School might be out in some places, but there’s always time for a lesson. Check out this spicy snippet:
His upper lip curled. “What makes you so special?”
“I never said that.”
“Didn’t you? Everyone else in this class is willing to do work they find boring because it’s part of life. You’re the only one who thinks she’s above a little hard work.”
“I work plenty hard!” I jumped to my feet and went to the door. “Maybe I should go to the dean and tell him how you treat your students. How’d you like that?”
“You’re one student out of hundreds, and not even a good one at that. You’re nothing but an entitled brat who never would have been admitted here if her father hadn’t made a sizable donation.”
My mouth dropped open. No one ever talked to me this way. I wanted to smack that condescending smirk off his face but… god, why was I so turned on by this?
“You won’t get away with this,” I said.
“With what? Telling the truth? As if anyone could ever blame me. I bet your father would give a medal to the first person who could teach you a real lesson.”
“It certainly wouldn’t be you.” I bit down on my tongue. I wasn’t even sure that made sense.
“Oh no? How about you lock that door and come back over to my desk. If you can submit to twenty minutes of my punishment, then I’ll give you a glowing letter of recommendation. What do you say?”
No, obviously. What a pig. What kind of girl did he take me for?
“Do it, Lila,” he said. “No one else on this campus will give you a recommendation. It’s your only chance.”
That couldn’t be true. But still, I hesitated to leave. For some reason, I found myself locking the door.
What exactly did he mean by punishment? Part of me insisted that it had to be extra credit assignments because a professor couldn’t do anything else to his students. But the way he was looking at me…
“I really need that letter of recommendation,” I said.
“Keep telling yourself that. But I don’t believe it for a minute. I’ve seen the way you’ve flaunted your body around, desperate for me to notice you.”
“I never did that!” My cheeks were burning hot. He rolled his eyes and leaned back against his desk.
“I’m guessing a princess like you wasn’t disciplined much growing up,” he said. “That’s why you need so much of it now.”
I just wanted to punch him in his smug, condescending face. He thought he knew everything. I should have left right then and reported him for… I didn’t know. Something. But for some reason I couldn’t fathom, a part of me wanted to experience what he had to offer. Tingles radiated out of my pussy at the thought of this big, strong man taking me and making me his.
“Come over here,” he said. My legs obeyed before the rest of my body got the message. “Plant your hands on the desk and lean forward.”
“What’s going to happen?” I asked.
“You’re going to take your punishment.”