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passing moment her desire for him reached new heights.
Overcome, she
let loose a loud moan when he gripped her thighs tightly, forcing
them further apart as she felt herself falling slave once more to
that distinctive knot of pleasure deep in her core, its pulsing
demand for satisfaction one he was mere moments from fulfilling. He
groaned under his breath, the sound a low vibration that had her
tensing from head to toe, and when he swirled his tongue around her
clit and then tugged it between her teeth the dam exploded.
Furious, searing pleasure soared through her veins, and she sobbed
out her the throes of her climax with no shame, all too aware that
she had nothing left to hide from him.
Cooper propped
himself over her, watching her with a near frenzied intensity as
their eyes locked and she shuddered wildly. “Lord Frederick did not
make you feel as good as this, did he?” he crooned triumphantly.
“No other man ever could, my dear, least of all that arrogant
little upstart; and if you are honest with yourself, you do not
even want him to try anymore.”
The headmaster
was right. His words were seared across her mind, and as a deeply
unsettling truth took root Amelia reared up from the bed to wrap
her arms around his neck, desperate to feel every last inch of his
body up against hers even as tears streamed down her face
unchecked, the fading throes of her climax still pulsing through
her veins.
She shifted
until the tip of his cock pushed up against the damp heat of her
cunt, then whimpered quietly as she rocked against him in a
wordless demand he clearly understood. He delivered a fresh,
bruising kiss to the side of her throat, and the sound of his voice
spiked her fever when he quietly spoke again, triumph still
tangible in his words. “Anyone would think you want something, my
dear.”
“I do! I want you, James. I fear I shall never be able to have
enough of this – or enough of you !”
“Then you may
have me, my dear. All I am is yours, as surely as you are
mine.”
Cooper eased
his cock into her as he wound his hands through her hair, trapping
her beneath him and making it impossible for her to even try to
look away from him. Their bodies slick with perspiration, they
moved as one, joined from head to toe in the most primal and
instinctive of ways. Nothing could ever be as right as this, no
matter how much Amelia tried to tell herself she did not want it.
She was in his thrall, and if he persisted in driving her to such
heights of bliss she feared she would never find the power to break
free. Indeed, she was coming to realise she no longer even wanted
to.
VII.
Lesson
Seven
Amelia had
spent Friday and Saturday night in Cooper’s bed, but last night he
had reluctantly returned her to her own room in readiness for the
new school week. To her disquietude, she had tossed and turned in
her own bed without the warmth of his body wrapped possessively
around hers, and her dreams when she did sleep were consumed
entirely by him. Freddie had barely crossed her mind since the
headmaster had forcibly taken her to his bed, and now that she did
think of the young lord, it was with nothing more than a flicker of
irritation that he had walked out on her with such apparent
ease.
He mattered no
longer, not when her body already craved the headmaster’s once
more. He had promised her the next weekend would be theirs again,
but the thought of five long days without sating the consuming
desire he had aroused was agonising. The mere memory of him was
enough to spark a fresh fever of lust in her veins, and
instinctively her gaze turned towards the glass through which he
had so often watched her. She had drawn only the thin drapes after
his departure, and the whisper of sunrise through them stirred a
wicked idea in her mind.
A small smile
sparked on Amelia’s lips as she dragged the stool from her dressing
table over to the balcony doors. Perhaps Cooper was not even awake
yet; but if he was, he was about to
Overcome, she
let loose a loud moan when he gripped her thighs tightly, forcing
them further apart as she felt herself falling slave once more to
that distinctive knot of pleasure deep in her core, its pulsing
demand for satisfaction one he was mere moments from fulfilling. He
groaned under his breath, the sound a low vibration that had her
tensing from head to toe, and when he swirled his tongue around her
clit and then tugged it between her teeth the dam exploded.
Furious, searing pleasure soared through her veins, and she sobbed
out her the throes of her climax with no shame, all too aware that
she had nothing left to hide from him.
Cooper propped
himself over her, watching her with a near frenzied intensity as
their eyes locked and she shuddered wildly. “Lord Frederick did not
make you feel as good as this, did he?” he crooned triumphantly.
“No other man ever could, my dear, least of all that arrogant
little upstart; and if you are honest with yourself, you do not
even want him to try anymore.”
The headmaster
was right. His words were seared across her mind, and as a deeply
unsettling truth took root Amelia reared up from the bed to wrap
her arms around his neck, desperate to feel every last inch of his
body up against hers even as tears streamed down her face
unchecked, the fading throes of her climax still pulsing through
her veins.
She shifted
until the tip of his cock pushed up against the damp heat of her
cunt, then whimpered quietly as she rocked against him in a
wordless demand he clearly understood. He delivered a fresh,
bruising kiss to the side of her throat, and the sound of his voice
spiked her fever when he quietly spoke again, triumph still
tangible in his words. “Anyone would think you want something, my
dear.”
“I do! I want you, James. I fear I shall never be able to have
enough of this – or enough of you !”
“Then you may
have me, my dear. All I am is yours, as surely as you are
mine.”
Cooper eased
his cock into her as he wound his hands through her hair, trapping
her beneath him and making it impossible for her to even try to
look away from him. Their bodies slick with perspiration, they
moved as one, joined from head to toe in the most primal and
instinctive of ways. Nothing could ever be as right as this, no
matter how much Amelia tried to tell herself she did not want it.
She was in his thrall, and if he persisted in driving her to such
heights of bliss she feared she would never find the power to break
free. Indeed, she was coming to realise she no longer even wanted
to.
VII.
Lesson
Seven
Amelia had
spent Friday and Saturday night in Cooper’s bed, but last night he
had reluctantly returned her to her own room in readiness for the
new school week. To her disquietude, she had tossed and turned in
her own bed without the warmth of his body wrapped possessively
around hers, and her dreams when she did sleep were consumed
entirely by him. Freddie had barely crossed her mind since the
headmaster had forcibly taken her to his bed, and now that she did
think of the young lord, it was with nothing more than a flicker of
irritation that he had walked out on her with such apparent
ease.
He mattered no
longer, not when her body already craved the headmaster’s once
more. He had promised her the next weekend would be theirs again,
but the thought of five long days without sating the consuming
desire he had aroused was agonising. The mere memory of him was
enough to spark a fresh fever of lust in her veins, and
instinctively her gaze turned towards the glass through which he
had so often watched her. She had drawn only the thin drapes after
his departure, and the whisper of sunrise through them stirred a
wicked idea in her mind.
A small smile
sparked on Amelia’s lips as she dragged the stool from her dressing
table over to the balcony doors. Perhaps Cooper was not even awake
yet; but if he was, he was about to
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