Hmm – I just finished the edits and received my hot cover so in honor I thought I’d bring you a little taste…shh…
Victoria Miller is a professor at one of the most prestigious schools in the country. She’s also the creator of several adult blogs about spanking and BDSM. Craving a man that can understand her kinky needs, she settles for enjoying her passion through her writings, but she admires one hot college student, Drake Myers. The God like blond fuels her every night fantasies, but he is completely untouchable. Or so she believes.
Stumbling upon her blogs by accident, Drake decides to turn up the heat between them. He adores the voluptuous red-headed vixen and enlists the help of a college buddy, developing a kinky plan to have her take a tumble with him in bed and perhaps more. As he begins sending her secret poems, indulging in her need to be dominated, he is unable to resist her and one day they enter into a wicked tryst smack in the middle of her office. The game still yet to be played out, he threatens to expose her secret. And just as he decides to stop his nefarious rouse, she turns the tables.
“What the hell was that, full court press with Teach?” Tyson chuckled as they rounded the corner from Ms. Miller’s office. “And since when do I have to worry about passing a damn psych test?”
Drake stopped him when they were just out of eyesight of her office. “What, like I haven’t see you stare at her legs during class. Give me a friggin’ break.” Darting his head out of the shadowed space, he didn’t catch a glimpse of her. Seeing the book title gave him more than one naughty idea. Spanking eh? Yummy. That fit in with his dark hungers so damn well. His cock ached just thinking about cuffing the lovely Victoria to his iron bed and snapping a cane across her creamy naked ass before driving his shaft deep into her hot box. Damn! He was horny.
“You’re the one with the hots for her, not me buddy!”
“Bullshit! I know you too well. You’ve told more than once you’d like to fuck her like a race horse hard over her desk.”
“What and you don’t?” Tyson snorted.
Drake grinned as he tipped his head, drawing closer to his frat buddy and roommate. “The difference is I’m going to actually fuck her and more than once too.”
Tyson burst out laughing before narrowing his eyes. “You’re fucking serious, ain’t ya?”
Drake cocked his head and stole a glance down the hall seeing the voluptuous red head float out of her office. “You bet I am and I think I know how to get into that little thong she wears too.”
“You’re out of your mind. She won’t give you the time of day.”
“Bet me, big man. Before the week is out I’m going to taste and take her.”
“Whoa! Said like the he-man you wanna be and what the hell are we doing standing in this hallway?” Tyson snuck a peek around the corner. “What, you gonna follow her?”
“Sssshhhh! You up for a little game?” As Victoria walked down the hall, he inhaled deeply, remembering her sultry perfume. The woman was almost perfect with long legs that would be perfect to wrap around his waist as he drove into her pussy, a rounded ass, deliciously full breasts and eyes the color of the Aegean Sea. Mmm…yes, lovely teach. You’re going to be mine.
Tyson folded his massive arms and shook his head. “I’m not sure I like the sound of this, but as long as we don’t get expelled or arrested, I’m in. What you got in mind?”
“Come on. I wanna do a little exploration to set the wicked plan in motion.” Sauntering down the hall, he stopped near her office door. Drake waited until only a few students trickled past before reaching for his wallet and pulling out a credit card. “Cover me.”
Tyson eyed his movements, shaking his head. “You’re breaking into her office?”
“Say it just a little bit louder so the hall can hear! Yeah, geez. Did you happen to catch the title of the book she was trying to keep us from seeing?” Fiddling with the card, the lock wiggled from his expert touch. While he had unlocked a few dozen doors in his youth, he had sworn off the childish behavior before entering college. Grinning, Drake knew now that he had learned the art for a reason.
“No. It’s her stuff. Buddy, you ain’t gonna get in there.”
“Tada!” Drake opened the door slowly and looked inside. “We’re in. Come on.” Closing the door behind Tyson, he eyed her desk, searching for the book. Gliding forward, he shifted her files, looking under stacks of paper. No, Victoria hid the damn book somewhere. Well, of course she would, idiot.
“Jesus, Drake! You’re gonna get us into trouble here!”
“Not if you keep quiet. That’s right, she opened a drawer.” Scrutinizing her desk, he tried two, finding them locked, but the third one was a charm. As Drake pulled out the thick book slowly, he chuckled. “What do you really think a teacher of psychology is doing with a book titled The Art of Spanking?” Holding the massive volume up, he watched the look of surprise turn to shock on his burly friend’s face. “And lookie, she even has some pages marked.”
“What the hell?” Tyson jerked the book out of his hand and groaned as he flipped through page after page.
What was the lovely vixen hiding? By the thoroughly embarrassed look on her face, Drake knew there was something tasty indeed. Sliding his finger back and forth across the seam of his mouth, he glanced at the computer screen. Perhaps? Worth a try. Flicking the on switch, he was instantly rewarded. Well, well, our spicy professor. I see what you’re into.
“These pictures are brutal. Fuck! Do women really like this kind of shit?” Tyson sucked in his breath.
“Oh some do, my friend, more than others too.” Sliding into her chair, he flipped through the blog and with each new graphic paragraph he read, he become more aroused. “Unbelievable.”
Tyson leaned over his shoulder. “That hers?”
“I think so. And you know what, my plan just got a little hotter.” Making note of the blog’s web address, Drake suddenly felt like a kid in a candy store. “Let’s get out of here. I have some research to do before the fun can really begin.”
So…what did you think? Just imagine how the came progresses…