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Chapter 4: The Study Lesson
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2026-09-04 20:27:40I spent my entire day at school completely unable to focus. Professor Williams was lecturing at the front of the room, but my mind was stuck on the unfinished business Charles and I had left in the kitchen this morning.
By the time night fell, my stomach was tight with anticipation. It was almost 9 PM. I slipped into a sheer, see-through nightgown—leaving my underwear behind, exactly as he had commanded. I tiptoed down the quiet hallway and knocked lightly on his study door. "Come in," his deep voice called out from inside. I pushed the door open. "I'm here," I whispered. Charles was sitting behind his heavy desk. His shirt was unbuttoned at the top, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular, veiny forearms. Fuck, this man looks devilishly handsome. "Come here," he commanded, his dark eyes tracking every step I took. I walked over to his side, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Sit on the desk and spread your legs," he ordered, gesturing to the edge of the wood. I did as I was told, hoisting myself up and opening my thighs wide. "Good girl. You're obedient, Maya," Charles purred, standing up and unbuckling his leather belt. "Now you deserve a reward." He stepped between my open legs, leaning down until his hot breath brushed against my bare pussy. Without warning, his tongue flicked against my dripping clit, lapping up my wetness with possessive, heavy strokes. "Mmmhh... Argh!" I moaned, throwing my head back as my fingers tangled into his thick hair. He sucked on me so hard my eyes rolled back in pure pleasure. "Do you want me to stop, Maya?" he asked hoarsely, pulling back just an inch. "Arghhh... no! Don't stop, Daddy!" I pleaded shamelessly. Charles gave me a dark smirk. He pulled his pants down, releasing his massive, rock-hard cock. It throbbed against the dim light of the office, veiny and imposing. "Oh... big Daddy, I want it inside me," I panted, my eyes locked on his cock as he rubbed the broad head in a circular motion against my clit, teasing me. "Do you want it inside you, little girl?" he rasped. "Yes! Please... please, fuck me!" He guided his tip to my opening and drove his dick deep inside me in one smooth, relentless thrust. "Mmmhh!" I gasped, my entire body tensing around his girth. He didn't give me time to adjust. He grabbed my thighs, lifting my legs higher as he began thrusting back and forth, driving his cock as deep as it could go. "Fuck, your pussy is clamping around my cock," he groaned in pleasure, his rhythm turning wild and aggressive. "Yes... argggghh! Don't stop, Daddy! Fuck me harder!" I cried out, closing my eyes. "Open your eyes and watch me fuck you," he commanded strictly. His large hand reached up and wrapped around my throat holding me firm, asserting complete control. I smiled through the haze of pleasure, staring straight into his intense gaze as he pounded into me. He leaned down, capturing my lips in a bruised kiss before dragging his mouth down to my chest, biting and sucking at my nipples through the sheer fabric of my gown. "Arghhh... Charles!" I moaned as he banged me harder against the desk, completely unconcerned with whether someone in the house would hear us. He grabbed my waist, flipped me over onto my stomach, and pushed my face flat against the desk. He lifted my hips into the air and slid his hard cock back inside me from behind, pounding into me with brutal force. My boobs jiggled with every heavy impact. Smack! He brought his hand down hard on my ass cheek, making me gasp. "Call me Daddy," he growled, grabbing two handfuls of my hair and pulling my head back as he thrust deeper. "Daddy... argghhh! Daddy, yes!" "Good girl," he smirked, accelerating his pace into a rapid, punishing rhythm. Ring... Ring... Suddenly, my phone on the desk started buzzing loudly. The screen lit up with Christie's caller ID. Panicking, I reached out with a shaking hand and hit decline. Charles didn't slow down for a second, he kept hammering into me from behind, driving me straight over the edge. Right as he reached his peak, Charles pulled out of my pussy, spun me around, and forced me down to my knees between his legs. He thrust his dick into my mouth, groaning loudly as a hot, heavy wave of cum filled my throat. I swallowed every drop, licking the excess off my lips as I looked up at him. He pulled me back up to my feet, sealing his lips over mine in a deep, possessive kiss before moving down to leave a dark, purplish hickey right on my collarbone. Ring... Ring... The phone started buzzing again. Charles pulled back, his eyes still dark with residual hunger, but his tone completely composed. "Answer your phone," he whispered, slapping my ass once more. "And go back to your room." 
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