Be My Everything by Ella Jade Page A

“Such a
dirty little girl.”
    He moved his hand over her cheeks and gave one a firm
squeeze, waving the ruler in her face.
    “Maybe I should spank you?” He moved her closer to the desk.
“Turn around and put your hands on the desk.”
    She did as she was told and once she was in position, he stood
up and raised her skirt.
    “A bad girl like you will probably enjoy this,” he whispered
against her neck. “Count,” he demanded and then struck her once on the ass with
the ruler.
    “One,” she whispered.
    “Louder.” He hit her again.
    “Two,” she spoke up.
    He swatted her one last time and she screamed out the final
smack. He placed the ruler on the desk and ran his hand over her ass, rubbing
the red marks left behind before slipping his hand between her thighs.
    “Ah.” She sighed.
    “You are a dirty girl, aren’t you?” He ran his finger over
her wet slit. “You liked my ruler, didn’t you?”
    He turned her around and sat her on the desk as he moved to
stand between her legs, wrapping them around his waist. His dick was screaming
to be freed, but not yet, he thought. He wanted to work her up before he
delivered his final punishment.
    Luke unbuttoned her blouse and ran his fingertips over her
exposed nipples. She was already so aroused, and he couldn’t stop himself from
leaning down and running his tongue over her. He pushed her tits up and closer
to his face as he licked and sucked as much as he could. He moved one hand down
between her legs and under her skirt, rubbing her moist pussy. He could smell
her delicious scent, and it was driving him crazy.
    He pulled his fingers out of her and moved them up to her
mouth, spreading her juices over her bottom lip before moving close to her face
and sucking her wet lip into his mouth.
    “You taste so good.”
    She ground into his cock. He quickly grabbed her hands,
pushed her back on the desk, and held them over her head. She was breathing so
heavily it was making her breasts heave forward. He rubbed his jean clad dick
over her bare pussy. She closed her eyes and threw her head to the side. He
leaned down and kissed and bit her neck as he continued to dry hump her. He
kept her wrists in one hand while he used the other to free his cock from its
confines. It was pressed in between them and throbbing against his stomach. He
reached down and moved the tip of it inside her slit.
    “You want my cock?”
    “Yes, Mr. Cain,” she begged.
    He pushed it deeper, but didn’t move. She squirmed trying to
free her hands from his tight hold.
    “You were such a bad girl,” he said. “Maybe you don’t
deserve my cock.”
    “Please,” she moaned. “I’ll behave.”
    He pushed in just a bit deeper and thrust one time before
stopping. She tightened her grip on his hips with her legs, trying to draw him
closer. She was so hot and wet, and it was taking everything he had to draw
this agony out.
    “I’m still not sure you’re worthy of my dick.” He smiled.
“But I shouldn’t be punished for your indiscretions.”
    He slammed his hips back and forth until he was finally
moving deep inside her.
    “God! You’re so fucking tight.” He pounded into her.
    The sweat was dripping down his neck and back as he relentlessly
fucked her. She was moaning and screaming out incoherent phrases, but the one
word that stood out the clearest for him was “sorry”. She repeated it over and
over again. He could hear the remorse in her voice.
    They were both so close now, and he knew all he’d have to do
was reached in between them and stroke her clit, but he had one last point to
prove. With his free hand he grabbed her face, holding it in place as he leaned
down and roughly kissed her lips. It was as if time was standing still. He
didn’t know what came over him. He was so caught up in her that he lost focus
and let instinct take over. He wanted to keep kissing her, and he really wanted
to bring her pleasure, but she needed to learn her place.
    “You are here for my