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I made her rise to her knees so she straddled me facing forward, positioned my dick and lowered her over it, pushing in. She was slick and tight, and I shoved in and started fucking her. “I’m going to do absolutely everything to you. I’ll break you in so good. I’ll teach you everything you need to know about working this dick. Your insides are going to form to the size and shape and feel of me. How would you like that, pet?”

“Yes, Mr. North,” she panted, and it got me going, fucking harder and deeper, all attempts at taking it slow gone.

Her legs were shaking when I shoved her to the ground, staying inside of her, on her back now humping into her relentlessly, a good hard ride, her cunt taking me and squeezing like it was made just for me. I pounded rigorously in and out of her, over and over, and shot my load deep inside of her womb.

I tried to be considerate after that, cleaning her up, and pulling her shirt back down and telling her to get to work on her homework with a little pat on her bare ass that almost had me shoving her back to the ground for another round, but I resisted, if only just.

Instead, I sat down beside her and made her go over each missing assignment she needed to finish from each class. We’d been making progress, but she still had a lot to work on.

Without her shifts at the diner every night after school, she should be able to manage it.

Maybe an hour later she got up to go to the bathroom and when she came back, I pushed her against my desk and fucked her again.

“I want to pull out and come on your tits this time, but I’m too addicted to coming in your pussy,” I panted into her ear as I pumped in and out in big, slick strokes. “I want to stuff you full. Fucking take it.”

“It’s new to me,” I got out as I thrusted in and out almost leisurely, “riding bareback and shooting my load inside of my territory.” I couldn’t keep one filthy, wild, misfired thought in my head around her. They all just spilled out as soon as I got my dick inside. “It feels so much better than anything I can remember. I don’t think I can stop. You’re going to be milking my cum into your pussy every minute we can spare of every day. It’s your job now. Being my sex pet. My filthy little fuck toy. How do you like that?”

“I love it, Carter,” she moaned. She was close to coming. “I love you.”

I turned her around and put both of her hands on the desk, grabbing her tits in both hands and shoving into her from behind. She was still tight as ever, but I forced my heavy length in with one long, relentless stroke.

I gripped her hips and rode her hard like she wasn’t new to this, taking my pleasure with heavy slams of my hips against her ass. She was so pliant, so sweet and submissive that it made me go a little mad. I just couldn’t get enough. I came so hard and deep and lost inside of her that my vision went fuzzy and my legs nearly gave out.

I watched as I dragged my wet cock out of her. She was sopping, from herself and my cum. I loved it. I could have taken her again right there. It was an effort not to start all over again, but I made myself hold onto one tiny bit of sanity. She wasn’t actually a toy for me to stick my dick in constantly, much as that very thought got us both off.

She was also my student, and I needed to help her stay on track to graduate.

I was weak, though, and I showered with her first. I cleaned us both, managing not to get too far off track through sheer force of will. I dried her myself, not letting her lift a finger, even putting her into a clean T-shirt, panties, and cheer shorts myself.

I tugged her back to my office, kissed her on the forehead, then ordered her to get back to her homework.

Perhaps I did have some sense left. The verdict was out.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

NOVA

I was getting strange looks at school on Monday, and I knew something was up by my first class.

No one was talking to me right away, but I could tell that they were talking about me.

It wasn’t until lunch when my friend Maddie clued me in. “There’s some nasty rumor going around that you have a sugar daddy,” she told me. My mind went back immediately to when Michelle had seen the Porsche and said something similar. I instantly had a sick feeling she’d started the rumor.

She was one of my oldest, closest friends though, so I knew I’d give her the benefit of the doubt before I jumped to any conclusions.

“Everyone’s talking about it,” Maddie continued. “People keep asking me about it, but I’ve been telling them it’s ridiculous.” She studied me. “It is ridiculous, right?”

“Of course,” I said, but it wasn’t even convincing to my own ears. Like most rumors, it did hold some of the truth. I did have an older man taking care of me now. I was sleeping with him, and he was supporting me financially. “Thanks for defending me.”

“Of course. Um, there’s also a rumor you’re driving around in some Porsche that’s worth like a hundred grand. Crazy, right?”

Again I had the sick feeling it was Michelle, but hoped I was wrong. I’d been parking far away from the school, but that didn’t mean someone else hadn’t spotted me with it. “Totally crazy,” I agreed weakly.

I thought things were bad enough, but as the day went on when I walked through the crowded halls I kept hearing snide little remarks that I knew were aimed my way, people talking about me loud enough for me to hear on purpose. They wanted me to hear. They thought I was trash, and I should know it and feel it.

I was even bumped hard by some girl I didn’t know, and when I said, “Excuse me,” to her out of habit she shot back, “Watch it, baby hooker.”

She said it so loudly it got a good laugh out of several people in the crowd.