8. Elliot
ELLIOT
H er big green eyes were glassy from crying, her long lashes wet and matted together. That broken look made my cock throb with excitement.
“What… what do I have to do?” she asked, sniffling as she kept those painfully beautiful eyes locked on me.
“I didn’t feel it was fair to ask everyone to do the same thing.
Some people are better at writing. Some are better at giving a speech.
Some prefer a visual presentation.” I tucked my hands into my pants pockets, hoping to hide the fact that I was excited.
I had her right where I wanted her. I just had to get her to agree.
“And what do you want me to do?”
I couldn’t help the way my lips turned upward. “Anything I want.”
Her face went slack as she took in my words. A long moment of silence stretched on as I watched her think about what that could mean. “O-OK… And what do you want?”
I shook my head. “I don’t think you’re understanding me.” I bent forward and placed both of my hands flat on the arm of her chair as I leaned in to cage her. Her breath hitched, and the smell of her floral perfume wafted to me, making me inhale deeply. She smelled like heaven.
“I want you to do whatever I want. If I say grade these papers, I want you to grade these papers. If I say to drop to your knees and suck my cock until you’re choking on my come, I expect you to open wide. Do you understand?”
Her eyes were wide with fear, and her mouth had fallen open in disbelief. She was shaking her head slightly, but I knew she wasn’t telling me no. She was confused and surprised. I planned on making sure she fully understood what she was agreeing to before I’d let her leave.
“I… I don’t. I can’t,” she stuttered, still shaking her head.
I let out a long breath as I stood up straight. I grabbed a ruler from my desk and cracked it off the edge, causing a sharp, earsplitting sound to echo around the room. “Pay attention!”
She jumped, and her back straightened.
“You have two options here. Option A: Leave this office immediately, return to your dorm or apartment, and pack, as you’ll be banned from school property first thing tomorrow morning.
Or option B: Agree to my terms, give me everything I ask for.
I’ll bury this paper so deep that it will never be found, and you’ll get passing grades the rest of the year, meaning you’ll no longer be on academic probation. ”
I perched myself on the edge of my desk. “So, what’ll it be, Eve?”
She wet her lips, and I watched as her hands trembled.
It wasn’t a secret that she had a little crush on me all those years ago.
I bet she even had little schoolgirl fantasies of me.
Giving me what I wanted would be giving herself something she’s always wanted.
However, it wouldn’t be at all pleasurable for her. I’d enjoy it either way, though.
“If I do everything you say, you won’t turn me in for cheating, you’ll leave me alone in class, and you’ll make sure everything I turn in has a good enough grade that I won’t be put on academic probation?” Her bottom lip wobbled as she stared at me with glistening eyes.
“That’s correct.”
“You’ll have me grading papers?” She fidgeted with a string on her skirt.
“Probably, amongst other things.” I stood and started to pace.
“What kind of things?” Her voice was so soft I could barely hear her.
I shrugged. “I might have you stay late and do some cleaning around the classroom. Those janitors never clean very well.”
“OK. What else?”
“I might have you run some errands for me. Pick up my dry-cleaning, wash my car, be my little gopher, that sort of thing.”
“OK, I-I can do that,” she agreed.
That’s when I stepped up behind her. Just having me stand so close to her made her spine straighten. I bent down, putting my lips to her ear. “I wasn’t joking about sucking my dick on command either.” I nipped her earlobe, and she shot up out of her chair.
She spun around to face me, completely taken off guard. “What is this? Why are you doing this, Elliot?”
I grinned in excitement as I shrugged. “You need something from me, and I want something from you. It’s an even trade.”
“I thought you hated me. For months, you’ve made my life a living hell.”
I glared at her, shifting gears quickly. “I do hate you, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t want those sexy lips wrapped around my cock every time my dick becomes hard.”
She clenched her teeth, making her jaw flex, but she lifted her chin, almost in defiance. “Is that all you’ll ask me to do?”
I took a step toward her. “No. I’ll take anything I want,” I warned her.
Reaching out, I wrapped my hand around her slender neck, holding her in place as I trailed the tip of my nose across her cheekbone, over to her ear.
“You’ll be mine, Evelyn,” I whispered. “A little toy for me to tease, to fuck , to play with and make squirm.” I kissed the sensitive skin just below her ear, and she let her head fall to the side slightly, giving me more access.
“Something tells me that you want to be my little plaything. Don’t you?
” I pulled back just enough to look into her eyes.
My hand moved from her throat to the base of her skull. The other rested just below her ear.
Her plump lips were red and slightly swollen from biting on them.
I was so fucking close that I had to taste them.
I leaned in and pressed my mouth to hers.
She didn’t push me away, and she didn’t jerk back.
She held completely still as I sucked on her bottom lip, causing her to shiver.
“Have you ever been with an older man, Evelyn?”
She took a shaky breath before breathing out softly against my lips, “N-No.”
I chuckled. “Oh, the things I’ll teach you.
” I released her, but I didn’t pull away.
I stood directly in front of her with only an inch between us.
My eyes burned into hers. I moved my hand down her arm until I was able to take her hand in mine.
“I don’t have to like you to want to own you.
Now, what do you say? Are you going to be a good girl and do whatever your professor asks? ”
When she didn’t answer me, I put her hand over my hard cock. “Do you feel that, Evelyn? That’s all for you.” I felt her fingers twitch against me as she tried to pull her hand away. I gripped her tighter and gave her a little jerk that made her cry out.
“I… don’t know if I can.”
