All Chapters of Teach me, Mr Blackwood: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

_Aurora’s POV_“Stay where you are,” Damien ordered, his voice low. I froze in place, my pulse racing. I watched as he walked over to me, his gaze sweeping over me. Unable to hold eye contact, I looked away. What would happen now? What am I supposed to do now? Different thoughts ran through my head at the same time. “Look at me,” Damien ordered, snapping me out of my reverie.I obeyed without thinking, my throat tight, pulse racing.I raised my eyes to his face, my heart pounding. “I want you here with me. Do you understand?” He asked, and I nodded, swallowing saliva. “You’re not allowed to move until I tell you,” he continued.My stomach fluttered. Every fiber of me wanted to run, but a different, darker part—excited, trembling—wanted to stay.I wanted to know how far this would go. Then his hand brushed my jaw, tilting my head up slightly.His thumb fluttered against my lips before he pressed it between them. Keeping my gaze on him, I parted my lips, letting his thumb fall

_Aurora’s POV_I yelped when I was suddenly lifted from the ground, my ass hitting the soft leather of his sofa. “Damien.” I gasped, feeling his fingers brush against my clit through my panties. My heart raced in my chest, my breath heavy.“I want your hands behind you, holding onto the sofa. If you let go, I will punish you.” he said roughly, lifting my ankles to his shoulder.This sounded different from when he was ordering me to get work done. It was a different tone and it seemed to send a shiver through me.“Aurora.. If you hesistate when I ask you to do something..” I could hear the warning in his voice and I nodded my head, doing exactly as he said. The sound of ripping fabric filled the room the next second, my panties pulled away from me. That was my favourite pair. I almost said it out loud.Damien reached behind me, his fingers working my bra strap and then my bra followed suit.“Fuck.. You are beautiful..” he growled, and I turned my head away shyly.Here I was, blind

_Aurora’s POV_“You are late,” Damien said the moment he stopped in front of me, eyes pinning me down to the ground.“I-I-“ I stuttered, barely finding the words to speak.He was standing so close to me, his hot breath fanning my face. It made things hard for him to focus, made it hard for me to breathe. I held my breath as I sort the words to speak, my mind blind. All I could think about was last night and everything that had happened between us. I could still remember his hands on me, his tongue inside me as he ate my pussy out. I shivered. “I expect you to answer while I speak to you, Aurora.” Damien’s voice snapped me out of my daze and I brought my gaze back to him. Hearing my name leave his lips sent a different type of feeling down my spine. “I overslept.. Sir.” I answered, tearing my gaze away from him. Calling him that after last night brought memories back. One that made my insides wet and throbbing. Damien took a step towards me, his body only an inch away from

_Aurora’s POV_The first strike stole the air from my lungs. My fingers curled into a fist as I tried to stabilize myself. Damien paused for a moment, and then my ass was on fire once again. “Two.” I cried out, the sting bringing tears to my eyes. I tried to stay upright, my legs shaking. My back arched away from the whip even though I had nowhere to run. I had my safe word at the tip of my tongue but I couldn’t say it yet. The sound of the whip echoed in my ears, sharp and humiliating. I was really letting him whip me with his belt as a form of punishment. Why?Was it because he looked at me like I belonged here?Or because when he said “good girl,” something inside me softened?I hated that part.“Three..” The belt's cackling filled the air. I felt Damien raise his hands once more and my lips moved before I could stop it. “Yellow.” Damien’s hand paused in the air. My heart raced as my leg shook, barely able to hold my body up.And then I collapse, my knees buckling. B

_Aurora’s POV_“Don't you have something else to do?” Damien asked. my father paused. I let out a slow breath, careful not to make a sound. I hadn’t realized how obvious it might look, someone hiding under the table.My back pressed against the wood, my knees bent awkwardly, my entire body tense. One wrong move and everything would fall apartThe room was silent for a while and before I knew it, Father let out a deep laugh. I could feel the table reverberating as his laughter bounced off the walls.“If I didn’t know better,” Father said in-between laughs. “I would have said you were chasing me away,”Damien chuckled. “What if I was?” He asked. I couldn’t see his face, but this might be the first time I was hearing Damien chuckling.It sounded so good to my ears. No one would be able to tell if he was being serious or not.His question made father laugh harder. “My dear friend.” father said, catching his breath.“You know it would take more than that to get rid of me.” I never