Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 100859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
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When I get to my morning class I’m on edge, having not slept for the rest of the night. The black tourmaline works well for protection but the properties of the crystal are intense and not always conducive for sleeping.
But the moment I lay my eyes on Kat, sitting in the front row, the exhaustion leaves me.
How stunning this woman is. How lucky that she’s mine.
Except she is talking to the student Paul with a rapturous look on her face and that causes jealousy to spike through me. I had told her I could share her with Brom if it came to that, but anyone else and I feel the selfish urge to claim her as mine. I know better, of course, being her teacher, but if I had no shame I would march right over to her and kiss her so deeply there would be no doubt in anyone’s mind of what we are to each other.
My sweet witch has consumed my soul.
I manage to hold it together, reminding myself that she’s allowed to talk to the other students and that there’s no reason to lose my sanity over it. It’s just the depth of my feelings for her is starting to surprise me. Ever since we had sex in the stables it’s been torture to stay away from her. A few times we’ve come together this week in secret but it’s only made me want her more. She’s become more addicting that any drug and far more dangerous because she’s affecting more than just my body or my mind but reaching the deep and terrible places inside me, the places I hide from.
She wants me to be a better man for her.
As if she hears my pining she meets my eyes and gives me the shyest of smiles, quick and delicate, and I know it’s going to be an especially long class today.
Thankfully it’s over before I go insane. I’ve locked the door and it’s just the two of us in the classroom and I have her spread out over my desk like a feast.
“Tell me what you want, Kat,” I say to her, her dress bunched around her waist, her hips at the edge of the table where I’m prepared to lick every inch of her.
“You usually tell me what you want,” she says through a breathless laugh.
“I know,” I say, running my fingers up her thighs, teasing her soft, sensitive skin until goosebumps appear. “As I said I can be selfish but I want to give you what you want.” I lower my chin until my mouth is inches from her sweet cunt. “You’ve been far too generous with me, indulging my desires.”
“Well you can start by not teasing me,” she says breathlessly as I blow air on her, making her writhe.
“I won't,” I say, parting her swollen flesh with my fingers, feeling her wetness roll down so that I have drops of her desire in my palm. “I will give you what you want. You only need to tell me.”
“I want you,” she says, aching for me to touch her. “I want you.”
“I know,” I say, my mouth hovering over her pussy. “But I want to hear the words, sweet witch.” I run my finger through her wetness and then I lower my mouth to lap at her.
God she tastes heavenly. I reach down into my trousers and bring out my cock, while she lets out a moan as I eat her completely, a ravenous man.
“I want to come,” she says. “I want you to make me come.”
I grin at how bold she's being. She's asking and taking and it feels good to give for once on her terms. I take my tongue and drag across her clit while I start pumping my cock into my fist, the heat and desperation building inside me.
I pull back, sliding my fingers of my free hand inside her tight hole. "Do you want to come on my hand? My tongue? My cock?"
"All of it, anything," she gasps, her head rolling back and forth on the desk.
"Then I'll give you all of it," I rasp.
With a grunt I thrust my fingers into her tight hole, finding all of her pleasure points in turn. My tongue swirls around her clit as my cock slides in and out of my fist, my hips rocking to the rhythm of her moans. I feel her body tense as she reaches a crescendo and then I release her, awash in a sea of pleasure. She shudders and cries out, her orgasm crashing through her like a wave and I keep my fingers deep inside her, working her hard as I pull back to watch. The way she clenches around me, dripping with her lust for me, the pink of her skin blooming deeper—it’s my new fixation.