them both despite their
earlier release. Amelia clung to him tightly as he thrust into her
again and again, and to her immense disquietude she realised how
impossible it was that she could ever relinquish this. More
powerful than any drug, Cooper had captured her in his thrall, and
the sensations he delivered to her with such apparent ease were
like nothing she had known it possible to find anywhere else.
Even when they
found themselves finally sated and fell asleep in each other’s
arms, the deep-rooted sense of unease would not leave her. The
headmaster had consumed her, and Amelia was beginning to realise
that throwing off the shackles of the lust they shared was going to
be an insurmountable task, only made harder by each encounter they
shared.
VI.
Lesson Six
Amelia woke to
the delicious sensation of a mouth clamped firmly around one aching
nipple and a calloused hand insistently stroking her clitoris into
such a state of heightened arousal that she arched where she lay
and cried out in delight before she realised who it was holding her
down. She was in Cooper’s bed, and it was he who filled her vision
entirely as his harsh groans of delight resonated through her
feverish body.
Instinctively
she tried to pull away before the headmaster could succeed in
stirring her lust for him to such a height that defiance would be
impossible, just as he had last night, but she was spectacularly
unsuccessful in her efforts. Still half-asleep, she was too slow to
twist away as he moved across with a surprising grace to restrain
her body solely with the weight of his on top of her.
“Still determined to fight this,
Amelia?”
She shivered at
the sight of the hunger in his grey eyes, for already she felt
herself becoming enslaved to it once more. Fishing around
desperately for something to say to dissuade him before she lost
the will to do so, she glanced out of the window towards the
looming shape of the school in the early morning mist. “We cannot
stay in bed all weekend, sir!”
“Most certainly
we can,” he said coolly.
“But the school
-”
“The school can
run itself for two days; I told the deputy headmaster that I wanted
the weekend to myself. I have worked hard of late, as have you, so
I rather think we deserve a weekend of indulging ourselves. Any
more objections, or may I get back to the deeply pleasurable task
of readying your sweet cunt to receive my cock again?”
Amelia
shuddered wildly and Cooper laughed under his breath as he propped
himself up on his elbows. Her body’s reaction spoke her answer for
her, and she knew that further defiance was futile. Resigned to the
inevitable, she slumped into the sheets and allowed herself to
thrill in the deeply masculine promise of his weight restraining
her as he held her wide-eyed gaze for a few heartbeats longer. Her
heart picked up its pace yet further, thumping wildly out of time
as finally he dipped his gaze and delivered a tender kiss to the
side of her throat.
“Your answer?”
he said, the warmth of his breath against her bare skin
effortlessly inflaming her lust for him. “I think I know what you
will say, my dear, but still I would hear you speak the words that
so delight me.”
She realised
now how impossible it was to defy him, and so this time she did not
even try. “My answer is yes, sir, a hundred times yes!”
Yet despite –
or perhaps because of – the waver in her voice that betrayed how
very much her body craved all he had to offer, the headmaster
stilled himself on top of her. Gone for now was the frenetic
urgency that had driven them last night, but the intimacy that
replaced it was somehow even more glorious. When he nodded and
began to steadily ease himself down the bed, Amelia found her
breath coming in shallow gasps, and she was already rocking her
hips against him even before his mouth came to a stop against her
aching breasts.
Bruises marred
them both in various stages of healing, the vivid purple of last
night’s
earlier release. Amelia clung to him tightly as he thrust into her
again and again, and to her immense disquietude she realised how
impossible it was that she could ever relinquish this. More
powerful than any drug, Cooper had captured her in his thrall, and
the sensations he delivered to her with such apparent ease were
like nothing she had known it possible to find anywhere else.
Even when they
found themselves finally sated and fell asleep in each other’s
arms, the deep-rooted sense of unease would not leave her. The
headmaster had consumed her, and Amelia was beginning to realise
that throwing off the shackles of the lust they shared was going to
be an insurmountable task, only made harder by each encounter they
shared.
VI.
Lesson Six
Amelia woke to
the delicious sensation of a mouth clamped firmly around one aching
nipple and a calloused hand insistently stroking her clitoris into
such a state of heightened arousal that she arched where she lay
and cried out in delight before she realised who it was holding her
down. She was in Cooper’s bed, and it was he who filled her vision
entirely as his harsh groans of delight resonated through her
feverish body.
Instinctively
she tried to pull away before the headmaster could succeed in
stirring her lust for him to such a height that defiance would be
impossible, just as he had last night, but she was spectacularly
unsuccessful in her efforts. Still half-asleep, she was too slow to
twist away as he moved across with a surprising grace to restrain
her body solely with the weight of his on top of her.
“Still determined to fight this,
Amelia?”
She shivered at
the sight of the hunger in his grey eyes, for already she felt
herself becoming enslaved to it once more. Fishing around
desperately for something to say to dissuade him before she lost
the will to do so, she glanced out of the window towards the
looming shape of the school in the early morning mist. “We cannot
stay in bed all weekend, sir!”
“Most certainly
we can,” he said coolly.
“But the school
-”
“The school can
run itself for two days; I told the deputy headmaster that I wanted
the weekend to myself. I have worked hard of late, as have you, so
I rather think we deserve a weekend of indulging ourselves. Any
more objections, or may I get back to the deeply pleasurable task
of readying your sweet cunt to receive my cock again?”
Amelia
shuddered wildly and Cooper laughed under his breath as he propped
himself up on his elbows. Her body’s reaction spoke her answer for
her, and she knew that further defiance was futile. Resigned to the
inevitable, she slumped into the sheets and allowed herself to
thrill in the deeply masculine promise of his weight restraining
her as he held her wide-eyed gaze for a few heartbeats longer. Her
heart picked up its pace yet further, thumping wildly out of time
as finally he dipped his gaze and delivered a tender kiss to the
side of her throat.
“Your answer?”
he said, the warmth of his breath against her bare skin
effortlessly inflaming her lust for him. “I think I know what you
will say, my dear, but still I would hear you speak the words that
so delight me.”
She realised
now how impossible it was to defy him, and so this time she did not
even try. “My answer is yes, sir, a hundred times yes!”
Yet despite –
or perhaps because of – the waver in her voice that betrayed how
very much her body craved all he had to offer, the headmaster
stilled himself on top of her. Gone for now was the frenetic
urgency that had driven them last night, but the intimacy that
replaced it was somehow even more glorious. When he nodded and
began to steadily ease himself down the bed, Amelia found her
breath coming in shallow gasps, and she was already rocking her
hips against him even before his mouth came to a stop against her
aching breasts.
Bruises marred
them both in various stages of healing, the vivid purple of last
night’s
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