Page 39 of The Mentor
And her fragrance. Her fear had made her sweat, and the feminine scent of Kya in the room still teased my nostrils.
Finding support with my back against the wall, I leaned my head back and let my body spasm in an orgasm while imagining Kya groaning from the size of my cock and the power of my thrusts.
Fuuuck!
My heart was pumping too fast. My knees felt week, and I had sperm to clean up from the floor, but worst of all, I knew I had to walk out that door and see pure hate in her eyes from now on.
I won’t apologize, I promised myself.I did nothing wrong, she’s just too damn sensitive.
“Is it true?” Marco asked when I met him outside twenty minutes later.
“Is what true?”
Marco pulled his curly black hair back and looked over his shoulder. “I overheard Kya calling Christina. Did you really hit her?”
I gritted my teeth. “Yeah, it’s true. But only because she asked me too.”
“Wow.” He looked stricken. “She really asked you to hurt her?”
“Uh-huh.” I continued walking and he fell into pace beside me.
“Does that mean you’re a couple now?”
I scrunched up my face and gave him a sideways glance. “How the hell did you make that connection?”
“But I thought…” He trailed off, confusion marring his otherwise handsome face. “…I mean, I’ve seen movie clips where the woman was into stuff like that and I just figured it was a sign of trust for her to take that step with you.”
Stopping abruptly, I turned to face him. “What exactly did you hear Kya say to Christina?”
Marco blinked a few times and looked up in concentration. “She said that you’d spanked her but that she didn’t want to talk about it. I could hear Christina shouting but Kya said that it had been her choice and that it was between you two and no one else.”
“Huh!” I exclaimed. “I’m impressed that she didn’t whine about it.”
“I’m still confused,” Marco sighed. “Are you a couple now or not?”
“You watch too much kinky porn, Marco,” I said and walked on. “Women of the past were different, and unfortunately modern Momsies don’t know the meaning of play and they certainly don’t appreciate a good spanking.”
“Funny you should say that, because I was really surprised that Kya of all people would be into that sort of thing.”
“She’s not! She just couldn’t stand me spanking Sky so she volunteered to take the rest of the punishment.”
Marco whistled. “Let’s hope the rest of the students behave or she’ll have a really red ass before the school year is out.”
I had to suppress the highly arousing mental images of the incident repeating itself. “Nahh, she won’t interfere again,” I muttered, hoping I was right.
“But if she does?” he asked and walked faster to keep up with my pace.
“Then I’ll have to spank her again.” My words came out hoarse and strained as anger filled me. “She’s undermining my authority by refusing to let me punish students and she has to learn that the best way to solve problems isn’t always to fuckingtalkabout them.”
“I know,” he snorted, low. “Can you imagine how quickly the boys would lose respect for us if we didn’t have the power to punish them? They would be out of control in no time.”
“For sure, and not to mention that…” I froze, my ears picking up on someone shouting.
“Where are the children?” I asked. “And why aren’t you with them?
He looked forlorn. “Shelly was doing that meditation thing with them down in the meadow and I was bored out of my mind. I swear, I’ve only been gone for ten minutes.”
I groaned and changed direction, now running straight toward the shouting. All sorts of worst-case scenarios were running through my mind from bear attacks and snake bites to fist fights between the boys.
