinking about River and then my mindwent to an unsafe territory and his brother was right there to pick up the pieces and…. make me think I was going to come?
Asher gave me a less than enthusiastic smile, his eyes still keeping that cold calculating glare about them. “You want me to repeat my question?” He showed no indication that he was involved in what just happened nor did he look like he had any remorse about it.
I wanted to sink down into my seat. “I—I…well, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
He pointed the marker at me. “Funny. I am well aware of what I can and cannot do. Are you aware of the rules of my classroom?”
I ground my teeth together. “I’m vaguely familiar.”
