Adrianne fails a test...
"F. This is your worst work ever, Adrianne. I want to see you after class."
"But...I...fine."
Adrianne sat utterly worried. Her grades had been plummiting and she was in danger of being sent back home. Failing was not acceptable by any means. The bell sharply rang. As the other students filed out one by one, her heart kept sinking lower and lower. Mr. Blake Montgomery, looking every inch the raven-haired Adonis, closed the door forcefully with his strong yet delectable hands. Adrianne had to admit that many times she had dreamt and lusted for those hands to explore her, feel her, invade her, enter her, discover her. How she ached for that caress and embrace ever since their first chance encounter that overcast day in August.
"Adrianne," he crooned, snapping Adrianne out of her erotic fantasies, "Do you know why I gave you this grade?"
"No," she gasped, breathlessly thinking of the sweet and romantic repercussions of her mind.
He strode toward her, becoming slightly aroused, the friction and the tenion arousing Adrianne in turn. Sooner than she could catch another glimpse of his ever growing and increadibly engorged member, Blake was standing over Adrianne, the thrill and sensuality making her shiver in anticipation. The back of his hand brushed ever so slightly over Adrianne's cheek. That alone was sending waves of orgasmic ecstasy through her hair, her skin, her breasts, her stomach, her whole lusting body. Blake's face was inching closer and now they were locked in a steamy gaze. His safe and warm hands moved the stray hair from her flushed face, tucked it lovingly behind her ear, and slid his hand down to massage the nape of her neck. He pulled Adrianne's face into his, and planted a long, deep kiss that took both their breathes away. His tongue felt penetrating and exploratory as it moved down her throat.
"That's why," he purred in his rich baritone.
Stung by the heat of passion, Adrianner clawwed with primal sexuality at Blake's belt buckle, the sexual ferocity equal to a lioness starving for some gazelle. Blake, still locked on her mouth, tore her shirt open, exposing her erect and supple breasts.
Blake gently pushed Adrianne back onto the sturdy oak desk, Adrianne taking no hesitation to lay back and experiece the best oral pleasure she had ever known. Taking his tantalizing fingers over her torso and inner thighs, Blake made a trail of tiny, lingering kisses from Adrianne's mouth all the way to her ultimate erotic spot. Starting at her mouth, down her arched neck, between her perked breasts all the way to her once off-limits zone, Blake reached his destination and preceded to gently lick and kiss the most intimate part of Adrianne. She responded by arching her back, digging her nails into his shoulders and yelping for more.
CLIFFHANGER!
Shan
"But...I...fine."
Adrianne sat utterly worried. Her grades had been plummiting and she was in danger of being sent back home. Failing was not acceptable by any means. The bell sharply rang. As the other students filed out one by one, her heart kept sinking lower and lower. Mr. Blake Montgomery, looking every inch the raven-haired Adonis, closed the door forcefully with his strong yet delectable hands. Adrianne had to admit that many times she had dreamt and lusted for those hands to explore her, feel her, invade her, enter her, discover her. How she ached for that caress and embrace ever since their first chance encounter that overcast day in August.
"Adrianne," he crooned, snapping Adrianne out of her erotic fantasies, "Do you know why I gave you this grade?"
"No," she gasped, breathlessly thinking of the sweet and romantic repercussions of her mind.
He strode toward her, becoming slightly aroused, the friction and the tenion arousing Adrianne in turn. Sooner than she could catch another glimpse of his ever growing and increadibly engorged member, Blake was standing over Adrianne, the thrill and sensuality making her shiver in anticipation. The back of his hand brushed ever so slightly over Adrianne's cheek. That alone was sending waves of orgasmic ecstasy through her hair, her skin, her breasts, her stomach, her whole lusting body. Blake's face was inching closer and now they were locked in a steamy gaze. His safe and warm hands moved the stray hair from her flushed face, tucked it lovingly behind her ear, and slid his hand down to massage the nape of her neck. He pulled Adrianne's face into his, and planted a long, deep kiss that took both their breathes away. His tongue felt penetrating and exploratory as it moved down her throat.
"That's why," he purred in his rich baritone.
Stung by the heat of passion, Adrianner clawwed with primal sexuality at Blake's belt buckle, the sexual ferocity equal to a lioness starving for some gazelle. Blake, still locked on her mouth, tore her shirt open, exposing her erect and supple breasts.
Blake gently pushed Adrianne back onto the sturdy oak desk, Adrianne taking no hesitation to lay back and experiece the best oral pleasure she had ever known. Taking his tantalizing fingers over her torso and inner thighs, Blake made a trail of tiny, lingering kisses from Adrianne's mouth all the way to her ultimate erotic spot. Starting at her mouth, down her arched neck, between her perked breasts all the way to her once off-limits zone, Blake reached his destination and preceded to gently lick and kiss the most intimate part of Adrianne. She responded by arching her back, digging her nails into his shoulders and yelping for more.
CLIFFHANGER!
Shan