Page 42 of Such a Bad Girl

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Page 42 of Such a Bad Girl

‘Do you know how easy it would be to push us through those curtains?’ Henry rasped. ‘Show everyone how much you love being stuffed full of your professor's cock?’

‘God, I love it. So fucking much.’

‘I know you do, you little filth monger.’ Pleasure built in quickening waves, my cheeks flushed hot, the muffled ceremony still droning behind the aging curtains..

The house key pressed an imprint into my hand, its tiny sting heightening the heady rush of being fucked on the edge of discovery.

If those curtains opened, Henry would be fired. I’d be disgraced.

The mere thought had me on the edge of orgasm.

‘That’s it, my bad girl. Come for your professor. It’s the last time you’ll get to.’

Sticky fingers clamped over my mouth as I came in a panting, moaning mess. Henry followed with a harsh jerk of his hips and a pulse of heat flooding between my thighs.

As his fingers slid to my throat, feeling my pulse as he so loved to do, I reached into the bag I hidden beneath my gown.

‘I have a gift for you too, Sir,’ I whispered, enjoying the way his fingers dug against my throat.

‘Mmm?’ He murmured, dazed.

I turned, and in one swift movement, plunged the needle into the side of his neck.

‘Ow!’ He flinched, clutching the spot. ‘Bex, what the fuck?’

It took only a moment for the sedative to affect his muscles, sending him stumbling. I lowered him to his back, pants round his ankles, and that gloriously pierced dick on show.

‘Darling,’ I whispered, leaning over to kiss him. ‘I’ll see you at home.’

Leaving the syringe by his head, I stood above him, letting his hot cum splatter onto his angry face.

‘You can’t leave me here like this,’ he hissed, limbs twitching with barely restrained fury.

‘Don’t worry sweetie, it’s a low dose. You’ll be up within the hour.’

‘You’d better fucking run.’ The growl in his voice still made my heart flutter.

‘Oh, I will.’

‘It’s a good thing I love you, you unhinged, filthy little slut.’

‘Catch me if you can, Sir.’

I left the stage, fingers grazing the electronic curtain pull, temptation sparking in my chest.


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