Page 62 of Silk Sheets

My heart was pounding in my ears as the heat radiated off his body. He pulled the front of my lace bra down and cupped my breasts in both of his hands. I sucked in a sharp breath at the sudden contact and when my thighs wanted to close, the bar rattled.

His voice was low, the vibrations settling in my core. “What did I tell you to do?”

My voice was brittle. “Stop using foul language.”

I suppressed a whimper when he pinched both of my nipples with his thumb and pointer finger at my response before twisting them.

“And what did you do?”

“I used foul language,” I breathed.

He pressed his lips to my ear, his warm breath tickling my skin and goosebumps trailed up the nape of my neck. “Do you deserve to be punished?”

I instinctively nodded. “Yes.” He pinched my tight nipples harder with disapproval. “Yes,Professor.”

“Then beg me.”

The edge in his voice triggered my aching submission and I couldn’t fight the need for wanting to obey him.

His hand left one of my breasts before I felt him position an object between my legs. A toy.

I shuddered at his words. “Please, punish me.”

He pushed my panties aside, slipping the toy inside of me and my mouth fell open with a gasp. His thumb grazed my clit and I whimpered. “Oh—please, Chase.”

Slow vibrations buzzed against me and I arched my back, forcing my ass back against him.

“Please, punish me,” I begged. “Please, Professor.”

His thumb applied pressure to my clit as he buried his face in the crease of my neck—kissing my skin. Grinding my ass back against him in desperation, I could feel his erection grow harder with each moan, each bit of friction against him. “Oh, fuck,” I stammered a moan.

My eyes squeezed shut in realization, and I instantly regretted my choice of words.Again—do I ever learn!?

He turned up the intensity of the vibrations and I knew that he wasn’t impressed.

He grabbed my face with his free hand and turned my head—forcing his lips to mine. His fingers snaked around my throat and my body automatically tried squeezing my thighs together.

With lustful force he pushed his tongue into my mouth and I moaned, allowing it to dominate mine.

“Chase,” I sighed, between kisses, feeling the vibrations between my thighs force a desperate ache to my clit. “Please… Chase—” I was cut off with a moan as his thumb rubbed circles over my sensitive clit. I groaned in pleasure, tugging my wrists repeatedly and I could hear the chains above me rattling.

He broke the kiss, his fingers digging into my face with a deadly grip. “You don’t come without my permission. Understand?”

I nodded.

His tone gripped my spine. “Answer me.”

I swallowed hard, nodding again. “Yes,Professor.”

“Atta girl.”

I could feel my cheeks burning with shame, knowing that all I wanted to do was please him. Make him proud.

His gentle fingertips traced up the inside of my thigh and I whimpered, dropping my head as he dragged my arousal up and over my clit.

He trailed kisses up my bare shoulder, before sinking his teeth into my skin and I opened my mouth to moan, fisting my hands above my head.

His mouth latched onto my skin as he sucked—deeply—making my head roll back onto his shoulder. My brows drew together in pure ecstasy as I moaned his name, feeling my core tighten.