All Chapters of Lustful Desires (Erotic Shorts): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Olivia crossed her arms, pouting like a scolded child. His words stung, but deep down, she knew he was right.The evening went on like that, strict timing, firm scolding, no mercy. Every time she tried to complain, Julian shut her down with a sharp look or a curt word. And though it frustrated her, she felt something she hadn’t felt in a long time: discipline.At one point, when she sneaked her phone out of her bag to check a notification, Julian’s voice thundered across the table.“What did I say about phones?”Olivia jumped, nearly dropping it. “I was just...”“Put it away,” he snapped. “Now. If you can’t respect simple rules, you can leave.”Her cheeks burned. She shoved it back in her bag, mumbling, “You don’t have to be so strict.”“Yes, I do,” he said simply. “Because no one else has been strict with you. That’s why you’re still struggling.”His words silenced her. She realized with a sinking feeling that he was right again.By the end of the session, Olivia was drained. Her han

“You feel intimidated by me.”Olivia’s eyes widened. She wanted to deny it, but the words caught in her throat. Instead, she whispered, “Yes.”Julian let the silence hang for a moment before replying. “Good.”Her heart thudded painfully in her chest. “Good?”“Yes.” He straightened, his tall frame casting a shadow across her notebook. “That fear you feel, it means you’re paying attention. It means you’re taking this seriously and that’s exactly what you need.”Olivia frowned, her brows furrowing. “I don’t understand…”Julian tapped the notebook with his pen, his eyes still locked on hers. “You need structure, Olivia. Rules. Discipline. Without them, you wander. You procrastinate. You look for excuses. But with them, you thrive. You don’t even realize it yet, but that’s why you’re improving...because I don’t let you drift.”His words sank deep, pressing against the insecurities she carried every day. He was right. She knew he was right. Before him, her nights were endless loops of distr

The afternoon sun was beating down as Olivia packed up her books after class. She was exhausted, her mind still spinning from the last study session with Julian. He had pushed her hard again, quizzing her on equations until she thought her brain might burst. But she didn’t complain, she couldn’t. Every time he leaned forward, every time his voice dropped low and steady, it did something to her she didn’t want to admit.She slung her bag over her shoulder and stepped out into the courtyard, weaving past clusters of students hanging around under trees. That was when she heard them. Two girls, leaning against the stone wall by the fountain, voices low but sharp enough to carry.“Honestly, I don’t know how she puts up with him,” one said, rolling her eyes. “Julian is too much. He treats people like soldiers in boot camp, not students.”The other girl scoffed. “Exactly. He’s strict to the point of being scary. Always barking orders, always demanding perfection. I’d rather fail than have hi

Olivia’s pulse quickened.“You will speak clearly. No hesitation.” His eyes locked on hers. “You will meet my gaze when I command it. You will not fidget unless I permit it. And when I say stop, you stop.”The silence that followed was charged, the air thick with something unspoken. Olivia’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her body betraying the storm inside her.Julian leaned back slightly, but his presence still filled the room. “Good,” he said softly. “That’s the beginning.”Then, flipping to the questions, he said, “What’s the formula for solving a quadratic equation?”Her mind scrambled, blanking even though she knew this one. She stuttered, “Um… it’s… x equals… no, wait… x equals...”“Wrong.”The word cut sharp, decisive.Before she could even finish, Julian’s hand slipped behind her, firm but not rough, and he delivered two sharp smacks against her butt.Olivia gasped, her whole body jolting forward. The sound of the spanks echoed in the room, but what shocked her more was the way

He pulled her dress as he adjusted her panties to a side and rewarded her plea with a slow, deliberate kiss where she needed him most, her clit. Her cry filled the room, raw and desperate. He moved with purpose, each flick of his tongue, each soft suckle pulling more sounds from her lips until she was writhing, her hands clawing at the desk.Her blindfold soaked in her tears of need and ecstasy. She was lost, utterly lost, but safe because it was him.When Julian finally came up for air, his lips glistened, his breath ragged. He pressed his forehead against her stomach, his grip bruising on her hips. “You drive me insane,” he growled.Her hand reached blindly for his face, cupping his jaw. “Then lose yourself with me.”He claimed her lips again, rougher this time, messier, all control slipping into raw hunger. He lifted her, carried her with ease, and laid her on the couch across the room. She felt the cushions beneath her, his weight above her, and the blindfold pressing her deeper i