Mia.
Kelvin didn’t wait for another word. He stood up from his chair.
In the red glow of light, he looked like a man that had been possessed. And of course, he was possessed with arousal.
His eyes were no longer those of a teacher; they were dark, predatory, and fixated on Lily.
She was still kneeling between my legs, her face messy and flushed from the release I had just had.
“Lily,” Kelvin’s voice boomed through the empty hall. “Ass up. Face flat on the table. Now,” he commanded.
Lily didn’t even hesitate. The fear she had felt earlier was completely gone. Zero shyness in her gestures. Every restriction had been replaced by a desperate, hungry need to obey the man she had probably admired from a distance for so long.
She scrambled onto the long, flat wooden table. She pressed her
