Pretty Dirty (Dirty Bad Things Book 2)(81)

“You little brat,” I growl, my muscles tensing — less with actual anger and more just wanting to put my hands on her.

“Are you going to punish me?” she whispers innocently, batting her eyes as she moves back onto my desk. She curls her legs beneath her skirt and slowly moves onto her knees, sitting back on her heels right in front of me.

“You want to know what the surprise is, sir?”

“Show me,” I growl through clenched teeth.

And slowly Tempest reaches down, tugs on her skirt, and lifts it up every inch of creamy, tempting thighs, all the way up until I feel the beast roar inside of me.

She’s not wearing panties.

That’s the surprise.

Her bare, pink, wet little cunt is right there in front of my eyes, between her spread thighs.

I groan.

“And when exactly did you take these off, you dirty little girl?”

Tempest grins wickedly.

“I never had them on, ever since you picked me up this morning.

My cock about rips a hole in my pants.

“You seriously haven’t been wearing panties all fucking day?”

She nods, biting her lip.

“I’ve been a bad girl, sirrrr-ohhh.”

She cries out as I move in and drag my tongue across her bare slit. I groan, my hands sliding up her thighs and slipping around to grab that tight little ass of hers as I move my mouth against her. My tongue pushes deep, tasting her sticky sweetness — the scent and the taste of her making my head spin with raw lust. My hands grip her ass tightly as I tongue-fuck her little cunt, moving up to swirl my tongue over her clit.

I move one hand further behind her, sliding my fingers down between the tight globes of her ass until one finger teases across her tight, puckered ring. Tempest squeals, gasping and grabbing my hair tight in her hands as I suck her clit between my lips and swirl a finger over her naughty little asshole.

She starts to gasp louder — too loud, really. I move my other hand up and slip a thumb into her mouth.

“Suck,” I growl, glancing up at her lust-filled face before moving back to her pussy. She does, sucking my thumb between her lips and swirling her tongue over it as I tease her ass and tongue her clit.

I’m merciless with her clit, flicking my tongue over it again and again as I start to add suction with my lips. I can feel her body start to tense up tighter and tighter, her ass clenching at my teasing finger. Suddenly, she goes rigid, every muscle in her body tensing up before she shatters for me. She moans around my thumb, her whole body trembling in her orgasm. She whimpers through her climax, sucking my thumb eagerly like it’s my cock as the release tumbles through her.

Slowly, I move away, kissing down her thighs before I stand.

“I have to have you,” I growl, yanking at my belt and tearing my zipper down. I pull my thick cock out, and Tempest whimpers as I stroke it against her thigh, coating her skin with the sticky cum leaking from the head.

“No more waiting, I have to claim this perfect little pussy as my own.”

“Please,” she gasps, yanking me close and kissing me. She moves onto her ass on the edge of my desk, her legs wide and her skirt bunched around her waist as I move in. She whimpers when my head slips over her soft, velvety lips. I stroke my cock, more pre-cum dripping freely over her little cunt and smearing over her thighs. I angle down until I can feel the thick head start to part her folds, slowly easing inside.

“Nothing in this world has ever captivated me like this,” I growl softly into her lips. “You need to understand that this is more than just my complete and utter lust for you, and need to claim your perfect, sweet, untouched little pussy as my own.”

She whimpers, her hands slipping under my dress shirt to run over my abs.

“You’ve gotten me under your spell, Tempest,” I say softly. “And when I say I want to make you mine, I mean mine for always. I want you as my one and only. I want you to belong to me and me only, and when I stretch you open and slide all of me into you for the first time, I’m going to fill your womb with every single drop of my cum, until it runs down your thighs.”

“You have no idea how much I want that,” she breathes, kissing me hard like I might fly away from her. Except nothing in this world is ever going to take me away from her.

Not ever.

I kiss her back, our tongues sliding together as I start to push inside. I can feel her soft petal lips barely kissing my cock as I ease inside, until I can feel the tight resistance of her virginity. I hesitate for just one second, when suddenly, there’s a firm pounding on my office door.

“Later!” I bark ferociously, snarling at the intruding noise.

“Headmaster—”

“Later, Ms. Vitney,” I roar again.

“Sir, I’m afraid it’s important?”

I groan, and even though I want to go out there and possibly throw Milly Vitney out a goddamn window before coming back in here and finishing what I’ve started, I know the moment’s gone.

For now.

“One second,” I bark, grinding my teeth before I turn back to my Tempest.

“I’m sorry, angel,” I say softly, kissing her lips.

“Later?” she whispers.

I respond by crushing my lips to hers and swirling my tongue over hers until both of us pull away panting.

The knock comes again.