Hearing those words was like having someone pour ice water down the back of my neck after spending the day outside in the heat. The coldness was shocking and angering. Didn’t she see that I was her saving grace? Without me, she was screwed, but with me, she’d at least get fucked.
I let go of her hand, and it fell away from my groin. She was breathless, her chest rising and falling quickly.
“You have until next class period to make a decision. Come this time on that day, if you’re not on your knees for me in this very spot, sucking my dick to seal this deal, I’ll be taking that paper to Dean Harrison. Is that understood?”
She swallowed and nodded her head once, her plump bottom lip still trembling.
I took a step back, giving her room to leave my office. I let her walk to the door before calling out to her. “Evelyn?”
She turned to look over her shoulder at me.
“Don’t be late.”
She ripped her eyes from mine and pushed her way out the door, the tears cascading down her cheeks again.
Guilt slammed into me the moment the door closed behind her, but I shoved it away.
Fuck her tears.
I didn’t see her on campus the next day, but she returned the following day. Since we had classes on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I figured she took Tuesdays and Thursdays off for working or maybe for crying. I didn’t know, and I didn’t care.
I watched her with every chance I got on Wednesday, wanting to see if I could pick up on any clues that would tell me what she’d decide.
The only thing that I could tell for sure was that the dipshit across the room was into her, and I thought she may have been into him as well.
I felt the acid in my stomach boil in anger when she walked into class wearing a black pleated skirt that swayed from side to side with every step.
She was wearing a tight purple sweater. It hugged her tits nicely, and it was just short enough to show a sliver of her flat stomach, her almond-shaped belly button on display for all to see.
He liked what he saw. In fact, I think I saw him drool when she walked past.
That skirt was sexy as fuck, but I went from six to midnight when she took her seat, and her knees parted just slightly in the process of crossing her legs, allowing me a flash of her pink panties. I clenched my teeth and turned my head away, not wanting to let her see exactly what she did to me.
She was gorgeous, that much was easy to see, but I wasn’t sure what turned me on more: wanting to fuck her over in order to get my revenge on her brother or breaking all the rules for the sake of fucking her in every position known to man.
Either way, waiting for her answer made for the longest two days of my life.
After I finished with my classes, I went to my office to get some work done, hoping to kill some time.
I had hours to wait, and I was anxious. I prayed she didn’t try taking my proposal to the dean herself, but I didn’t think she would.
Deep down, I knew she was too scared. She’d have to admit she’d cheated.
She’d get kicked out regardless. She’d always been a good girl, a rule follower, and giving me what I wanted wasn’t exactly following the rules. I could understand her fears.
I worked while watching the minutes tick away on the clock. Around five P.M., there came a knock on my door.
“Come in,” I called out.
My door opened, and she walked in. My brows lifted in surprise. I figured she’d wait until the absolute last minute.
“Can I have a seat?” She asked softly.
I nodded toward the chair, and she walked closer and sat in front of me. She crossed her legs, drawing my eyes to them. I couldn’t wait to have my face buried between those creamy thighs.
“I-I’ll do it. I’ll accept your deal.”
That snapped me out of my daze. “You will?”
She nodded. “I don’t have any other choice. I mean, I have a choice, but it’s not really a choice at all. Not if I want to stay in school. I worked too hard to let it all slip through my fingers now. So…“I’ll do it.” She wiped quickly at the tears slipping down her cheeks.
I looked into her green eyes. “Do you understand what you’re getting yourself into?”
She nodded, her answer soft. “Yes.”
“And you’re OK with it?” I asked, pushing my chair back and standing.
“This is college. I-I’m supposed to be exploring and trying new things,” she said as I walked around my desk and her chair. “I-I’ve never been with anyone before.” Her words were so soft I barely heard them, but there they were.
She was a virgin.
Even fucking better.
I chuckled at that as I stood behind her, amped up at this new bit of information.
“Oh, I plan on teaching you some things.” I placed my hand on her shoulder, expecting to feel her muscles tighten beneath her skin, but she seemed more relaxed than the night when we were alone.
I dragged my fingers down her collarbone to the center of her chest. I paused before running them downward.
When her shirt cut me off, I let my hand fall away. “I’ll break you in easy,” I promised.
She let out a long, shaky breath, her small body trembling.
I moved around her, sitting on the edge of my desk. “First thing I want you to do is to clean my office.”
She looked around, confused. “It’s not messy.”
There was a stack of papers on the corner, and I pushed them onto the floor. The largest part of the papers landed with a thud, but several fluttered about, scattering. “What was that?”
She frowned at me, but then she stood and moved down to the floor. I stood back, watching as she basically crawled around on my floor, picking up the papers. Every time she reached for a paper, that skirt moved higher up her thigh.
“Pull your skirt up a little. I want to see some skin while you clean.” I moved around my desk and took my seat, watching as she did exactly as she was told.
She pulled her skirt up just enough so that when she bent forward, her ass would poke out the bottom of her skirt.
My cock throbbed, wanting a piece of her after waiting so long.
But just like before, when I wanted to enjoy making her fail my class, I wanted to enjoy every moment that led up to me thrusting inside her virgin pussy.
“There,” she said, stacking the papers back up on the corner of my desk. “What now?”
“Lose the sweater.”
She flinched. “I-I thought you said you’d go slow?”
“No, I said I’d break you in easy. And that’s exactly what I’m doing.
I’m not touching. I’m simply looking, but I can always go back on my word if I wish.
The deal is, you do as I say, when I say.
No arguing. You argue, you tell me no, and the deal is off.
” I leaned back in my chair. “Now, do I need to repeat myself, or are you going to take off that goddamn sweater?”