Page 95 of Plug and Tame

Nathaniel’s eyes flashed, and they were intense and unblinking as she’d ever seen them as he dragged her head down until she was bent awkwardly and they were eye to eye. “Riding my cock is a special privilege. Do not take this opportunity for granted.”

She finally yielded, climbing astride him with her legs dangling on either side of the chair as his cock pushed through her wet folds. She was embarrassingly wet, and she groaned as his girth pressed against the bulging plug in her back passage. It felt as if his cock was in both her holes at the same time.

“Fuck,” she moaned internally down their link.

Nathaniel smiled in response. “Oh, pet. You are so wonderfully tight. Feel how much I’ve stretched you.”

She whimpered in response. She was too full—his hard length at the front, the large plug in her rear, and his chiselled muscles trapping her in all their glory as he grabbed her by the hips. He lifted her and drove his cock up to hit the deepest part of her. “Feel how I fill you, slut.”

Kira nodded absently, her eyes unfocused as lusty fog clouded her senses. Nathaniel pulled her close, and she made a soft sound as she draped her arms over his shoulders and let her head loll to one side, shutting her eyes and savouring the sinful feeling of having him take control like this.

Even though she was on top, she felt too high on euphoria to move, and despite his early instructions to ride him, Nathaniel seemed content to do most of the work as he rocked against her.

“I used to take this class, you know,” he said conversationally as he took her slow and steady. “And I always dreamt of a pet as obedient as you.”

He held her hips tightly and thrust up like a piston, lifting her high on his cock. “Someone to teach.”

Another thrust. “To praise.”

Again. “To fuck.”

Each impact caused shockwaves to reverberate through her core and left her feeling clammy as she gasped for breath.

“Someone to own,” Nathaniel continued, his grip tightening as he rammed his cock into her again, faster this time.

“Someone to lick my work shoes clean in the morning. Someone to await my return every evening in my bedchambers.”

His profound words shook her senses. “Nathaniel,” she gasped. “I’m close.”

“Not yet,” he growled, lifting her as he stood and set her onto the edge of the desk. He planted a hand on her chest and pushed her back until she was lying on the tabletop, staring up at the dark rafters.

Nathaniel lifted her legs over his shoulders and dragged her closer by the hips, spearing her pussy even deeper and jostling the plug as his bulging cock head forced its way past. “Not until I say so.”

He squeezed her breasts, his touch the perfect blend of rough and sensual.

“Holy shit!” she cried.

Nathaniel grinned as her cry of pleasure travelled down their mental link, and she clamped her mouth shut to prevent it echoing in the classroom.

The last thing she wanted was for someone to discover them. She had a feeling that despite Nathaniel’s earlier threat, this was a line even he would not cross—having sex with a student in a classroom.

“Out loud, pet,” he urged, gripping her hair with both hands and folding his body over so his face was close to hers. The action lifted her legs so high they were vertical, her knees nearly touching her head. It also brought him deeper than he’d ever been, and she was acutely aware of every tiny movement he made. “Let me hear you moan.”

“Someone will hear us,” Kira protested.

“You need not be loud. You may mew like a cat, or grunt like a wild boar, if you wish. It makes no difference to me, so long as I hear you enjoying yourself as I fuck you.”

“I’m not going to grunt like a fucking pig,” she snapped, but there was no bite to her words as he pressed his cock deep, causing a moan to escape her.

“Oh, but you already are, pet.” His eyes glinted with amusement. “Just listen to you.”

He slowly pulled back, then drove in again, drawing another deep guttural sound from her as he made her feel the full force of his cock. “I hear you, Kira, and I see you. You’re a wild animal begging to be tamed.”

Fuck.

The words were like an insult and compliment rolled into one, especially with the fondness with which Nathaniel spoke them. It was pure insanity just how much his words gripped her, causing her aching heat to throb.

“Now you may come,” Nathaniel announced.