She pouted, and he knew she wanted the pain of riding the Indian with welts on her ass, but it wasn’t reward time for her. He kissed her fully on the lips before coming around to open the door for her. “Have a good day, sweetheart. Make good choices. I’ll call you tonight.” She slipped her backpack from her shoulder and dropped it at her feet, rising on her toes to wrap both arms around his neck. “I always make good choices.” He laughed. “No. You do not.” She grinned. “Well, they’ve gotten me this far.” He swatted her backside, and she winced but then gave him a wide smile. “No sass, brat. Go teach your class and wait for my call.” “What if I don’t want to wait?” He shook his head and then leaned forward to whisper, “The more you push me, the longer you’ll have to wait for my cock. Now, be a good girl and teach your class.” She pulled him tighter and kissed him again, and because he knew she’d like it, he bit her bottom lip hard enough to draw a spot of blood.
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