Page 44 of The Teacher of Nothing
Levi’s music is vibrating through the walls like usual, so I know no one is going to hear.
“I’ll be quiet.”
“I believe you,” he murmurs. “Lie across the end of your bed and put your pretty ass in the air.”
I obey, shivering at his commanding tone.
“Do you wear these shorts around the house?” His words are icy. It’s on the tip of my tongue to lie, but he says he can tell.
“Sometimes if I’m running to grab a water from the fridge or something.”
He palms my ass. “Thank you for telling me the truth, sweetheart. But…”
I tense up. “But what?”
“But you’re not allowed to anymore. Your legs are too pretty for your stepdad and stepbrother to see. Understand?”
“Y-Yes.”
“Good, good girl.”
I’m not sure why I like his possessive edge, but I do. It makes me feel wanted and cared for. I’ll wear pants when I leave my room if he wants me to.
“Push your shorts and panties down,” he instructs. “Let me see your ass.”
My skin burns with embarrassment, but my desire to please him overrides it. With my face buried against my comforter, hiding my shame, I hook my thumbs into my shorts and panties before shoving them down my thighs. When I go to push it down more, he stops me with a gentle squeeze to one of my wrists.
“That’s good. Right there.” His fingers delicately dance over my naked flesh. “So creamy and white. Untouched.”
I squirm at his words.
He smacks one of my ass cheeks. I bite down on my comforter to stifle my yelp of surprise. It stings but doesn’t actually hurt.
“How many swats do you deserve, sweetheart?”
“Ten?”
He chuckles, dark and devious. “It’s your first offense. I was thinking three.”
Disappointment rushes through my veins, which makes no sense whatsoever.
“If you question the way I feel about you again, though, it’ll be double that.” He smacks me again, this time harder. “Understand?”
I nod, breathing heavily against the covers. “What happens if I do something else to upset you?”
“Depends on what you did.” He pauses as though to think. “If it were bad enough, I might even take my belt to this pretty, flawless skin.”
A soft moan escapes me, giving away how I feel about that intimidating statement. I should be worried or argue. Wanting to get spanked with a belt is really messed up, right? Then how come I’m practically squirming at the idea?
He strikes me once more, the hardest of the three swats. My ass clenches, but it’s nothing I can’t handle. In fact, I feel like he went easy on me.
“Now. I want you to flip onto your back so you can see exactly how much I want you. There shouldn’t be any confusion by the time I’m done with you.”
Are we going to have sex?
My heart is throbbing out of control. I feel lightheaded and dizzy. I’m going to lose my virginity to this man. This ridiculously hot older man.
I roll onto my back, blushing hard as I meet his gaze. His intense blue eyes are cutting into me like razor blades. He pulls my shorts and panties off, tossing them to the floor. His large hand wraps around my ankle and brings my foot to his cock.
