บททั้งหมดของ NAUGHTY DESIRES: A COLLECTION OF DARK EROTICA : บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 155

Three days had passed since I stood in Headmaster Hale’s hidden study, the taste of his mouth still burned into mine.At night I lay in my dorm bed and replayed the moment his hand had wrapped around my throat, the way his body had pinned mine to the desk. My fingers slipped between my legs more than once, wishing it was his touch, but release felt empty. I wanted the real thing. I wanted him.One night the rain returned, heavier than before. I told myself I was only going for a walk to clear my head. The heavy oak door was closed but not locked.I hesitated with my hand on the iron handle.The study looked different in lamplight. The candles were gone. A low fire burned in the hearth, casting flickering shadows across the leather spines of a thousand books. The massive desk was clear except for a single open laptop. Behind it, Headmaster Hale sat in a high-backed leather chair, his black suit jacket draped over the arm, his white shirt unbuttoned to the middle of his chest. His tie

The day dragged lazily.By evening the sky had turned golden brown. Rain tapped against the dormitory windows. I ate nothing at dinner. My hands trembled when I lifted the glass of water.At eight-thirty I stood in front of the narrow mirror above my sink and studied my reflection. The blouse was crisp and white, the skirt pleated and short, the cardigan buttoned to my throat. Beneath it all I was naked. My nipples pressed visibly against the thin cotton. If anyone looked closely they would see.At eight-fifty I slipped out of the dormitory and made my way through the dim corridors.Victor Hale stood beside the massive desk. His black trousers were fastened. His gray eyes lifted the instant I entered.“Close the door.”I obeyed. The lock clicked behind me.He studied me in silence for several long seconds.“Take off the cardigan.”My fingers shook as I unbuttoned it and let it fall to the floor. The blouse beneath was thin enough that my nipples were clearly visible, hard peaks press

The rain had not stopped for two days. It hammered against the leaded windows of Blackthorn Academy like it wanted to wash the old stones clean. I stood at the edge of my narrow dormitory bed, already dressed in the regulation uniform.Tonight was different.Tonight I will not return to this bed.I slipped out at eight-forty, the same time as every night before, and made my way through the dim corridors. My shoes whispered against the floor. When I reached the heavy door I did not hesitate. I pushed it open and stepped inside.Victor Hale sat on the desk, drink in hand, sleeves rolled to his elbows. A small leather overnight bag rested on the corner of the desk. He turned when I entered, gray eyes sweeping over me with that same deliberate weight.“Close the door.”I obeyed. The lock clicked.“Strip for me.”My hands moved without hesitation. I stood before him completely bare, nipples hard, cunt already wet. Hale circled me slowly, fingers trailing across my bare skin… shoulder, s