“That’s why I won’t be giving you any more. This is supposed to be a punishment.”

“But, sir—”

“Silence. Now I’ll be punishing you for arguing, too. Kneel in front of me.”

“Yes, Mr. Gallagher.”

She slid off his lap and knelt on the floor facing him. The stiff fabric of the short, pleated skirt still curled upward, revealing her naked ass. She could tell he was staring at it in the mirror on the wall behind her.

“You are a selfish little girl and need to learn how to respect the needs of others.” He took her hand and rested it on the front of his pants.

She drew in a breath at the feel of how hard and thick his erection was under the cloth.

“And, as you can tell, I have needs right now.” He raised an eyebrow. “What are you going to do about it?”

She stared at the huge bulge under her hand and licked her suddenly dry lips. “I’m going to meet your needs, sir.”

“And how are you going to do that?”

“I’m going to unzip your pants and wrap my hand around you. Then I’m going to take it in my mouth.”

He nodded. “Very good.”

She pulled down his zipper and slid her hand inside his pants. As soon as her fingers wrapped around his hot, smooth flesh, her insides melted and she felt the slickness between her legs. She drew him out and admired his thick, long erection.

“Oh, sir, it’s beautiful.” She stroked the length of it, the kid-leather soft skin gliding against her palm and fingers. She could see the need burning in his eyes.

She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his tip. Immediately, he glided his fingers through her hair.

“Take it in your mouth,” he said, his voice tight.

She opened and he drew her head down, until the entire crown was in her mouth. She swirled her tongue over him then sucked. He pressed her further down his shaft … and further. She had to relax and open to let him glide down her throat. Then he drew her back, his fingers tangled in her hair so she had to follow.

He pressed her forward and back, setting a rhythm. A few slow strokes, then several fast, then slow again. He was so hard and thick her throat ached with the effort of keeping it open and as relaxed as she could. Then he released her hair.

“Keep going.”

She continued the rhythm, her hand firmly wrapped around his root. Her other hand slid to his balls and she caressed them.

“Oh, fuck.”

He jerked into her and hot, salty liquid squirted into her throat. Filling her mouth. She kept bobbing on him as he groaned. When he slumped back, she sucked a little more, then drew back, relinquishing his spent cock from her mouth. She licked the semi-erect shaft, lapping at the smooth skin until every drop was gone. Then she licked some that had dribbled down his testicles. When she was done, she lifted her head.