“No.”
I shoved him down in his chair. “Say it.”
“Please…Mistress.”
My hands jerked his tie loose and yanked it from his shirt. “Put your hands behind your back,” I commanded.
William didn’t argue with me. He leaned forward in the chair, so he could get his hands behind him. Taking the tie, I bent over him and quickly tied his wrists together. I didn’t bother with any fancy knots. After making sure it wasn’t going to cut off his circulation, I stood back up.
As I slowly slid the hem of my skirt up my thighs, William’s intent stare burned into me. I climbed up onto his lap and straddled him. I then rolled my hips until I found the perfect spot for friction against the ridge of the erection in his pants. After digging my fingers into his shoulders, I slowly began to move against him. “Oh, fuck, Mistress,” William groaned.
I brought my mouth to his. “Shh,” I breathed against his lips. Then I covered his warm mouth with mine, licking at the seam of his lips. “Open for me.” What first started as tender and sweet kisses quickly switched over to desperate and demanding. Our tongues tangled together in between the low pants and moans escaping from our lips. The movement of my hips began to grow more frantic as I ground my wet center against his pants-covered dick. I used my grip on his shoulders to propel me harder and harder. I felt alive again, even if I was humping a guy through our clothes.
Although I wanted to cry out when I started to come, I bit down on my lip and whimpered through the shudders. When I finished, I met William’s gaze. “Do you want to come?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“In your pants like you’re a teenager?”
William grunted as he thrust his hips up. “Yes. Please, Mistress.”
Running my fingers through his hair, I pressed my cheek against his. My breath warmed against his ear, causing him to shudder. “Sorry. But I can’t.”
“What?” William demanded.
Pulling away, I smiled sweetly at him. “It’s almost time for the bell to ring, and I need to clean myself up before I go back. After all, I can’t be late for my students.” He sucked in breath after breath. William’s chest heaved as I reached behind him and undid his tie. After I rose up, I tossed the tie onto his lap. His tented lap that smelled like me. “Thanks for the happy ending. If you do go in the bathroom and jerk off, think of me.”
William’s nostrils flared and he stared at me like I’d grown two heads. “You’re really going to leave me like this?”
Cocking my head at him, I said, “You sound just like Romeo. ‘O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?’ Sorry but you and Romeo are both out of luck.”
I quickly popped into the bathroom within his office. After readjusting my skirt and cleaning up my smeared lipstick, I came back out to find William still sitting in his chair, his fingers gripping the armrests. “Have a good day,” I said in a sickeningly sweet tone.
The rest of the day went by in a blur. Once the euphoria of the moment had passed, I could not believe what I had done in William’s office. I didn’t know what was worse—that I had blatantly participated in a sexual act with my boss on school grounds, or the fact that I had left him high and dry. Sure, orgasm denial was a huge part of a D/s relationship, but that was only after both parties agreed. William had never consented to have orgasms withheld from him. Of course, I had never agreed to a D/s relationship, so I guess it all canceled out. At the same time, what I had done in William’s office had been such a rush.
As soon as the last bell of the day rang, I grabbed my things and headed out the backdoor. Once again, I didn’t dare go through the front office because I didn’t want to see William. It was pretty ridiculous to feel that way considering I was going to have to see him every day for the rest of the school year. I guess I just hoped it would help to give him some time to cool down.
When I got home, I joined Daddy in the den. I hadn’t been sitting with him long before the doorbell rang. Daddy looked at me in surprise. “Who could that be?”
Fucking hell. I had a pretty good idea who it was. “A Jehovah’s witness?” I suggested as I rose out of the chair. I grudgingly went to the door. When I answered it, William stood before me. “Seriously?”
“We need to talk.”
“Haven’t you ever heard of a phone?”
William took me off guard by pushing past me into the foyer. “No more games, Sophie. Like it or not, you and I are sitting down and having a serious conversation about us.”
