“You can fight me on this if you want,” he tells me. “I think you’ll like that. But no matter what you do, all our lessons are going to end with me holding you down, fucking you. Matter of fact, that’s another rule. Teacher’s always going to dominate you and make you come. You’re always going to learn his lesson.”

I test his words and try to throw an elbow back at him, and he immediately punishes me by withdrawing his hand and yanking my jeggings and my panties down to my ankles. After that, he grabs both my arms and pins them to the door with one hand manacled around my wrists. Then he uses his heavy weight to do the same thing to the rest of my body.

“Good, angel, good,” he croons with a dark chuckle. I can feel him unbuckling his pants behind me. “I like that you’re trying to fight….”

A glint of foil moves past my eye line, and the hand wrapped around my wrists twist to help the other one tear open a condom package. More movement behind me, and then his rigid erection covered in thin rubber presses into my bare backside while his other hand finds the crevice between my legs.

More hot and filthy words get spoken into my ear. “I like this hair you’re growing on your pussy because you’ve been out here so long. I like that you’re already so fucking wet I could slide right in this sweet cunt real easy. I like knowing how bad you want this. Same as me.”

He’s right. I want this. I want him. I’ve never wanted anything so much in my whole life.

I squirm as much as I can with his body pinning me the way it is, and I whimper into the door.

“You got a lot of conflicting needs, don't you?” He says with a wry chuckle. “You want to fight back, but you don't want anyone to get in trouble. You want a nice yellow house and the life that goes with it. But you also want me, the crazy devil. You don’t want to truly be helpless, but you want to feel helpless. You want to feel helpless underneath me. And that’s okay, angel. I understand what you want. I understand what you need. I'm here to give it to you. Now take this lesson.”

He shoves inside, filling me up in an instant, making me gasp out at his invasion’s sweet sting. Then he fists one hand in my hair and starts fucking me against the door.

No more talking, just fucking. Him giving me the punishment I deserve. The punishment I need. My body goes up in flames even faster than the clothes in the fire pit. Soon, I'm gasping. With the friction of the door rubbing against my clit, I’m getting close, so close.