Free Hot for Teacher by Dominique Adair Page B

her toes. Her entire body was a sexual organ, and the arousal was slow and thick as it moved through her limbs.
    But he never increased the pace.
    “You feel so good, Jane.” His mouth was soft when he kissed her. “Close your eyes and feel me.”
    When she did, the slow glide in and out of her body grew richer and more complex. Each new sensation was sweeter, hotter and even more arousing. Her body was on fire, and her pussy clenched tight around his cock. She heard his indrawn breath, and she opened her eyes. He was watching her with an intensity that was as disturbing as it was sexy.
    “Archer, I need to come.”
    “I’m not stopping you.” He bit her throat.
    “I need…”
    What did she need? She was being penetrated, and the friction he’d created was incredible but a little more oomph would hit the spot.
    Pardon the pun.
    Her nails raked down his back to his ass as she zeroed in on his anus. Pressing her finger against the tight ring, Jane gasped when his hips slammed against hers.
    “Yeah, baby,” she panted. “Fuck me hard.”
    She plundered his ass, and her fingers stretched and stroked him hard. The rougher she was, the harder he thrust as any attempt to maintain a rhythm was lost. Her cry was high and sharp, as her orgasm washed over her. It was slow and protracted. Each wave seemed to take twice as long to peak leaving her shaking. By the time Archer joined her, she’d lost count of the number of times she’d come. Her body had morphed into one big erogenous zone and anywhere he touched hummed like a tuning fork.
    As they dressed Jane was forced to dig into her cache of clothing she kept in the bathroom. Archer had destroyed her favorite Cavalli skirt and she had no desire to drive home with her bare ass on a leather car seat. When she walked out of the bathroom, he caught her with a kiss.
    “Jane, that was amazing.”
    “The master of understatement.” She smiled.
    He tweaked her nipple with his thumb. “When will you put yourself on the auction block? Before the end of the year?”
    “I don’t know—”
    Annoyed, she slammed her lips closed and stepped away. “I never said I would.”
    “You will.” The confidence in his smile made her want to smack it right off his face. Opening the door, he paused. “It’s only a matter of time before you realize your true calling, and I’m the only man who can bring it to you.”
    “You—” she started.
    “Ah,” he made a tsking noise. “I see you need to work on restraint. Until next time, Beauty.”
    Annoyed beyond words, she stomped into the bathroom, tearing off the clothing she’d just put on moments ago. She’d been putty in his hands, damn it. Turning on the shower, she stepped inside the glass cubicle. Damn him. She wished she’d never seen him before.
    Liar.
    What happened between them was one of the strangest and most memorable sexual encounters of her life. She’d always had a taste for the dark side. A little pain could bring on a great deal of pleasure. In Archer’s hands, what would be the cost of pleasure? Or, more importantly, would she be willing to pay it?
    That would be a—
    The telephone ringing cut off her silent answer. Turning off the water, she stuck her head out of the stall to grab the phone. Only her private line rang directly into her office so she knew it had to be someone close to her.
    “Jane, where are you?” Antonio’s smooth voice poured into her ear.
    Both the tension and anger that Archer stirred up melted away at the sound of his voice and she knew exactly where she wanted to be. In his arms.
    “Sorry, I lost track of time.”
    “No problem. We just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
    “Well, if I wasn’t I certainly am now.” She grabbed a towel and draped it over her head. Drying her hair with one hand wasn’t exactly an efficient way of doing things.
    He chuckled. “Come home to us, Jane. We’re missing you.”
    “I’m leaving now,” she promised.
    “I love you.”
    Her throat