“Keep in mind the munch? Your outfit, and so they have been speaking about role-playing. You because the naughty scholar and me because the imply professor.” He really blushes and it causes my coronary heart to just about explode in my chest. It’s beating so quick. He wraps his arms round my waist and tugs me nearer. “I can’t cease fascinated about that.”

My eyes widen. “You’re in luck. I introduced the plaid skirt. It’s in my bag.”

“Oh, thank god. Go dress and I’ll arrange the lounge as my classroom.”

I rush to Paxton’s room and discover my plaid skirt to play the a part of the naughty scholar. I smile on the considered being a brat for Paxton. Will he spank me?

Or worse?

I’m not into ache, but when Paxton’s the one administering it, it is likely to be okay.

I don’t have the fishnet stockings, however I’ve a white halter prime that goes completely with the skirt. I rush into the ensuite lavatory and pull my hair into two ponytails.

“Don’t chuckle,” Paxton says as I stroll into the lounge. He’s standing in entrance of a whiteboard with Professor Atwood written in blue EXPO marker. Immediately, I get turned on. “I had this whiteboard within the closet as a result of we have been utilizing it for beer concepts one night time throughout a brainstorming session.”

“Sounds so critical,” I say, strolling additional into the lounge.

He’s moved the desk, which is generally pushed into the nook of his lounge, into the center of the room, proper in entrance of the whiteboard. For those who squint your eyes, it appears like a small classroom. Nicely, a classroom for one scholar.

“It was critical. We got here up with a variety of beer concepts earlier than we acquired drunk and ended up wrestling round as a substitute. It’s how that lamp you gave me for Christmas one 12 months acquired damaged.”

“You stated you unintentionally knocked it over when a loopy cat rushed into your residence while you have been bringing dwelling groceries.”

He rubs in the back of his neck. “Busted. Yeah, it broke from ingesting an excessive amount of with my brothers.”

I twirl my hair as I stare at him. “Will you ever develop up, Professor Atwood?”

He sucks in a breath. “Rattling, I may need to rethink my profession selections as a result of I such as you calling me that.”

I give him a pouty look and bat my lashes at him. “Professor Atwood,” I say in a breathy whisper.

“Fuck,” he growls out, closing his eyes. His eyes snap again open and roam over my physique. “You look scorching as fuck in that skirt. It’s my most favourite factor.” He factors to the chair. “Sit down and prepare on your lesson.”

I lean into my function and push him a bit. “What if I don’t wish to sit down? What if I don’t need any lesson in any respect?”

Paxton appears shocked by my phrases however recovers properly. He inches nearer. “Then I should bend you over the desk and punish you.”

My physique tightens right into a knot of need. “Punish me how?” I ask, nonetheless in a horny pout. I bat my lengthy lashes as soon as once more.

Paxton breaks character to say, “You’re turning me on so badly, Hart.”

“Professor Atwood, you could possibly lose your job for saying one thing like that.” I sit down within the chair and gaze up at him.

He cracks his neck to the facet. “Nicely, I wouldn’t be vulnerable to dropping my job in case you weren’t so fucking tempting.”

“It’s not my fault.” I’m loving this. Loving the best way Paxton’s inexperienced eyes darken when he appears at me.

“It’s your fault, and that’s why I’m going to punish you. Stand.”

I carry a forehead. “What if I say no?”

He crops each palms on my desk and leans over, nearly nostril to nostril. “We will do that the exhausting means, or the straightforward means. However I counsel you do as I say. Lean over the desk and get your ass within the air, so I can spank you for being the naughtiest scholar within the historical past of scholars.”

I choke down a puff, though I’m completely turned on. Each cell in my physique hums with arousal. “What if I would like it the exhausting means?” I ask, drawing out the phrase exhausting.

His eyes flare with lust. “Oh, imagine me, Hart, I’ve been exhausting for you all day.”

Now it’s my flip to interrupt character. “Actually?”

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