Chapter 16 THE ACT OF SUBMISSION
THE ACT OF SUBMISSION
CLAIRE ANDERSON (FL) — 21YRS
JEREMY GEOFFREY (ML) — 27YRS
Claire Anderson, was that rebellious student that always comes late to classes, sleeps during classes and talks down on teachers when they try to punish her.
Every teacher avoided getting in her way or even trying to talk to her. Not until Professor Jeremy, a new Biology teacher came to their school. He's heard so much about Claire and how she was avoided, but Jeremy wasn't one to tolerate shits from anyone, not even from the hottest girl in the school, Claire.
Claire having enough of Jeremy's crap about her habit, she would have shown or taught him some lessons, but he was so hot and handsome that she didn't want to stop seeing his face or hearing his deep voice call her to order. The way he called her name, sent shivers down her spine, the way he looked at her, she was drowning and would unknowingly do anything he asked her to do.
After one class, Professor Jeremy told Claire to meet him in his office.
It was the first time she was going to his study, and she couldn't help the feeling of the unease she felt, yet she felt excited. She knew she was in trouble .
Not that kind of trouble that came from failing a class, but the kind that left her breathless, aching and dangerously close to surrounding something she shouldn't want.
Professor Jeremy sat behind an antique mahogany desk, his fingers idly tracing the edge of a leather bound book. His office was dimly lit, the golden glow of the desk lamp casting deep shadows across his sharp features. Dark hair, barely tousled, framed face that looked like it belonged in an oil painting, angular, yet carrying an air of something colder beneath.
“You're late.” He murmured, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine.
Claire swallowed. “I…”
She seemed to always lose her aura around him.
“Spare me the excuses.” He cut in smoothly, not even glancing up from his book. “You're here for one reason – to learn. I expect you to take this seriously.”
“What?” Claire mentally scoffed.
A slow pulse of irritation stirred in her chest. He was always like this, cold, unreadable, completely unshaken by anything. His reputation on campus was infamous. Many students whispered about his ruthless grading, his icy demeanor.
Claire wasn't one to indulge in gossip, but now, standing in his presence, alone, just the two of them, she understood why they talked.
He was intimidating. And worse, he was devastatingly handsome.
“Sit,” he ordered, finally lifting his gaze to meet hers.
She obeyed, settling into the leather chair across from him. Her heartbeat quickened as his piercing blue eyes locked onto hers, assessing, dissecting, as if he could read every thought in her head.
She shifted, trying to shake the strange heat curling low in her stomach
“You struggle to focus,” he noted, tilting his head.
Claire blinked, “Excuse me?”
“You’re easily distracted. Your work is…. unfocused.”
She bristled. “That's not true.”
“Isn't it?” He mused, closing the book with a deliberate snap. “Your performance in class is inconsistent. You have potential, but you lack discipline.”
She swallowed hard, her skin pricking under his scrutiny.
“You need someone to correct that,” he continued, voice low, rich hypnotic. “To guide you. Break those bad habits.”
Something about the way he said it, sent a slow, dangerous thrill through her.
“And you think you're the one to do that?” She challenged, tilting her chin up.
A slow smile tugged at the corner of his lips, but it wasn't friendly. It was sharp, edged with something darker.
“Yes.” He said simply.
The air between them shifted, charged and suffocating. Het pulse pounded as he leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desk, eyes never leaving hers.
“Tell me,” he murmured, “Why do you always defy authority?”
She hesitated, her breath catching.
Instead of keeping quiet and watching him try to talk to her, she decided to direct it all to something more intense.
“Maybe I just like tasting limits.” she said, leaning slightly into him, her body betraying her.
Jeremy's eyes darkened. “Dangerous game, miss Anderson.”
“You don't seem like the type who minds a challenge, professor.”
He exhaled. His eyes flickering with amusement, then warning.
Just as she thought she had gained an upper hand, he stood up. His movement was smooth, and calculated.
Her breath hitched as he rounded the desk, coming to stand beside her. His presence was overwhelming, heat radiating from him in waves.
She looked up to find him staring down at her, his gaze unreadable.
“Stand up,” he ordered softly.
She hesitated but obeyed.
The air felt thinner, her skin hypersensitive as he slowly circled her.
“Posture needs work,” he murmured, voice silk, low and commanding. “Straighten your spine.”
Claire stiffened as his fingers ghosted over his lower back, the touch so light it almost wasn't there.
“Chin up.”
She obeyed.
“Good girl.”
A sharp jolt of heat shot through her at their two words.
His hands barely grazed her wrist as he stepped back, but the contrast sent a delicious shiver up her arm.
She exhaled shakily. “Are we done with the physical examination?”
He chuckled softly, a dark, knowing sound.
“Not quite.”
Claire swallowed as he moved behind her, his breath warm against the side of her neck.
“Lesson one,” he murmured, voice so close, so intimate. “Discipline requires control.”
She bit her lips. “And if I don't want to be controlled?”
