“This isn’t exactly part of the school uniform.”
She pouted. “I thought it looked pretty, sir.”
“You look like a whore.” He frowned. “I’m only telling you this for your own good. You could get into a lot of trouble dressed like this.”
He unfastened a button on her blouse, and another, then pulled it open to reveal her bra.
“This undergarment is practically transparent,” he said. “Your nipples are totally visible.”
He ran his thumb over one swollen nub and a shocking jolt of sensation stabbed through her, straight to her core.
“You like it when I touch you there.”
“Oh, yes, I do, sir.”
He frowned. “You are a very dirty girl. You definitely shouldn’t be wearing something like this.” He pressed on the front clasp and the bra popped open. He pushed the cups aside, his heated gaze intense on her naked breasts. Her nipples ached with need.
He ran his hand over her breast, then squeezed her nipple between his fingers. It was a painful pleasure and she cried out.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked.
“It’s okay, sir.” She longed for him to pinch the other one, too.
“But that’s not okay. Let me make it feel better.”
He knelt in front of her, then leaned forward and kissed her nipple. Then his mouth wrapped around it and his tongue nudged against it. When he suckled, she moaned, then her fingers raked through his hair as she held him close to her bosom. His fingers found her other nipple and he squeezed that one sharply as he continued to suck the first.
“Oh, Mr. Gallagher,” she cried.
His mouth shifted and he suckled her stinging nub.
Then she moaned as he drew his mouth away. His gaze fell to her crotch.
“Do you know what boys will do if they see these panties? And with such a short skirt, they’re bound to see them.”
She shook her head. “No, sir. What will they do?”
He leaned in close, his intense masculine presence sending ripples of awareness through her. “They’ll want to touch you. Down there. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”
She widened her eyes. “Oh, no, sir.” Then she wrapped her hand around his and guided it to her thigh, and murmured softly, “I only want you to touch me there.” Then she pressed his fingers to her folds, feeling her own wetness against her fingertips as they briefly brushed her panties.
She thought for a moment he was going to scold her, but then his eyes glittered and a slow smile spread across his face.
“Really?” Then his fingers brushed her sensitive flesh and she moaned.
He hooked his finger around the crotch of her panties and pulled it aside. Then he dragged his gaze from her and leaned forward, staring at her revealed petals of flesh.
“Your pussy is very pretty,” he murmured.
His finger brushed over her folds. Then it thrust inside her and she gasped.
“You like that?”
His finger was deep inside her, swirling inside her channel.
“Yes, sir.” In fact, the sensations were intoxicating.
But now would he deny her this and find another punishment for her?
He moved his finger inside her, thrusting in and out, driving her desire higher and higher.
Then he withdrew and grabbed her hips, dragging her butt forward, causing her back to curve. His fingers glided along her slick folds. When they glided back, then pressed against her tight back opening, she drew in a breath. One slick finger slid inside her and he twirled it back and forth. A moment later, he gently pushed in another finger, stretching her tight anal opening.
Her eyelids had fallen closed, so she jumped when she felt his mouth brush against her slit. She watched his head move as he licked her. When his mouth found her clit and he began to suck, she cried out. His finger moved in her ass, and the combined sensations took her breath away.
“Oh, sir.” Her head fell back against the wall. “Oh, that feels so good.”
He lifted his head and smiled, his lips glistening from her slickness. Then he stood up. His cock, jutting from his pants, was rock hard and pulsing.
“And it’s going to feel even better in a moment. I’m going to push my big cock right up your ass.”
She quivered at the thought, her legs trembling.
“Daddy?”
At the sound of Helen’s voice, Ashley grabbed her blouse and tugged it closed, then sat up, pulling her skirt down. She could see Dare grit his teeth as he pushed his distended cock back into his pants—with some effort—then zipped up.
Ashley could see Helen walking toward them. Dare’s back was still to her and his body mostly hid Ashley so she was pretty sure Helen hadn’t seen anything too embarrassing.
“What the hell are you doing here, Helen?” he demanded through gritted teeth.
“I didn’t know where you were, and I needed to find you.” Helen’s speech seemed a little slurred.
“Get out right now,” Dare commanded.
“No, I won’t.” Helen’s gaze locked on Ashley and scrutinized her costume. “Why are you here with her? You’re fucking her, aren’t you?”
“Helen, this is none of your business.”
“But, Daddy—”
“Don’t call me that.” The anger in his gritty tone was one Ashley would be sure to heed, but Helen seemed nonplussed.
Helen threw herself down on the bench beside Ashley and glared at him. “I could wear a slutty schoolgirl uniform like this. Why won’t you fuck me like you do this gold-digging whore?”
At Helen’s words, shock vaulted through Ashley.
“Fuck, you’re drunk, Helen.”
Ashley jumped as Helen’s hand fell on Ashley’s breast and she squeezed. Ashley tried to pull away, but Helen wrapped her arm around Ashley’s waist and held her close to her side. She was surprisingly strong.
“Would you like it if I made out with her?” Helen asked. “I know how that turns men on. If I did that, Daddy, then would you fuck me?”
Suddenly, Helen’s mouth was on hers and Ashley gasped, trying to free herself from the soft feminine lips and the tongue that thrust inside her mouth. The taste of alcohol was overwhelming.
Then the soft body pulled away and Ashley realized Dare had grabbed Helen’s arm and pulled her to her feet. He marched her across the room and out the door.
Ashley sat on the hard bench, sucking in air. That was so embarrassing. And disturbing.
Clearly, Helen had been coming on to Dare. Oh, God, she didn’t even want to think about it.
But now here she sat, still hot and needy for Dare. She started to button her blouse, but then the door opened and Dare strode toward her.
“Don’t touch those buttons,” he demanded.
When he reached her, he tugged her to her feet and into his arms. His mouth captured hers and his tongue plunged inside her mouth. But as frantically sexy as this was, her gaze shifted to the door. She pulled away.
“But Helen—”
“I locked her in her room. She won’t disturb us again.”
“Locked her in? But…”
“Don’t worry about it. I don’t want her wandering off in her state. She needs to sleep it off.”
He pulled her tighter to his body, his thick shaft rock hard against her belly. “And we need to finish what we started. I am so fucking ready for you. What we did earlier has me so hot there’s no way I could wait to be inside you.”
He cupped her breast, then stroked. Heat burst through her as he pinched her nipple until it was swollen with need.
God, she wanted him inside her. She found his pants and fumbled with the zipper until she could reach inside and grasp his throbbing shaft.
He consumed her mouth as she stroked his erection.