genius, meet Margaux’s brain.
It took a little effort but I finally broke free from his grip. “Headmaster,” I whimpered. “Oh Headmaster, pleeeaaassse…I need you to fuck me. In my pussy. Please?”
Michael didn’t shift his position. His dick bobbed in front of me, heavy and shiny and red. “What did I say, young lady? About your choice in any of this?” He pulled again on a pigtail. “I’m waiting.”
“And I’m desperate.” I lifted a defiant stare. “I’m not wearing panties under my skirt. My pussy is throbbing. If you don’t fuck me, I’m going to use my fingers and do it myself.”
His head tilted. His brows arched. “You absolutely will not.” Deliberately, he pulled the ruler out from his pocket. “Not unless you want to feel my discipline on your ass…or anywhere else.”
I didn’t answer him. Instead, leaned back in my seat. Slowly and deliberately, I inched up my skirt until I knew my proctor could view my exposed pussy. I hadn’t lied to him. I was so frantic to be fucked I would accept the punishment of his ruler—not that it wasn’t my intent to begin with.
Michael’s nostrils flared. The idea of affecting him like this, much less the physical proof before my eyes, made my womb tighten and my channel clench. I knew he could see it, too. Could see my intimate lips grabbing at the air, needing his cock slamming between them.
“It’s all for you, Sir.”
He bared his teeth in a feral smile. “Damn right it is.”
“I’m very, very naughty.”
“Damn right you are.”
“I deserve to be punished.”
“Yes, you do.”
“I’m ready to take what you can give me. Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it.” I stopped, waiting for his gaze to reconnect with mine. This was the part I really wanted him to hear. The part that made this stunt worth it. “You make everything I do worth doing. Every risk I take, worth taking. There isn’t another person on this Earth that I have ever been able to say that about. I mean it, Sir. Each and every word.”
For a long—very long—moment, he was utterly still. Finally, he rasped, “Margaux. Christ . Marg—”
I made him choke to a stop by sliding my index and middle fingers in my mouth. Air left him in an audible rush as I pumped them in and out, just as he had. He pulled in another long breath, this time in arousal, as I hiked one leg up on the desk. The other, I left on the floor…opening my entrance completely to his stare.
He growled. I raised one eyebrow. We were back in full, sexy character.
“Miss Asher.”
“Hmmm?”
“Don’t do it. I’m warning you. Don’t do it .”
“I can’t help myself, Headmaster. I need to be fucked so badly. If you won’t do it—”
“I didn’t say that. You’re simply too impatient, girl.”
“Maybe I am. But…I just can’t wait…any longer.”
In one motion, he lunged forward—and slapped the inside of my thigh.
“Owww!”
“I said no . If anyone fucks that pussy, it will be me. No one else. Am I completely clear, Miss Asher?”
Tears welled in my eyes. That ruler stung like a motherfucker.
“ Have I made myself clear ?”
“Yes, Sir.” I managed it in a whisper.
“Very good.” As he issued the praise, he dropped to his knees, continuing to study my very exposed sex. He leaned in, pressing his mouth to the place he’d just struck on my thigh—before sucking hard on it. I shrieked from the renewed bite but he gripped my knee and pulled me farther open. “Keep your legs where they are, girl. Understood?”
I nodded a shaky yes, not trusting my voice through the new tears. He was pushing me, of course—exactly what I’d asked for. He was becoming a bit of a sadist…and I think I liked it.
“Out loud,” he demanded. “Answer me out loud .”
“Yes. Yes. I understand.” I wiggled in my seat, waving my pussy in front of him, hoping it incited him to bury his face in it. My clit began to ache. My thighs began to tremble. This was so good—and so