Honor Student

chapter Twelve

His words sent a jolt of pleasure through my body, to my most intimate of areas. I rubbed my hand slowly against him as he rocked his hips to meet my rhythm. “That’s enough fun for you. Now it’s my turn.” He said darkly as he pulled me over to the other side of floor into a small bedroom. “In here I am in charge. In here you belong to me.” He explained but his tone changed as he looked at me. “We will take it slow at first.” He said as he walked back over to me. My eyes danced over the room. It was crisp white with a giant bed in the center. A small dresser sat next to it and a chaise lounge sat on the opposite wall. He grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me passionately. I relaxed against him as his hands slid over my hips. I reached out and ran my fingers down his stomach but he grabbed me. “You can’t touch me unless I tell you to. Understand?” I nodded so he would continue to kiss me. I did not care what he said at this moment. All I wanted was to feel him against me.

His fingers slid under my t-shirt and I gasped for air. His mouth left mine as he watched me squirm under his touch. He pulled the shirt up over my head and stood back to look at me. I had not worn a bra that day and felt completely exposed. I crossed my arms over my chest to hide myself. “Move your arms. I want to see you.” He commanded. I slowly put them down at my sides, biting my lip, unable to look him in the eye. “Look at me!” he barked and my eyes shot up to meet his. He stepped closer, his fingers tugging at the waist of my jeans. He kissed my neck and his mouth trailed tiny kisses down my shoulder and onto my chest. His fingers quickly undid the button and zipper of my pants as he captured my nipple in his mouth. I sucked in a surprised breath. He glanced up at me, watching me as his tongue circled again and again. I pushed into him, wrapping my hands in his hair and tugging gently. “Bad girl” He said with mock disappointment. “I know how we can fix that.” He said as he licked his lips and pulled at the belt in his hands. “Lay down.” He commanded and motioned towards the bed. I slid by him, inhaling the wonderful smell of his cologne and crawled on to the oversized bed. It had a dark cherry finish and the head and footboard were slatted. He crawled over me and looked up and down my body as he slid the belt up my belly and over my chest. “Give me your hands.” He said quietly. I held my hands out in front of me. He pressed my wrists together and looped the belt around them, pulling them up above my head and slipping the belt through an opening in the headboard. “That’s better.” He whispered in my ear, kissing along my jaw then sliding his tongue into my mouth hard. I pushed back with my tongue as his hips grinded into me. His hands tugged at my jeans, sliding them farther down my hips, leaving my panties in place. My breathing quickened as his lips traveled down my body, sucking hard as he reached my nipple. I moaned loudly, bucking my hips against him.

“Shhh…” he whispered as he slid his hand inside of my pants rubbing over my panties. I moaned louder and his hand stopped. “I warned you.” He scolded with a sadistic smile. He pushed off me. “Roll over.” He commanded. I hesitated. “Now!” he said with his teeth clenched. I flipped over onto my stomach as my heart raced. He pulled my jeans off and threw them across the room. His hand slid over my backside several times, his fingers dipping between my legs and rubbing over my sex. Suddenly, his hand came down hard across my backside causing me to yell out in pain. “Shhh…” he said again as his hand came down harder. I bit my lip trying to hold back my screams. His hand slid soothingly over my wounded bottom. I felt his warm lips kiss me and then they were quickly replaced with his hand. I was able to hold back, taking the pain in. I wanted to scream at him but part of me wanted more of him. “Good girl.” He whispered into my ear and I could hear his pants unzip as he slid them off. “Now you get a reward.” His body lowered onto mine and I could feel his manhood against my most sensitive areas. He grinded his hips into mine and I pushed back, lifting my bottom. “You want me?” he asked.

“Yes” I breathed. His hips pushed into me harder.

“Yes what?” he asked, his breath tickling my ear.

“Yes, Sir” I replied in a low moan.

“Not yet.” He whispered and his body left mine. I did not like being tortured like this. I tugged at the belt to free my hands but they were bound too tightly. “Roll over.” He commanded and I slowly flipped back over. He stood on the side of the bed completely naked, his hand stroking himself as he licked his lips. “Spread your legs.” He demanded. I slid my feet apart slightly. “Wider!” he yelled angrily. I moved my legs farther apart as I watched him pleasuring himself. He crawled onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs. His free hand slid over my panties, rubbing over me as he mirrored the pace on himself. I grinded back against him, closing my eyes, completely lost in the pleasure. “Look at me.” He commanded, rubbing harder and faster. I gasped but kept from moaning. He leaned in closer kissing my inner thigh. It tickled and I tried desperately to pull my legs in closer but he pushed them back. He kissed slowly along my panty line, breathing hotly over me. He slipped his fingers inside my underwear. “You’re so very wet. I wonder how you taste.” He said as he pulled my panties off to the side slowly began teasing me with his tongue. I arched my back off the bed, trying desperately to get more of him. As I pushed, he thrust his finger inside of me. His tongue continued as his finger moved quicker and with more force. It took a moment to get used to but soon it became incredible. I matched his motions with my hips as he slid in another finger, preparing me for him. I rotated my hips and grinded against his mouth. My body began to shake as waves of pleasure rippled through me. It was like nothing I had ever felt. I lay still as the aftershocks of my orgasm pulsed through me. Mr. Honor moved up the length of my body and slowly pushed his weight on top of me. “You taste amazing. I want you to taste how amazing you are.” He said in a husky voice as his lips found mine. I tried to press my lips together but his tongue forced its way into my mouth. I could taste my salty sweet juices on his lips. I tried to make him stop but every time I struggled, he became more forceful. I bucked my hips against him and he grinded back into me. He looped his fingers in my panties and tugged at them, ripping them off my body. He pressed against my entrance, slowly. He was much larger than I had expected. He held still, partially inside of me as we kissed. When I relaxed my body, he slowly rocked his hips into me. After a few moments, I began to rock mine with his as he pushed deeper and deeper into me. “Harder?” he asked, making sure I could handle him.

“Yes” I breathed and he pushed his hips more forcefully against mine. I cried out and he continued grinding harder and harder into me until he was fully inside. I pulled desperately against the belt, wishing I could touch him.

He suddenly stopped, pulling himself out of me. I watched him as he grabbed at the dresser next to me and pulled a small foil packet from the drawer. He ripped it open and slid the condom down over himself in one quick motion. “If I get to rough you need to let me know.” I bit my lip and nodded. “Answer me!” he commanded.

“Yes, Sir” I breathed in a low moan. He pushed hard, filling me again as he rammed his body against mine. He did not try to be gentle. His thumb found my pleasure spot and he rubbed in small circles. I felt my body tightening around him and he moaned, clenching his jaw as he kept perfect rhythm. My body began to buck uncontrollably beneath him but he did not slow. As I came again he pushed harder and harder, collapsing on top of me as he panted in to my ear.

He lazily reached for the belt and freed my hands.