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I clear my throat. “Um…”
He clicks it again. My legs slam closed, and I straighten my spine, trying to reconcile the room full of eyes on me and the unimaginable pleasure coursing through my pussy.
He lifts his brows, waiting for me to continue.
“I, uh…”
“Maybe another time?” he asks with a coy smile.
“Sure,” I squeak. “Thanks.”
He can’t keep the grin off his face. Especially as the class continues their discussion but his eyes rarely leave me.
I can feel an orgasm building, tightening between my legs as I struggle to keep still and quiet. Eventually, I have to hang my head and pretend I’m reading the paper in front of me as pleasure assaults me in a tense, never-ending orgasm.
I’m breathing heavily through my nose as I hide what’s happening to me on the inside. When I finally glance up, I notice him watching me intently before readjusting himself in his pants.
I can’t help thinking about how hard his cock must be behind his zipper.
Then he reaches into his pocket and clicks the button again, shutting off the vibration, and I fall backward in my seat, satisfied and spent. The corner of his mouth lifts, but he manages to play it off with the rest of the class.
My legs fall open again and I catch him staring, probably enjoying how wet I am down there now. All I know is that I can’t wait for my punishment.
When our class comes to an end, he is inundated with students asking him questions, a line trailing up the steps of the lecture hall. I choose not to wait in it, instead texting him that I’ll be in the library studying as I slip out the door.
We have a regular table in the back corner of the library, and since it’s only the first week of the semester, there are practically no students in here. Before taking a seat, I make a pit stop in the bathroom, pull out the vibrator, and quickly wash it in the sink before anyone can come in and find me. How embarrassing would that be?
Making my way back to the table, my hands are shaking from exhilaration. I can’t believe I just did that. It takes about twenty minutes until I hear the sound of his shoes on the thin carpet in the library. I smile to myself as he approaches, more eager to see him than I’ve ever been.
“Get up,” he mutters.
Glancing up through my lashes, I smile at him. “Hello, Dr. Goode,” I say innocently.
He grabs my arm and makes more of a show of hauling me out of my seat than actually doing it, taking gentle care as he pulls me toward a dusty shelf in the back corner where there’s no one around.
Grabbing my hand in his, he slams my palm against his cock so I can feel how hard it still is.
“Did you think that was cute?” he mutters under his breath playfully, even as he plays the part of a grumpy Dom. It’s clear to me just how happy he is in this moment, and I eat it all up. “I had to walk across campus like this.”
I giggle to myself just thinking about it and it only makes him more irate.
“There are consequences to your actions, Miss Green,” he whispers.
“I know there are,” I snap back in my bratty tone. Our voices are so quiet it’s not even a whisper, but this library is quiet too. One little sound and I’m afraid we’d be heard clear across it. But we’re hidden so far in the back among old sports magazines and encyclopedias nobody uses anymore that I’m quite certain we won’t be caught.
“You did it just to be punished, didn’t you?” he whispers against my lips.
“Yes,” I breathe. “But, Dr. Goode, you can’t punish me here. We’re in a library.”
“Watch me,” he replies, playing along.
Silently, he slips the button of his pants open and quietly tugs down the zipper before pulling his cock out in his fist. I stare down at it as my mouth waters, the tip of his head leaking already.
I’d like to wrap my lips around it. I’d like to slip my tongue in the slit at the end.
“Look at you,” he mutters as he strokes himself. “Look at how bad you want it.”
“I do want it,” I reply silently.
