Honor Thy Teacher (Honor Series)

chapter Twelve



Her hand flexed against me and I almost fell to my knees with her touch. I began to slowly rock against her as her hand moved delicately over me. “That’s enough fun for you. Now it’s my turn.” I wanted to dominate her. I wanted to make her feel things she never had imagined. I wanted her to let go and to give her pleasure over to me. I led her to my bedroom at the far end of the floor. “In here I am in charge. In here you belong to me.” Her eyes danced over the bed. “We will take it slow at first.” I walked towards her slowly, praying she wouldn’t run away. I slipped my hands onto either side of her face and slowly leaned in to kiss her. She didn’t pull away from me. After a moment, her body relaxed against mine, her lips parting, giving me entrance. Her hands raised, and she trailed her fingertips down my stomach. I grabbed hold of her quickly. I wasn’t ready to not have full and total control. “You can’t touch me unless I tell you to. Understand?” She understood completely. She willingly sacrificed herself to the wolf.

My mouth found hers again and we picked up where we had left off. I slipped my fingers under the hem of her shirt. She gasped aloud at my touch but didn’t stop me. I was waiting for her to run away at any moment, but she didn’t. I pulled my mouth free of hers to watch her as I slowly circled her stomach with my fingertips. Her body vibrated beneath me. I pulled the shirt over her head and stepped back to drink her all in. She hadn’t worn a bra. That was an unexpected bonus. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to hide herself. “Move your arms. I want to see you.” I regretted my tone but she did as I asked. Her arms fell, reluctantly to her sides. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth as she looked at the floor. “Look at me.” I ordered. Her eyes met mine, setting my entire body on fire. I stepped closer to her, a bee to a flower. I traced the top of her jeans with my fingers, allowing them to dip slightly out of sight. Her gaze never left mine as I slowly leaned closer, allowing my lips to brush the delicate skin of her neck. She shivered beneath me as I explored her further with my tongue. I made my way to her breasts, sliding my mouth over one of her nipples as I undid the button of her jeans. The sound that escaped her mouth was the most erotic noise ever uttered. I looked up at her, as I repeated the flicking action of my tongue. She was slowly unwinding and on the brink of ecstasy. Her fingers wound into my hair and tugged gently.

“Bad girl” I scolded her. “I know how we can fix that.” I had been dying for this moment. I didn’t like when anyone broke the rules but I knew what would come after would be sheer bliss. I licked my lips at the sight of her, playing with the belt in my hands. “Lay down” I motioned towards the bed. She didn’t hesitate for a second. She slid her body past mine, making sure to brush her naked chest against mine. She crawled across my bed, laying in the center. I couldn’t look away. I followed her, crawling over top of her body, careful not to rest any weight on her. I slid the belt slowly over her stomach and lightly over her chest. “Give me your hands.” She placed them in front of me. I slowly looped the belt around them and pulled them above her head, securing them to the headboard. I wanted to feel her hands on me but I couldn’t. I couldn’t let anyone touch me. It would hurt too much in the absence of their hands. “That’s better” I whispered in her ear. I trailed tiny kisses down her jaw as gooseflesh followed. My mouth found hers quickly. This I could allow myself. Her tongue pushed back against mine and my hips involuntarily bucked against her in response. I had her right where I wanted her and she had me.

I slid my hands lower, pushing at her jeans, careful to leave her panties in place. Not wanting to push too much too soon. I thought of the fact that I didn’t give her a safe word. I didn’t want to scare her. If she told me to stop, I would, without hesitation. I lowered myself, kissing my way down her chest, paying special attention to her hardened nipples. She began panting, her chest rising and falling hard beneath my lips. “Shhhh…” I whispered against her causing gooseflesh under my breath. I slid my hand lower, rubbing over the delicate fabric of her panties. She melted under my touch. A deep moan escaped her throat. I stilled immediately. “I warned you.” I smiled as she looked pained, longing for me to touch her again. I lifted myself off her. “Roll over.” I commanded but she didn’t move. “Now!” I hissed. She flipped over onto her stomach. I slowly slid her jeans over her hips and threw them across the room. My hands had been aching to touch her again. I slid my hands over her bottom as I struggled to not come at the very sight of her. I allowed my fingers to dip between her legs causing her breath to hitch. As she took another breathe I brought my hand down across her backside. She shrieked at the sudden contact. “Shhh…” I warned her, testing her. I brought my hand down again. She didn’t make a sound and I couldn’t help but smile proudly. I rubbed over the pink mark and kissed it gently. I swatted her one last time. She remained silent. I leaned over her and whispered in her ear. “Good girl” I unzipped my jeans and pulled them off, anxious to be closer to her. “Now you get a reward” I lowered my body onto her, placing myself between her legs. I pushed against her and to my surprise her body pushed back into mine. “You want me?” I asked, hardly able to speak.

