Page 27 of Lessons in Touch

“I… I don’t know how,” I confess, but I don’t exactly understand what he wants from me.

He steps closer and kisses me.

“Mmm… Then I’ll teach you.”

Confidently, he pulls up a chair and sits down. And then he positions himself in front of the desk where I’m sitting, as though he is watching a show. Or a performance.

“Climb onto the desk. And face me.”

“Yes, Professor.”

I haul myself up and sit awkwardly, even though I don’t know what to do next.

“On all fours, Rose. That’s a good girl…”

I do as he tells me and wait for his next instruction.

“Now, place the book between your legs. Rub your pussy on it. Yes… That’s it. Slowly…”

I spread my thighs and start to move back and forth against the rough cover of the old book. My pussy is throbbing, and my mind is going blank. Gabriel watches me, and his cock is straining against his trousers.

“Yes, Rose. That’s it.”

He gets up and comes closer, brushing my bare ass with his hand. My nipples harden through my shirt, aching as I stroke faster. My wetness soaks the book, and my clit is pulsing. It feels painful with arousal.

I moan and keep my eyes on his.

“You’re perfect,” he says, and his words ignite me even more.

He unzips his pants and takes out his cock, which is swollen and dripping.

I continue to rub my pussy on the book, trying to pleasure myself. I’m desperate for his cock, but he won’t make it happen yet. Instead, he circles the desk and places himself behind me. I can feel the tip of his cock pushing against my pussy. His hands are firmly on my back, guiding my movements.

“Do you want my cock inside you?”

“Yes, please…”

“I told you that naughty girls get punished,” he replies lazily and continues to tease my pussy with the tip of his cock.

“Please… Professor, please…”

He leans down and licks my neck, from my ear to my shoulder. The sensation makes me tremble.

“No, little flower. My cock is only meant for good girls. It’s a reward. Are you a good girl? I don’t think so…”

“Mmm… I can’t… Please… Mmm… I’m so…”

My pussy is so swollen, I can hardly bare it. I feel like I’m releasing a waterfall of juice as I rub myself harder on the book. Gabriel’s cock is just at my entrance, his hands are on my bare back, and his tongue is licking the side of my neck.

But he still refuses.

“You have to earn it, Rose. You have to deserve my cock and the pleasure it gives.”

He bites my earlobe and then retreats. I can hear him zipping up his pants as he circles the desk again. Then, he rests in front of me. I watch as he pulls the book from between my legs and looks into my eyes.

“Enough. Stop.”

“No… Please… I’m so close… You can’t leave me like this.”