Refuse

Oh my god.

Cool air washed over her skin, but his gaze burned as he gazed at the exposed flesh. Her nipples curled into sharp peaks as the soft silk brushed past, then continued to slide down its path. He gently removed her hand from the strap, then pulled the cloth down even further, exposing her stomach and hips. He stopped and studied every inch of her nakedness with the oppressive silence that had made her lose her temper, until she yearned to say something, but the words were dead in her throat. Teacher.

His hands stopped on her hips, grabbed the soft fabric on both sides and began to pull it down over her thighs, over her calves, then yanked it out of her shoes and threw it. onto the floor.

Both of their breaths rose and fell together in a heavy, broken rhythm. A warm, throbbing liquid gushed out between her thighs, concealed by a small piece of red pantyhose, which she had worn with the intention of not being intended for anyone but herself. But now Eric was focusing all of his