Honor Thy Teacher (10 page)

We rode in silence. She stared out the window at all the people in the streets. Emma’s face looked sad and like she was a million miles away. I placed my hand on her leg to comfort her. I could have said something to make her feel better, but words failed me.
I was too lost in wondering why it bothered me so badly.
I
don’t
like to see any woman hurting.
N
ot outside of the bedroom at least.
This was different and it fucking scared me.
I was struggling to convince myself that the attraction I had was purely physically, but watching her sad and withdrawn had stirred up emotions in me that I
didn’t
know I was capable of feeling.

My mind quickly moved to the note. If someone wanted to hurt me, I was sure I had given
them
ample reason.
If they wanted to hurt Emma
…
I let the thought fade away.

When we made it to my home the air hung thick with her sadness. I placed my hand on the small of her back as I guided her up the dark stairwell. She
didn’t
speak and I didn’t push her. I had no right to ask her what was going on. I excuse myself to my room to grab something for her to wear. I needed a moment to think. I raked my hands through my hair trying to figure out what I could do to help her take her mind off what she must be feeling.
I could take away her pain. I could make her forget.
But
who was going to take my pain away?
I left my room with a new resolve. I wanted her to feel anything but how she fel
t at this moment. I wanted her to know I was hurting too. Her slight rejection earlier still stung.

I left my room and made my way towards her.

“I want to show you something.” She did not respond. Her eyes searched the cavernous room. “Come on” I coaxed her. Her eyes fell back to me, but not really looking at me. I walked slowly to the other side of the living room. The soft sound of her feet padding behind me on the wood floor was the only sound I could hear over my heartbeat that thudded in my ears.

We reached the elevator doors and I took a deep breath before opening it. If she ran from me now it would be my undoing. I stepped inside. She hesitated for a brief moment then joined me. We rode silently, side by side to the floor above.

The doors opened to the large dark room. I wrapped my arms around her waist and guided her forward, be
gging her silently not to run. I felt her body tense under my fingertips. I wanted to make her feel at ease. I wanted her to submit herself to me fully so she could forget about the sadness and just feel taken care of.

“What is this?” She asked, her voice stronger than I expected.

“This is where I play” I felt an involuntary chill run through the length of her body.

Chapter
Sixteen

My hand snaked up her body to her throat. I could feel the blood pulsing through the thin skin of her neck as I leaned closer to inhale the scent of flowers wafting from her hair. After everything, I had begun to feel again. I wanted to be with her, to share this with her. My mind thought of her messages and the threat I had received. I was losing my control and I fucking hated it.

She turned
her head
slowly to face me, her warm breath blowing across my face.

“I want to hurt you.”
I had never felt so open, so raw. She
didn’t
run, didn’t pull away.

“Maybe I want to be hurt.” The words surprised me. I went rigid against her, wondering if I had dreamed it. My body responded, my mouth finding hers. I slipped my hand into her hair and pulled her lips tighter against mine, unable to get enough of her sweet taste.
I wanted to drink in as much of her as possible before she realized I was nothing more than a mistake. My own thoughts cut me like a knife.

“Get on your knees.” I panted and she immediately obeyed, dropping before me. Her eyes floated up to mine as she waited expectantly. I began undoing my belt, watching her. She
didn’t
move, didn’t look away. I unbuttoned my pants and slowly undid the zipper. “Take me in your mouth.” My hand slipped back into her long silky hair. Her hands slid inside my boxer briefs and slowly tugged downward until I was bare in front of her. She gazed at me, unsure of what to do. I wrapped my free hand around myself and pushed forward, the tip of my cock against her warm parted lips. Her eyes locked onto mine again as her tongue slowly pushed back against me. I shuttered, unable to keep from showing how badly I wanted her.
I rocked my hips again. This time, her lips parted and she let me slide easily inside her warm mouth. Her tongue swirled and circled down my length as I continued to push into her. I licked my lips, wanting to taste her just the same. She began to move faster, her eyes not looking away for even a second.
I was completely in control, yet powerless against her. She had done things to me that no other woman had. I craved her. “Stop” The word flew out of my mouth breathy and unsure. She
didn’t
respond at first.  I gripped tighter onto her hair, holding her back. I tugged gently, and she slowly rose to her feet. I
couldn’t
let go, couldn’t trust myself to let her go. I took my free hand and slid it down over the curve of her hip, dipping it between the
apex
of her thighs. Her breath was ragged.

“Please” she begged and I nearly came at the sound of her voice. I held tightly to her hair, not wanting to give over the only thing I had.
Control.

