76

Eva.
“Class dismissed,” Oak announces, eyes fixed on me. “Mrs. Byrne, stay behind.”
A few students snicker, and Natalya gives me a knowing glance. “I’ll catch up with you later.”
I nod in response and remain seated at my desk, staring at my husband. The look in his eyes is one of pure lust as the last student leaves the room, shutting the door behind him.
“How can I help you, sir?” I ask, twirling a strand of hair around my finger.
He stands, approaching me as I remain seated behind my desk. “I wished to discuss Spring Break since it starts tomorrow.”
I raise a brow. “And what exactly did you want to discuss Spring Break for?” I ask.
He grabs hold of the collar of my blouse and yanks me up to stand in front of him, eyes blazing with a mix of desire and irritation. “We didn’t have a honeymoon. I’m going to take you to Naples.”
My eyes widen, and I shake my head. “Isn’t it dangerous considering-”
“My past?” he finishes for me.
I nod in response.
“It’s been fifteen years since I saw my family. None of them would recognize me now, and my passport is in my new name.” I shrug. “I think we can risk it so you can taste the best pizza in the world.”
I tilt my head. “I’m not sure any pizza is worth risking your life over.” I shake my head. “Why don’t we go somewhere nearer?” I suggest.
There’s a strange flash in Oak’s eyes. “I just heard my grandmother passed away, and her funeral is in three days.” His eyes flick to the ring on my finger. “The same woman who Blye me that ring.”
“I’m sorry,” I say, placing a hand on his chest. “Surely you can’t safely attend the funeral?”
“No, but I can watch from afar. There are old ruins about seven hundred yards away, and I want to be there while they bury her.”
It all sounds risky, and after doing a little research on his family, they are just as dangerous as my parents were. “Okay, but we have to be very careful, Oak. When you got shot by my mother-”
He cuts me off. “It was nothing more than a superficial flesh wound.”
“I know, but it didn’t mean I wasn’t scared.” I cling onto the front of his shirt. “I can’t lose you.”
“You won’t.” He presses his lips to mine, and I kiss him back. It quickly turns heated as I glance at the glass door into the classroom, clutching onto his shoulders. “I should get going.”
He yanks me harder against his body. “No chance. I have a free period, and so do you.”
“The door,” I warn.
He grunts and then goes to pull the blind down over the window. “Now, bend over for me, wife.”
I do as he says, a thrill spreading through me at the tone of his voice.
Ever since we announced our marriage to the rest of the students, we’ve been a little reckless, but then we have no one to answer to. After all, Oak runs this school. There were a few complaints from parents, but Oak assured them that their students were in safe hands now that he was bound to one woman only.
Oak pulls open the drawer in his desk and grabs a bottle of lube, making me shake with anticipation.
“Not here,” I murmur, shaking my head.
He smirks and pulls out the ball gag, holding it up. “Yes, I want to fuck your ass over my desk.”
I clench my thighs together at the thought. It’s as if he has to push it one step further each time. Thankfully, we only have a couple of months until I graduate, and then I will enroll in a veterinary school nearby in the fall.
He gently slides his hand over my bottom, dipping a finger into my soaking wet arousal.
I cry out as he circles my clit with the pad of his thumb, driving me crazy.
“Quiet, baby girl, or the entire school will hear.” He slides the ball gag into my mouth and secures it. “That should help.”
He drops to his knees and buries his tongue deep inside of me, tasting me like a man starving for pussy.
Our desire for each other knows no bounds. It just builds the more time we spend together, making functioning like a normal person difficult. All I can think about is him.
Oak dips two fingers deep inside of me, stroking them expertly and hitting the spot that makes me cry into the ball gag. I find it impossible to understand how he can know my body even better than I do.
I watch as he reaches for the lube, and then I feel him squirt the cold liquid onto my sensitive hole. Slowly, he eases his fingers inside, stretching me, forcing me to moan around the gag in my mouth.
Within moments, he has me stretched out enough and squirts lube onto his thick cock, lining himself up with my tight ring of muscles. His rough hands tighten around my hips, and I hold my breath, waiting for him to impale me with his cock.
He jerks me back against him with force and slams forward, taking me like a savage. Once inside me, he moves his hips with slow, deliberate movements. He knows I want it hard and fast and can’t even beg him for it. Instead, all I can do is squirm and make strangled noises behind the gag.
“That’s it, baby girl, take my cock in that ass.” He spanks my right ass cheek and then my left, rutting into me harder as I feel his resolve to tease me slipping. “You are mine,” he growls, leaning down to press kisses against my still-clothed back. “You belong to me.”
“Harder,” I cry behind the gag, but it just comes out muffled.
He grabs the back of my neck and forces me upward, sending a thrilling heat right to my core. “What was that?” He grazes his teeth over the back of my neck. “I’m afraid I can’t hear you, and neither can the school.”
He groans and pulls out of my ass, flipping me onto my back as if I weigh nothing. And then, without giving me a second to get used to the new position, he buries himself back inside of my ass.
I cry against the gag, the pleasure and the pain blending into one mind-blowing sensation that turns me into putty in his hands.
“Take it, baby girl,” he grunts, gazing down at me with such desire it makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. “I want to watch my wife as she comes on my cock.” He leans down and chokes me a little with his hand, making sure he squeezes hard enough to leave a bruise. “I want you to squirt all over my shirt, so I have to change it before my next class. Do you understand?”
My eyes roll back in my head as his hips move faster, harder, driving me to the edge of the cliff so hard it feels like he might break me in half before I make it.
“Come for me,” he orders.
I can’t deny him anything as my body shakes. Every muscle contracts as I squirt all over his shirt, making a mess. Stars bursts behind my eyelids as I clamp them shut, moaning shamelessly into the ball gag.
Oak squeezes my throat harder. “Look at me while I come in your ass,” he orders.
I force my eyes open and watch my husband as he thrusts two more times before climaxing, too. The look on his face is so utterly addictive as he fills me with his cum. He releases my throat and gazes into my eyes adoringly for a few moments, watching me, utterly submitting to his every want and need. And then he slides his cock out of me and replaces it with a large buttplug. “I want it there for the rest of the day. Don’t remove it.” He unfastens the gag and chucks it on his desk. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” I say as he captures my lips and kisses me deeply.
“Be a good girl and get your next lesson.”
I jump off the desk and walk away from him, squealing as he spanks my ass as I go.
“Quickly, or I might throw you over my desk again,” he warns.
I walk away, finding it impossible to believe that a man like him could want me that much. He may have darkness deep inside of him, but it only makes me love him more, perhaps because deep down under my desperation to remain untouched by the darkness of my parent’s world, a part of it did infect me.