Rule Read Online Cassandra Robbins

Categories Genre: College, Forbidden, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
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My first.

My teacher.

My only love.

BRETT

SIX MONTHS LATER - MALIBU, CALIFORNIA

My lips twitch as I feel her eyes on me.

“Are you done?” I turn to look at her. She sits propped up with pillows behind, her thick dark hair spilling over both shoulders. Emerald eyes blink at me as her puffy lips smirk.

“Yes…” The tiny strap of her tank top falls off her shoulder, so I lean over and slowly slide it up.

“Liar.”

She laughs. “Brett, stop it. I can finish this later.” She puts her laptop on her nightstand.

“I can’t concentrate when you wear your glasses.” Her hand strokes my abs, then slides down to rub my hard cock through my sweatpants. Her eyes locked on mine.

“You’re so hot.” She smiles as I grin back.

“Finish the paper.”

“Are you sure?” She licks her lips, and I swear to God, sometimes just looking at her hurts.

Mine.

No matter how many days I wake up with her, or how many times I fuck her, it’s never enough. That primal caveman urge to dominate her, chain her to me, is a battle I work on daily. Especially since I insisted she continue at CAU. We also just got back from India, where I was hired to consult on my energy solution. It’s been nonstop since I left the university, with winning the Nobel Prize and my project, not to mention the never-ending research. Alexandrea and I have somehow managed to build this incredible life. That being said, she needs to get caught up.

“Pick up your computer and write, my love.”

“I need you to instruct me, professor…” She bats her eyes at me, the dark sooty eyelashes fluttering against her creamy skin that’s a healthy glow from the sun. She’s so stunning I almost falter.

Almost.

I toss my phone on the nightstand. “I’ll make you a deal.”

She hops up on her knees and removes her shirt, her taut pink nipples standing erect. As I watch her fall back onto the pillows, she shimmies off her pajama shorts.

“Did I say get undressed?”

She shakes her head, a smirk gracing her lips.

“You know what happens to bad girls, right?” Taking off my glasses, I cross my arms and watch her breath pick up as she licks her lips and nods.

“I’m not spanking you.” My voice dry as her eyes widen.

“What? But I’m naughty,” she bursts out as I throw my head back and laugh.

“You’re greedy. Get your computer and write.” Her eyes narrow on mine as I raise a brow.

“Now.”

She slaps her hands dramatically on the mattress as she grabs her laptop and flips it open. Her fingers starting to glide across the keypad as if she’s a pianist.

I stand and walk to the end of the bed as she ignores me, biting her bottom lip. Her fingers don’t stop as I lean forward and grab her ankles, causing her to scream as I pull her to the end of the bed.

“The deal is, my beauty…” I take a step back, my nostrils flaring as I pull my sweats down to bring my hard cock out and slowly start stroking myself. She puffs out a small amount of air, but stays focused on the screen, her fingers still moving. Not fast, but typing.

“What? What’s the deal?” she snaps. I watch her as my hand continues to work on my cock. Christ, I’m already leaking.

“What are you writing about?” I grunt as she tries to swallow, then rasps.

“Anthropology.”

“The deal is… you write, if you stop, I stop. And I swear to God, Alex, you don’t come until I say so.”

Her eyes dart up to mine as I let go of my dick and kneel, spreading her legs open.

“Brett…” My fingers dig into her knees as I pull her ass to the edge and she falls back.

“What did you call me?” My mouth right at her slick, wet pussy.

“Dean Powers, please…” She moans, trying to arch up into my mouth as I wait for her to type.

“Oh God.” She closes her eyes and starts to type, and I smile.

“Good girl.”

“Please…” She pants, the laptop going up and down with her breathing as my thumb rubs back and forth on her clit.

“Easy. You don’t want that laptop to fall off your stomach.” She groans as her fingers type. I stop rubbing and go in to eat, and suck.

“Oh fuck, yes.” She whimpers as I grab the back of her legs and spread her wide open as she chants yes, but stops typing.

“Do you want to come?” I demand as I focus on her pink pussy and tiny rosette hole that hasn’t been fucked in a while. But if I want her to type, that’s not an option.

“Yes, Dean Powers, I want to come.” She moans as her fingers start typing, and I lean forward and lick that forbidden hole, a groan coming from her mouth.


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