Page 62 of Tank’s Weakness

Tank

I’m going to come if you don’t turn it off.

Tank

This is torture.

Tank

I came. Fuck. You want me to come again?

I quickly type back a response.

Me

I’m so sorry. My assistant principal came in. I won’t even punish you for coming without permission. Are you okay?

He responds back without hesitation.

Tank

Knees are a little weak, and I have some explaining to do, but fuck, it was exhilarating. When are you going to do it again?

I laugh at his message, typing out a quick one as I hear the kids walking down the hall.

Me

You’ll never know because I own you, and you do as I say. Be a good boy.

I slide my phone away and stand to greet my kids. I push Tank away from my mind as I hop right into a math lesson, trying my best to make it fun.

Even so, I catch myself eyeing the clock. Not because I don’t want to be here, but because I am counting down the minutes until I get to see him again.

Tank

“You’ve got the Chevy in bay three. Needs a new radiator.” Gunner hands me the paperwork before going back to the front.

I head to my bay to look at what I’m working with.

“You need any help?” Jagger asks from his bay next to mine.

I glare at him. “No.”

“Aww, you wound me. I thought we were best friends. Now it’s like you never want to hang out anymore. I never see you in the bar. You haven’t even showed up to any of the club parties. What’s up with that?”

I roll my eyes at his antics. He doesn’t need me with him, but he can be a needy little shit sometimes.

“I’ve been busy.”

He sighs all dramatically. “Tank.”

“Jagger,” I say, mocking him.

“You wound me.”

I snort. “I’d be worried if…”

I hiss when I feel the vibrating cock ring around my dick turn on. The vibrations are so sudden that they shocked me. It lasts only a few seconds, but there’s no way I hid my reaction from Jagger. The nosy fucker is going to be bothering me to know what’s up.