“I like it when you beg.”
He
chest rose and fell rapidly at my words. I began walking her backwards towards the wall, our eyes locked on one another. Her back hit the wall and she let a small moan escape her lips. I released her hair and grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it up roughly over her head.
My fingers slowed as I found the button of her jeans and undid them. “You will need a safe word.” I leaned in closer, letting her feel my breath across her lips. Her eyes grew wide.

“A safe word?”
  She seemed not to understand.

“In case you want me to stop.” A small hint of a smile ghosted across her face. I knew stopping was the last thing she wanted, but she had no idea what was to come.

“I don’t think…” She began. I placed a finger over her
lips to keep her from over thinking it.

“It’s just in case.” I reassured her. My breath was ragged and I
didn’t
know how much longer I could carry on this conversation.

“Flower” She said quickly, her words unsure. I
couldn’t
help but laugh. I had long associated the smell of flowers with her beautiful body.

“Flower” I repeated. My lips met hers, hungrily. Her body responded, pushing against me. Her hands fell to my waist and she began tugging at my undone belt. I grabbed her wrists and pushed her hands above her head. I leaned closer, capturing her bottom lip between my teeth, tugging gently. “Now the real fun begins.”
I had already broken too many of my rules. I needed to regain my power. I pulled her arms higher, feeling for the metal cuffs above her. I slipped her wrists inside them and tightened them enough to keep her captive. I pulled back from her reluctantly, wanting to admire the beauty that was
her
. I dreamed about what she would look like, chained against my wall. It was better than I expected.
Pure submissive perfection.
“You look incredible.” I
couldn’t
hide the smile from my face. She was staring at me, waiting. I felt like she could see into the depths of my soul. I pulled a small cloth from my back pocket and stepped back against her. I kissed her softly as I tied the small scrap of fabric over her eyes.
I
pulled away, wanting to drink
her in. I watched as she tugged gently against the restraints, her chest rising and falling heavily.

“William?” My name rolled off her tongue like silk. I broke myself from my trance and leaned in close enough that I knew she felt my body heat.

“Patience” I whispered in her ear, her body arching at my words. I ran my fingers lightly down the inside of her thigh. She quivered under my touch. When I reached her ankle, I tugged on it gently, pulling her legs wider. I grabbed a shackle attached to the floor and secured it around her. I did the same to her other leg. I took my time running the tips of my fingers back up the inside of her legs, stopping at the apex of her thighs.

“This belongs to me now.”  She was damp against me and I used her slickness to ease my fingers inside of her. She was panting. “Tell me that you belong to me.” Her breathing grew more ragged but she
didn’t
answer. “Tell me!” 
I hissed, my jaw clenched.
I needed to hear the words.

“I belong to
you
” She moaned, her hips pulling down towards my fingers. I laughed quietly to myself, wondering what I had done to deserve her.

“Good girl” I breathed into her neck as I trailed kisses down her collarbone. I moved lower, he
r
back arched as I reached her chest. I circled her nipple with my tongue then lightly bit with my teeth. She cried out, struggling to free herself. I wa
ited, hoping not to hear her utt
er the safe word. She
didn’t
say anything and I continued t
o kiss my way down her stomach, gripping her hips tightly in my hands. I reached to the small shelf beside me and grabbed one of my favorite toys. I clicked it on and it began
to slowly hum
. I placed it lightly against her skin, her head jerked down towards it. I could feel her pulse quicken. I slid it up her stomach and around her breast. Her nipple grew tight and budded against it.

“Have you ever played with one of these before?” I asked. She bit her lip and shook her head no. The thought of being her first in so many ways excited me like nothing else. I trailed it back down her abdomen. Her muscles tightened as it tickled her. I kept my eyes on her face as I let it brush against her wet sex. She pulled down on the restraints, the sensation becoming too much for her. “Shhh” I whispered in her ear, not wanting her to hurt herself. I moved it slowly back and forth. Her hips began to rock, matching my rhythm. I hovered my lips above hers, breathing in her quiet panting. “Do you want me to make you come?” Her breathing stopped for a split second.

“Yes” She cried, leaning forward. I pulled back, unable to give her any control over the situation. I slid the toy faster, moving it effortlessly in
her own
juices.

“Yes what?” I asked as her body writhed against it.

“Yes, Sir” Her moan came out low and breathy. I pulled the toy back, not wanting her to come so quickly. She opened her mouth to protest and I slid the toy inside.
She pulled back but her head was against the wall. I pressed my body against hers wanting her to feel what she did to me. Heat radiated from her entrance.