My fists clenched at my sides. “I could slap the shit out of you right now, but I won’t because I know you’d enjoy it too much,” I growled in a low voice.
“Honey, who is it?” Daddy asked.
“Thanks a whole fucking lot. Now I have to find some way to explain what you’re doing here.”
“Let me,” William replied.
Before I could grab his arm, he’d started into the den. Daddy glanced from William to me. “We have company?”
“I apologize for not calling first, Mr. Jameson. I’m William Foster, Sophie’s principal.”
When William extended his hand, I cringed. But Daddy only smiled. “I’m not being rude, Mr. Foster. I just can’t reach out my hand that far.”
From the flush on William’s cheeks, I could tell he was mortified. “I’m sorry.” He stepped closer and gently took my dad’s hand in his. After shaking it, he eased it back down on Daddy’s lap.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. We didn’t get to meet the other day when you were here.”
Both William and I looked at Daddy in surprise. He gave us a knowing smile. “Ansel told me you came to see the farm.”
“Yes, I did.”
“Are you back to see it again?” Daddy asked, a teasing lilt to his voice.
“Actually, he came to ride the horses.”
“I did?” William questioned. At my pointed look, he quickly added, “Yes, I did. After seeing the farm, I really wanted a chance to get in the saddle.”
Eyeing William curiously, Daddy asked, “Are you an avid horseback rider?”
A sheepish expression came over William’s face. “Actually, I’ve never ridden before.”
“You haven’t?” both Daddy and I said at the same time.
“No. I haven’t. Which is the reason why I simply had to come out here and try it.”
“I’m glad you did. Sophie is a very accomplished horsewoman, and will be a great teacher.”
William smiled at my father. “I’m sure she will.”
Glancing down at my dress, I sighed. “Let me go change.”
“I probably should too,” William said. At my skeptical look, he added, “I have some jeans in the truck.”
“Always prepared for anything, aren’t you?” I muttered under my breath as I started for the stairs.
After throwing on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, I went back downstairs. William was nowhere in sight. “He’s in the bathroom,” Daddy replied to what must’ve been my questioning look.
I took the hair tie off my wrist and swept my hair into a ponytail. “I’m glad William came back to visit.”
“Uh-huh,” I muttered, as I checked my reflection in the hall mirror.
“It’s nice that he has such an interest in…horses.”
I poked my head back into the den. “Don’t think you’re fooling me. I know exactly what you’re alluding to.”
“What’s wrong with him being interested?”
I stepped back into the den. “I’m not having this conversation right now.”
Daddy only smiled in response. William appeared then. He’d kept on his button-down, black shirt while trading his dress pants for jeans. He’d rolled the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows, which for some ridiculous reason I found so sexy.
“Ready?” I asked.
“I sure am.”
“We’ll be back in a little while, Daddy. I’ll have my phone on me if you need me.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. Ansel should be home soon.”
William held the front door open for me. As we started off the porch steps, I couldn’t help questioning, “You’ve really never ridden a horse?”
“No. I haven’t.” When I opened my mouth, William shook his head. “And I don’t need any commentary on how shocking that is considering I’m a rich boy.”
I held up my hands. “I wasn’t going to say anything.”
With a smirk, William added, “Sure you weren’t.”
“Okay. Maybe a short statement.”
“I knew it. Your smart mouth couldn’t resist it.”
As we reached the pasture fence, I motioned to one of the stallions nibbling on the high grass. “You’re in luck that Sampson is up in the pasture. He’s a great horse for a first-time rider.”
“Does that mean he won’t go crazy and buck me off?”
“Exactly.”
I opened the fence and walked over to Sampson. At the sound of my approach, he raised his head and flicked his ears. “Hey sweet boy, feel like having a rider today?” I scratched along his muzzle.
After I took him by the bridle, I walked him back to where he was close enough for William to touch but still in the fence. “You two get to know each other while I get a saddle.”