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)
She pulls back, and some of my cum leaks from the corner of her mouth and drips down her chin. I move my thumb down, and slowly, I push it back into her mouth. Tempest moans quietly as she sucks my thumb clean, her pink tongue swirling over it to get the last few drops.
“Fuck, angel,” I groan, pulling her up and into my lap. At this point, I couldn’t even give a fuck if half the staff pulls in next to me.
“Did I do it okay?”
I grin, shaking my head at her as I pull her tight against me.
“Princess,” I purr into her ear. “You told ‘okay’ to go fuck itself. That was incredible.”
She grins, biting her lip. Her cheeks are flushed red, and her shirt is still open, showing me her perfect, full breasts. I lean in and pull one of her soft pink nipples between my lips, my hands grabbing her ass tight.
“I want to do that again,” she purrs, her hands sliding into my hair as I tongue her nipples.
“And…” She swallows, panting. “And I want you to have all of me,” she says quietly. “I want to feel you inside of me.”
“And you will,” I growl, pulling away and holding her gaze. “You’re going to feel every inch of me, and only me, inside of you. Because this little pussy—” I move my hand between her thighs and cup her there through her skirt.
“This little pussy belongs to me now. Always. And when it’s time, trust me, I’ll be claiming it as such.”
She pants, nodding before I crush my lips to hers and kiss her deeply.
“But right now, you need to get to class, and I have a school to run.”
“When am I seeing you next?”
I grin hungrily, my blood pumping and my cock throbbing hard again.
“I’m sure a bad little girl like you won’t have too hard a time finding a reason to get called into the Headmaster’s office.”
She grins as she hops out of the car, throwing her backpack over one shoulder and starting for the main doors.
“Oh, and sir?” She looks like the cat with the canary as she turns, her tongue coming out to wet her lips. “When I am bad, and get called into the office?”
I groan, resisting the urge to bend her over the hood of Brian’s Honda and fuck that bratty little grin off her face right here.
“I have a surprise for you.”
The look on her face and the way she flushes bright red certainly has my attention.
“Tell me,” I growl.
But Tempest just grins, wags a finger at me, and then blows me a damn kiss, which just fucking slays me inside.
“Guess you’ll just have to find out later, Headmaster.”
She turns and skips across the parking lot, leaving me grinding my jaw and waiting for my cock to deflate before I head into my office and count the seconds until I can get her in my arms again.
9
Christian
I last all of three periods before I crack. Even with an insane workload on my plate, it’s barely two and a half hours into the day when I know I literally can’t go another goddamn minute without tasting her skin, or feeling her writhe against me as I claim her body.
And whatever that damned surprise is, it’s literally the only thing I can remotely concentrate on.
“Ms. Vitney,” I bark into my intercom. “Please find out what class Tempest Kensington is currently in and have her report to my office immediately.”
My jaw grinds, my blood roars, my cock throbs rock hard in my pants, and my fists tap the desk over and over again, until I hear the knock at the door to my office.
“Come in,” I growl.
The door opens, and Milly Vitney sticks her head in.
“She’s here,” she says wryly, the look on her face saying that she’s downright eager for resident troublemaker Tempest Kensington to get her ass chewed out by me.
The mental image of lifting Tempest’s skirt and putting my mouth all over that sweet little tight ass of hers has me stifling a groan as my cock lurches under my desk.
“Send her in,” I say firmly, watching and feeling my pulse race as Milly stands aside, and an eager-faced, wild-eyed, hungry-looking Tempest steps into my office.
“That’ll be all, Ms. Vitney,” I growl, glaring at my receptionist until she scampers from the room.
“You can be kind of an ogre, you know.”
I arch a brow at Tempest.
“Oh?”
She grins, rolling her eyes. “I just mean she’s only doing her job.”
“Perhaps you’d like her to stay then?” I growl, mostly amused but also holding back the urge to jump over my desk, pin her to the wall, and bury my cock inside of her.
“Maybe she could stay in here and watch while I take you over my knee and teach some discipline to that bratty little ass of yours.”