“Yes” She panted and my hips flexed against her.

“Yes what?” I needed to hear her say it.

“Yes, Sir” She moaned. I had to pull back from her. I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from finishing if I didn’t.

“Not yet.” I replied as I forced myself to leave her. She tugged at the belt that bound her hands. “Rollover” I commanded. I didn’t hesitate this time. I rolled back over to face him. I waited for the shock to wash over her as she gazed upon me naked, stroking myself. “Spread your legs” I commanded. She slowly moved her legs. “Wider” I yelled, a little harsher than I intended. She did, her eyes never leaving my hand. I searched her eyes for any sign of fear, any sign of regret. There was none.

I crawled over her, positioning myself between her legs. I rubbed over her panties, mirroring the action of my other hand. She pushed back against my fingers. Her eyes closed. I began to quicken my pace. “Look at me.” My voice was low and came out as a growl. She gasped but didn’t make another sound. I leaned in and brushed my lips across her inner thigh. She squirmed beneath my lips. I held her legs in place as I moved my mouth along her panty line. I slid them to the side and slowly began to tease her with my tongue. Her body arched and pushed back against me. I slid my finger inside of her, preparing her for me. I continued to work over her with my tongue as I moved my finger more rapidly. As her hips steadied their rhythm with my finger, I slid another inside of her. I could feel her walls tightening around me as her sweet juices filled my mouth. Her body shook below me as pure pleasure swept through her. I withdrew, licking the juices from my fingers as I crawled up the length of her body. “You taste amazing. I want you to taste how amazing you are.” I kissed her hard, forcing my tongue inside her mouth. I knew she would resist but I didn’t care. In here, I was in charge. In here, it was my rules. She struggled against my mouth as she pushed against me. I grinded my hips harder against her. She bucked against me, now returning my kiss, forcefully. I looped my fingers in her delicate yellow panties and pulled, causing them to tear apart in my fingers. I pressed against her, letting her feel me at her entrance. I kissed her, moving painfully slow. Her body tensed around me. I held still waiting for her to relax a little more. I kissed her slowly, tenderly until I felt her grow more at ease, slowly rocking her hips towards mine. “Harder?” I asked, not wanting to hurt her more than I knew I would. If not here in the bedroom, then later when she realized what kind of man I really am.

“Yes” She moaned, arching her bottom into me. I pushed again and again until I was fully inside of her. She tugged on the belt and I was glad I had secured her tightly. I suddenly stopped, stilling myself inside of her as I caught my breath. I pulled out of her as confusion washed over her face. I grabbed a condom from my side drawer and made quick work of putting it in place, wanting desperately to be against her again.

“If I get too rough you need to let me know.” I warned her. She bit her lip and nodded, but I needed to hear her say it. To make sure she understood. “Answer me!” I commanded. I pushed against her, teasing her.

“Yes, Sir” She moaned. I couldn’t control myself as the words spilled out of her lips. I entered her fully, needing to feel her around me. I reached between our bodies, rubbing her, desperate to feel her walls tighten around me again. It didn’t take long. She bucked against me as I kept pace, wanting to ensure she was pleased. It occurred to me that it had been a very long time since I had put someone else’s pleasure before mine. She tightened around me and I pushed harder, finding my release in time with hers.

I collapsed onto her, reaching up to lazily untie her hands.

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