"Already so hard, Professor..." I teased him, inching my way closer to his tip. "So glad I could cheer you up so fast."He thrusted forward, yearning for the contact with my lips. I gulped, my stomach twisting at how horny he was. I gripped his hips, pushing him back. I wished the room was brighter so I could see his facial expressions better. I was sure they were priceless."Not so fast," I said, biting my lip. "Think about what you did to me on Monday."He cursed, hitting his closed fist against the wall. Oh, revenge was sweet."Why so frustrated, Sir?" I taunted him even more. "Feeling a little... on edge?"As I said those words, I stopped touching him. I knew he wasn't close to orgasming yet, so I wasn't technically edging him, but the point came cross. He was so frustrated that he pulled his hair, groaning."Blair, please." He begged, lifting my chin up. "Don't do this to me... I've been thinking about you all week."I took his dick in my hands again. "You've been thinking about
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