Page 45 of The Teacher of Nothing
“I’m always so goddamn hard around you.”
I attempt to rub at him with my foot, but he gently pushes it away. He parts my knees for me. Cool air kisses my pussy as it waits for a whole other kind of kiss.
“Holy fucking shit,” he growls.
“What?”
“I’ve never seen anything so perfect.”
“I feel awkward like this.”
“With your pussy open and waiting?”
“Yes.”
“Nothing to feel awkward about.” He cocks his head, studying me. “How often do you pleasure yourself?”
“Sometimes,” I admit in a whisper.
“Does it feel good?”
I’ve been able to make myself come two, maybe three times tops. My fingers don’t seem to move fast enough and when I’m coming, I stop moving them, which ends my orgasm. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him all this, but it sounds lame.
“Sweetheart,” he says in his authoritative tone that makes me hot. “Your expressive face tells me you have a lot to say, but you’re choosing not to say it. There will be no secrets between us.”
My heart aches at the idea of him being disappointed in me again. I give my head a sharp shake. “N-No secrets. It’s just weird.”
“Tell me.”
“I’m not good at making myself come. Right when I get close, I…lose it.”
He stares at me for a long, silent beat. I want to crawl into a hole after admitting that. What is he even thinking right now? That he’d rather be with someone more experienced?
“One day, I’ll bring you some presents to help with that.”
He wants to buy me a vibrator? The thought of masturbating with something he gave me has me blushing furiously.
“Okay.”
“Tonight,” he says with a wicked grin, “I’ll do it for you again since you have no problem coming for me.”
“I want that,” I murmur quickly. “Please.”
“You deserve it for being my good girl. You’ll learn, sweetheart, I can give rewards just as well as I can give punishments.”
Words never sounded so wonderful.
Callum
I’m still buzzed from the after-party Hugo conned me into staying for at the lodge. He made it damn near impossible to leave, dragging me around from person to person for a meet and greet. If I didn’t love my brother so much, I’d have abandoned him much sooner to get to my girl.
And knowing what I do now, I should have.
Since she hadn’t heard from me, she thought the worst. That I wasn’t coming or no longer cared. I’m irritated with her that she’d jump to those conclusions so quickly. I have to remember, though, she’s just eighteen and has no social life. These things are learned with time.
I hadn’t expected to spank her, but now that I have, my mind spins with other reasons to put my hand on her ass. She was so…into it. I probably could have kept on smacking her and she’d have taken it.
She wants, so badly, to be my good girl.
