Page 16 of No Way Out
He was so uncomfortable, and Harkins didn’t give a fuck. I rubbed against my clit, moaning in sync with him as he facefucked his newest student. The pleasure built inside me quickly, more from the scene playing out in front of me than what I was doing to myself. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life.
I came, crying out for Demetri and finding his eyes glued to mine as he spilled his cum down Ezekiel’s throat. Once his grip relaxed, Zeke pushed away, scrambling backwards as he coughed uncontrollably.
“You fucking asshole!” he rasped, rubbing his throat as he made inhuman noises, trying to catch his breath again.
I cackled, throwing my head back at the sight.
I looked up at Demetri to find him smirking at me.
“Does the professor know you’ve been out here, cutting frat boys from throat to dick?” he spat at me, like he was happy to be the one spilling my secrets.
Demetri’s smirk softened, but it wasn’t a look of fear I found in his face.
“Who do you think has been hiding the bodies out there in the corn?” he responded, his gaze staying fixed on mine.
“Demetri,” I gasped, unable to hide my surprise.
“I saw the videos. I saw what Noah’s friends did to you.” A line creased between his eyebrows as his anger grew more evident. “If it had been me, I would have done far worse to them,” he threatened.
His fingers found mine, and a gentle squeeze was all I needed to settle any fear that grew in my heart.
I stepped forward, and he followed right behind.
“Lick her boots,” he commanded his student, deep, self-assured authority dripping from his voice that had me practically puffing my own chest out with pride.
I didn’t turn back, smiling at his demand.
“Lick her boots.” The professor’s voice darkened to a fearsome tone as he repeated himself through gritted teeth, grabbing Ezekiel by the back of the head and tossing him at my feet.
Zeke looked up at me like it was an outrageous demand. It was nothing I’d ever thought of, had never desired, but I couldn’t lie: the thought of seeing him on his knees, licking my boots clean, was doing something between my legs.
He dropped his head in defeat before lowering himself all the way down to the ground, his tongue flicking out slowly to lick from the toe to the side of my Doc Martens.
“You can do better than that,” the professor declared. “Try again.” He chuckled. “With gusto this time.”
I heard a grunt of displeasure beneath me, Zeke’s tongue pressing down flat against the toe of my boot, licking the leather like an ice cream cone.
“Oh, do that again.” I dropped my head back in pleasure, the sight alone enough to make me reach between my legs. I slipped my hand into my skirt and past my panties to fight to get myself off again.
“Again,” Harkins growled like a guard dog.
Once more, the flat of his tongue ran from the front to the side of my boot, this time running up the zipper on the outside. Once he looked back up at me, I pulled my fingers from my skirt, licking each one clean before giving him my attention.
I sent my boot straight down onto his face, kicking him into a pile of hay.
Zeke
“You’refuckingnuts.You’reall fucking nuts in this town!” I scratched out, panic lacing what could be heard of my voice as I crab-walked backwards in a hurry.
I hit a bale of hay behind me, loose straw covering me from above as they infiltrated every inch of my costume, embedding into my skin. I jerked from the burn of discomfort, twisting my neck to see I was cornered by the girl on one side.
Pulling the knife from inside of her leather boots, her chin jerked back up at me, an eerie smile stretching over her face.
Harkins zipped his pants, confidently walking toward me, boxing me in from the other side now that he’d confirmed I wasn’t the threat, now that he knewshewasn’t the one in danger. I’d just transferred to NPC, a favor pulled by my great aunt, who was retiring out of the Botany department this year. Faculty were supposed to work this event, but my great aunt no longer had the knees for this kind of bullshit.
I kindly offered to take her place.
The minute I saw Camila in line, I thought some strings of fate were being pulled in our direction, that I’d get a chance to make a move on a girl who was almost too beautiful to be real. Then, I saw her coming with our professor’s fingers in her cunt.
