She smiled at him. "That's better. Unbutton your pants. Show me what you want me to suck."
He couldn't get his cock out of his pants fast enough. She ran her ruler gently down his sensitive length, and he shuddered.
"Why are you so hard, Eric?" she asked.
He gasped excitedly and closed his eyes so he could concentrate well enough to speak. "Because you're so hot, Rebekah." He opened his eyes and reached for her, but she stopped him by poking him in the chest with her ruler.
"Ms. Blake," she corrected. "Take off all your clothes. I want to see if the rest of you is as fine-looking as that long, hard cock."
She watched him appraisingly as he stripped. When he stood before her naked, she ran her palm over his flesh, as if inspecting him for flaws. His belly quivered beneath her touch.
"Yes," she purred. "Perfect. Looking at your body makes my pussy sopping wet, Mr. Sticks. How naughty of you. You should try to be less sexy. It's not proper to make your teacher want to fuck you."
She'd probably read about how much he liked her to talk dirty. She leaned over, her face inches from his straining cock. "Is this for me?" Her tongue slid out between her soft pink lips and collected the bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip of his cock.
His abs contracted involuntarily.
"Yes," he gasped. "For you. It's hard for you."
Her tongue slid around the rim of his cock head, causing thousands of pleasurable sensations to ripple up his spine. She squatted and tilted her head back so he could watch his cock sink into her sweet little mouth. She sucked him deep until she couldn't swallow any more of his length and then drew back until he popped free of her lips. She rose and sauntered toward the bed. When he moved to follow her, she held a hand in his direction.
"Stay where you are," she said. "I'm not finished with you yet, naughty boy."
He froze and leaned against the surface of the closed door.
"You want my fingers up your ass?" she asked.
He bit his lip and nodded.
"While I do what?"
"Suck my cock."
She collected a pillow from the bed, bending unnecessarily across the mattress as she reached for it. She somehow managed to flip up her skirt to give him a glimpse of her rounded bottom and the white string of her thong. He clutched his hands into tight fists to keep himself put. She hugged the pillow to her chest and opened the drawer next to the bed. She retrieved a tube of lubricant. Was that for him? Was she going to shove her fingers up his ass like he'd mentioned? By the time she tossed the pillow at his feet and knelt on it before him, he was a tangle of nerves and anticipation.
"I've never done this before," she said, looking so beautiful on her knees that he was tempted to take a picture, blow it up to poster-size, and hang it on the underside of the bunk above his. "You'll have to let me know if I find the spot or if I hurt you."
He closed his eyes and nodded. Oh God, she was really going to do it. He'd fantasized about it for months. It probably wouldn't live up to his expectations, but he was eager to find out.
His cock entered the warmth of her mouth. The gentle tug of her suction as she bobbed her head made his balls tighten. Her hand touched the inside of his thigh, and he almost leapt out of his skin. His entire body taut, he breathed heavily to calm himself. Maybe the fantasy was better than reality. Maybe he should stop her now.
She cupped his balls and gently massaged the loose skin, driving him insane with desire. When he relaxed again, her hand moved from his balls, and he heard her squirt lubricant onto her fingers. She urged him to spread his legs wider by pressing on the inside of his thigh with the back of her wrist. He loosened his stance, but tensed when her cool, slippery fingers pressed against his ass.
"Wait," he gasped. Too late. She pressed upward and slid a finger inside him. It felt weird. And somehow satisfying. He relaxed after he became accustomed to the sexy invasion. He grunted in protest when she pulled her finger free. Was she finished?
"I liked it," he admitted, getting caught up in the tug of her lips on his cock as she sucked him. He looked down and found her applying more lube. So she wasn't done.
She slid two fingers inside him this time, filling him in a way he'd never been filled before. When she slid her fingers in and out of him-driving deeper, deeper-he began to tremble uncontrollably. "Oh God, Rebekah," he groaned.
Her fingers moved inside him. Seeking. Pressing forward. He shuddered hard when she found it. "Right there," he sputtered.