Devon froze for a heartbeat as those words hung in the thick, scented air of the room, the schoolgirl's soft, breathy purr echoing like the sweetest, most forbidden melody in his ears.
"Dr. Devon, can you come please fuck me?" It was as if a hidden switch had been flipped deep inside him, unleashing a torrent of raw heat that surged through his veins, pooling straight down to his cock.
He felt it swell even harder, straining insistently against the thin, gray fabric of his sweatpants, the material tenting obscenely as his arousal built to an almost painful intensity.
A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, starting slow and hesitant, then blooming into a full, predatory grin as he drank in the sight of her.
Her pigtails framed her innocent-looking face like ribbons on a gift, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink that made her seem even younger, even more untouched—though her eyes told a different story, dark and smoldering with blatant desire.