A soft, chuckle escaped his lips. “Then I suppose I'll have to teach you how to submit.”
Her stomach flipped, every nerve in her body screaming.
“Tell me to stop,” he murmured, his fingers trailing the slightest inch higher along her wrist, his lips ghosting just above her ear.
Claire couldn't help the soft moan that escaped her lips, as she was melting into his touch.
“Submitting already?” He said, his voice was teasing.
She made no sound, still reeling In his feverish touch.
“Fine, I'll teach you how to submit beyond this. You just need to be quiet.”
In a moment, he had her pressed against the table as his fingers unzipped her shorts. His long fingers slide up and down her folds as his thumb pressed on her throbbing clit.
“Already wet at the thought of learning, Miss Anderson?” He whispered to her left ear as her mouth fell open once he slid his thick fingers inside her slick cunt.
“AHH fuckkk–” his other hand slapped her mouth close, covering it with his palms as her eyes met his dark eyes. She moaned into his hand as he sped up and stretched her out.
She hadn't had sex in months and fuck it felt so wrong yet so right. She rolled her eyes back as she neared her Orgasm but he drew back his fingers and slipped her short off.
Jeremy was down on his knees as he sling both her legs over his broad shoulders in one swift move.
“I want to taste you, open up for me.” She clamped her mouth shut as he opened her legs for himself, now sucking and licking her folds. His thick digit re entered her dripping cunt as she stifled her moans in her hand. His thumb pressed against her clit as his tongue worked magic in the right places.
“I want you to come in my mouth, fuck you taste so sweet.”
“Ahhh fuck yesss!!” Her moans escaped her lips as her hand slipped and grabbed his head, raking her fingers through his locks. He fingered her faster and allied her to cum as he licked all her juices like a starved man.
Suddenly, he stood at full height making her suck his fingers, having her taste herself.
“Someone needs to be taught how to remain quiet.”
“Teach me.” She bit back as he narrowed his eyes at her and then nodded his head while placing both his hands in his pants pocket.
“On your knees.” She walked slowly towards him as she killed off her jacket and unhooked her bra. She let them fall to the ground as his eyes fell on her plump and large tits. The cold air made it erect as well as she tweaked them and got on her knees before him.
“Yes, Professor Julian.” His belt unbuckled and his member poked out, as she licked his tip.
“Call me, Jeremy.” his hand grabbed her head as he used her mouth just as he liked. Half of his length fitted into her mouth as used her hands to get to him close.
“You wanted me to teach you how to submit and be quiet ... .how about sucking your professor's cock like a good girl.” saliva coated his thick, veiny member as she held her head from bobbing back and forth and shoved more of himself deeper.
“That's it. Swallow my dick like a good girl.” She moaned as he deep throat her and held himself before pulling out hard and erected.
“How about letting me stretch your pussy for extra credits?” His lips drew near to her collarbone then crashed into her lips feverishly as he took off his pants and spanked her ass. She gasped at the impact as he pulled back with a smirk and dropped her onto his desk.
“It's all yours, Jeremy.” Her words had him sliding her panties to the side as he slowly entered his thick and veiny cock inside her dripping pussy. Inch by inch, they watched as her pussy swallowed his cock, stretching her out as her pussy accommodates his size.
“Fuckkk, so fucking full.” her moans fell out as he pushed inside her to the hilt and drew back ever so slowly then repeating it again and again. He pushed in roughly and drew back slowly, watching her every move as she moaned at every thrust.
“Fuckkk yesss, just like that!!!” She screamed his name as he sped up and fucked her wet cunt harder than before which had her tits bouncing, begging for attention. His mouth latched onto one of her erect nipples as he sucked it and pinched the other one. Pleasure coursed through her as her toes curled once she released her orgasm.
“Ahh fuckk!” Julian landed a harsh slap to her aching clit as she came undone with him still slipping in and out of her leaking cunt. He pulled her panties to the side more tighter and had her lips opening for him as he gripped her slender neck.
“Why did you cum without my permission, Claire?” He halted deep inside her, driving her crazy as she paused and expected a response.
“Sorry sir, may I please come?” With his tight hold on her panties, he flipped her over his desk as her tits pressed against the wood and her ass stuck out for him.
“I've never imagined you looked this beautiful, bent over my desk and dripping your juices all over my desk for me…” He landed another spank across her ass cheek earning a satisfied moan from her as he landed another one.
He plunged inside her heated core, raw and rough. His cock rock hard as he fucked her deeper and took her to cloud nine.
He continued to drive her crazy, fucking her hard, deep and so good. He left another imprint on her clit as he pressed his thumb on it, edging her to her climax.
“Uhhhh, Sir, may I come…” her pants sounded desperate as he continued to draw circles on her arching bud and after a few rough thrusts he replied with, “Come with me…”
She came undone as her legs had a slight tremble to which he gripped it even h
arder and landed a spank on her ass and pulled out to release his seeds on her ass.
“Fucking see how you begged for your release? How you sucked me? That's how to submit.”