Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33795 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33795 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
“Mr. Knolls, I’m going to…I’m…”
“This is mine now,” he growls possessively, making his point known by grinding his cock against my pussy. “This sweet little cunt is all mine to play with, and taste, and tease, and fuck, and to fill with my cum.”
I cry out, my legs trembling as my hips rock against him.
“Tell me, angel,” he purrs, moving his lips to my ear and biting the lobe.
“It’s yours,” I cry out. “All yours!”
“It’s mine to take when I chose to, is that understood?”
“Yes!”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir!”
He groans, his biceps rippling and his abs tightening against my skin.
“You were a bad little girl, Tempest.”
I whimper, no longer able to form words as the pleasure builds and builds, centered between my legs and flooding through my body, until I’m sure I’ll explode.
“And bad little girls get what they deserve.”
“I want it all,” I gasp, moaning as I lean up and kiss him fiercely. “I want it!”
“Not today,” he purrs. “But soon, I’m going to claim this pussy as my own. I’m going to stretch you open around my big fat cock, and you’re going to know what it feels like when I slide inside. Because you’re mine, and only mine now, is that understood?”
“All for you,” I whimper, feeling myself about to tumble right over the edge.
“Now soak my cock with your cum, baby girl. Make that pretty pussy come all over my cock until your sweet cream drips from my balls.”
I bury the scream in his mouth, kissing him with everything I have as the climax shatters through me. My hips jerk, the feel of his enormous cock rubbing against my clit sending me reeling through my orgasm. Christian roars into my lips, his tongue wrestling hotly with mine as he slams his hips into me. I gasp as I feel his big cock throb and twitch against me, pulsing like liquid steel. And then I feel it. I can feel his hot, sticky cum squirting against my pussy, covering my thighs, and filling my panties. He groans, his hands tight on my thighs as he pumps rope after rope of cum against me, until slowly, the two of us come to a stop.
His powerful arms circle me, pulling me tight to him as he kisses me fiercely. And I lose myself in his lips, until I really am sure this is a dream.
Finally, he pulls ways, his sharp blue eyes sparking fire as he holds my gaze. Somewhere in the distance, a bell rings.
“You should get to class,” he murmurs, his hand cupping my jaw as he moves in to kiss me tenderly.
I nod, my heart racing as I lose myself in his eyes.
“Later though, Tempest,” he growls. “I’ll be with you later.”
“Yes, please,” I whimper, kissing him.
I turn slightly and start to reach for the tissues on his desk, when he stops me.
“No,” he growls. He reaches down and pulls my panties up, pulling them tight against me. I moan, feeling so filthy and like such a dirty girl with his hot cum so messy in my panties, soaking into me.
I feel like his dirty little girl.
“I want you to keep this there,” he purrs.
“I will.”
He kisses me, and I swear my feet leave the floor for a moment.
“Don’t you dare clean up,” he growls, his eyes sparking and his grin hungry.
I whimper, nodding.
“I’ll be checking later,” he murmurs, stepping away. He doesn’t make a move to cover or dress himself standing there shirtless and his pants undone with his thick cock — still glistening wet from my pussy — hanging big and gorgeous between his legs.
“Please do,” I whisper, blushing as I slip my bra back on and reach for my shirt.
Christian grins as another bell rings.
“Now get to class, Ms. Kensington.”
I nod, buttoning the last button of my blouse and straightening my skirt. I squeeze my legs together, my pulse jumping as I feel his sticky cum soaking through the lace of my thong and coating to my thighs.
“Thank you, sir,” I whisper, biting my lip, turning, stepping from his office, and wondering how long he’ll make me wait before he gives me more.
7
Tempest
It’s all I can do to keep from screaming like a lunatic, or grinning like an idiot as I make my way through the halls to class. All I can think of is what I’ve just done, with Christian. I get to the classroom and take a seat, and still, the only thoughts going through my head are all the ways he put his hands on me, or his mouth, or the way his cock felt so hard and hot against my skin.
The rest of the class filters into the room, mostly paying me no mind, and all I can do is sit there simmering in the toe-curlingly dirty thoughts of what’s just transpired in the Headmaster’s office. Everyone here already thinks I’m a bad girl, but they have no idea how bad I really just was.