I arched an eyebrow up at him, feeling a wild thrill even as I said the words that I didn’t think had anything to do with the weed heightening everything I was feeling, “And I could be your very, very naughty student.”
I went up on my tiptoes, one hand still on his chest as I whispered in his ear. “Professor Walker, I know I failed that last exam, but maybe I could convince you to take mercy on me if I promise to be a very good girl from now on?”
“Jesus,” Reece swore, wiping a forearm across his brow in spite of the chill. But I could feel how warm he was through his shirt. His skin was burning up, begging to be touched.
Some twisted part of me recognized that this was fucked up. That this was a twisted version of what had actually happened to me with Jeff. But at the same time it was different. I was in control this time. I wasn’t being manipulated.
And… and maybe this made all the difference… I was with someone I felt I could genuinely trust.
So I leaned into the fantasy.
“I see the way you stare at me in class, Professor,” I said, dropping my hand down Reece’s chest and letting it rest at the waist of his jeans, my fingertips toying just inside where it buttoned.
His chest heaved as he looked down at me. I waited for his decision to see if he would play along or push me away, say that no, we had to be responsible and go back inside the house. I expected it—Reece was like that. He always seemed to do the right thing, and work so hard at everything he did.
But to my surprise and delight, one of his eyebrows lifted and he dropped his head down as his voice came out in a gravelly tone. “Well, it depends, Miss, on how well you do on the pop quiz I’ve just decided to give you. If you do well, I might be able to bump your grade up to passing.”
A shiver of delight passed through my body, landing right in my sex. I’d never really experienced a sensation like it before. I blinked rapidly, then licked my lips, captivated when his eyes zeroed in on the motion. “What kind of quiz is this?” I asked tremulously.
Reece grinned, and he’d never looked more rakish. “Let’s call it an oral exam. Now, this is advanced material. I’m not sure you’re up for it.”
He pulled back from me, making me lose my grip on the waist of his jeans. “No, I am,” I said, taking a step after him.
I reached for him but he caught my wrist, his eyes going serious. “I guess you’ll have to convince me, then. You might even have to,” his voice dropped, “beg me.”
Holy shit, that did something to my nether-regions. I swallowed and then backed up into the stable. It was darker inside, but that only added to the illicit heat burning low in my belly. There was a beam of light from the open doorway. It was colder as I opened my robe, exposing my thin camisole and leggings. I shivered, but I didn’t stop.
I teased a finger down along the top of my camisole where it plunged dangerously into my cleavage. “Please, Professor Walker. Please let me make it up to you. I promise I’ll do so good at oral. I’ll give you the best oral you’ve ever had.” Then I opened my mouth and licked around my lips from the bottom to the top. “I’ve always had something of an oral fixation, it turns out.”
I shoved my thumb in my mouth, sucking just the tip of it and then dragging it down between my breasts.
“Oh, really,” Reece said, stepping inside the stables with me as I dropped my robe to the ground. I let the straps of my camisole fall down my shoulders, exposing the tops of my breasts.
I shrugged and bit my bottom lip. “When I watch you in class, I always want to suck on something. It’s why my grades are so bad. You distract me…”
He stepped forward and grasped me by the waist, pulling me up against him, so close I could feel his erection through his jeans and my slim leggings. He yanked his shirt off over his head and I couldn’t help it. My hands were drawn to the lines of his muscled chest, down to his abs… and lower. I traced the V that led into his jeans and swallowed.
“Beg me,” he demanded again.
My eyes flicked up towards his and suddenly it wasn’t a game. It was me and Reece. This was his natural dominance shining through and it didn’t scare me. It electrified me.
“I— I—” I started, then blinked several times. “I want you.”