Love and Chemistry

by Cheryl Dragon

  He held out the dress to her. “Put it on.”

  “Now? Why?” she asked.

  “Humor me.” He leaned down and kissed her.

  She liked the direction it was going. Shrugging out of her work clothes and losing the bra, she shimmied into the dress. “Since I told you so much about me…why don’t you tell me something about family?”

  “What do you want to know?” he asked.

  “How many brothers and sisters do you have?” She turned so he could help.

  “One brother and one sister.” He zipped her up, and she tugged the bodice up a bit, so it laid right.

  “Are they in the military?” She twirled around the room.

  “Very nice dress, and yes. My brother is in the military. My sister married a Marine, and she has a civilian job on a base.” He stared at her and shook his head.

  She stopped. “What? Too slutty? I was only twenty-two.”

  “Lose the panties,” he said.

  “What are you playing at?” she asked.

  “You like role-playing? So let’s pretend it’s your senior prom.” He folded his arms.

  The shift was subtle, but she felt the change from boyfriend to dom. Arousal rippled throughout her body. “Here?”

  “Pretend it’s the teacher’s lounge, and you’ve been called out of the dance for inappropriate clothing.”

  “Teacher and student? You don’t think I did that?” she asked.

  “No, that’s why it’s a fantasy. Enjoy being the sex object on your prom night and pleasing me. Unless that doesn’t work for you?” he asked.

  She kicked her panties to the corner and walked up to him slowly. “It turns you on.” She fingered his erection through his slacks.

  “And you?” he asked.

  “If I had a teacher who looked like you do, I probably would’ve given in.” She teased his belt with her fingertips.

  “That outfit really is inappropriate, Ms. Burgess.” He grabbed her wrist.

  The play had begun, and she grinned. “Sorry. I couldn’t afford a longer one.”

  “The top might be okay if you could keep everything in, but when you bend over.” He pushed her over at the waist. “I can see your ass. This is obscene.”

  “Don’t look.” She spread her legs a bit so he could see more.

  “Teenage boys can’t help but look. Especially when you show it off. You didn’t even bother with a thong?”

  “The dress is too tight. Anything would show, even Spanx.” She rocked her hips as her pussy grew wet.

  “Spanks? Is that a request?” He pushed the skirt up, so her ass was exposed and rubbed her cheeks.

  “No, it’s an item of underwear. I can’t go back to the dance?” she asked in a shaky voice.

  “Do you want to? Those boys couldn’t handle you right.” He gave her firm swat.

  The impact rocked her. “You can?”

  “I can. Or maybe you’d rather be suspended? I could report this outfit, and you might not graduate.” His fingers slid between her thighs and teased her pussy folds until she moaned. Those firm fingertips hit her clit and tapped all over without a pattern. The blackmail angle was an extra turn on. Gasping, she pressed for more, and finally he dipped his pinky inside of her.

  “Please, fuck me. Don’t report me, please. I need to graduate. I just wanted to have fun and feel sexy. Tie me up. I won’t complain.” She wanted to be restrained so badly she had to stop herself from inching to the bed.

  “I don’t think you will. You need it.” He scooped her up and dropped her face down on the bed.

  In seconds, he had her wrists and ankles in leather cuffs with very little give. She was stretched, and when she tugged, the firm resistance made her sigh. He had her, and she was safe in his world. Wanting to keep the role-play going, she tried to think like a senior in high school out to impress an older man would. “I want to please you, Sir. I’m good at blow jobs.”

  “I’m sure you are, but I want more than that.” He slapped her ass. “First, punishment, then maybe you’ll get off.”

  “Yes, Sir. I deserve it.” She licked her lips and lifted her ass.

  He stood at her side and rolled up his sleeves. Relaxing, she savored the anticipation as he walked around the room. A drawer opened, but she didn’t even look. Surprise was half the fun.

  A small rectangle of leather rubbed over her ass, and she tensed. A riding crop! Her pussy was slick, and he’d barely touched her. That rectangle moved over both her ass cheeks and tapped down her thighs. She tried to move to it, but her restraints held.

  Groaning, she let her mind go. “Please,” she said.

  The first strike was dead-center on her left cheek and strong. She inhaled as the sensation sank in. Another swat connected lower on the same cheek. A little play with the implement and he snapped down hard on her again.

  “What’s your safe word?” he asked.

  “No, I want more,” she said.

  “I know. Just to be sure…” He added a strike high on her cheek.

  “Red.” Her one cheek stung and the other remained untouched.

  “Good, and I expect you to use it if it’s too much. I won’t have you wimping out tomorrow because I was too rough tonight.” He added two quick slaps.

  She gasped and lifted her ass as much as possible. “Yes, Sir.”

  Then his palm grabbed her sore rump. His lips pressed to her flesh, and his sweet tongue teased her.

  “I love it,” she moaned.

  “I see that.” He spread her cheeks and tongued that tender spot between her asshole and pussy.

  “Please, fuck me,” she begged.

  “Not even close.” He let go, and the crop snapped on that same flesh again.

  “The other one, please.” She closed her eyes and let the slight pain center her.

  “Too much here?” He kissed the spot he’d been favoring.

  “No, but I want to feel it everywhere. Just one, please.” She felt out of balance and off in a way she couldn’t even explain.

  “I see. You trust me?” he asked.

  “God, yes! I trust you. I love you. Please!”

  He snapped the tool down her same cheek twice more, and she groaned in frustration. Then the sting hit her hard on the untouched side. A fresh set of nerves sprang to life and reacted to the attention. She yanked on the restraints but didn’t want to be free.

  “What do you say?” he asked.

  “Thank you, Sir.” She focused on those spots and floated in the relief as her body hummed for sexual attention.

  “You think that’s enough? For this dress? Teasing men?” he demanded.

  “Spank me all you like. I love it. Fuck me, too. I’m yours,” she said.

  Two more hard strikes with the crop on her ass and he tossed it on the bed. “Damn right.”

  “Fuck me, please!” she repeated.

  The sound of his zipper made her tremble. The tear of a condom packet made her grin. He knelt between her legs. She could feel the weight of him on the bed. He unlocked her legs and positioned her on her knees.

  He gave her no warning before he filled her pussy in one smooth stroke. Her body stretched for and clung to him. She held still and moaned into the bedding as he eased back. He drove in and out of her at a methodical pace that built her release intensely. Focusing on her cunt, she tried to will an orgasm.

  He grabbed a handful of her hair. “You come when I say.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She bit her lip and forced her body to relax, bending to his will.

  His thrusts sped up as he fucked her harder. Never once touching her clit, he possessed her body with so little contact she wanted to cry. She wanted to be pressed to him and holding him. She wanted him every way possible, but now this is what they needed. The play and the powerful relief. “Am I good, Sir?” she asked.

  “Maybe I should give you detention and let you practice every day?” He grabbed her ass.

  She gasped and nodded. “Please. I want to suck your cock so badl
y.”

  He leaned forward and grabbed her breasts. “You want to show off to the guys. Let them all see what they can’t have.”

  “They don’t see it all. It’s only for you,” she replied.

  He slowed a bit and slid his hands down her body. “Good. All mine.”

  When he tapped her clit, she nearly lost control. “I need to come, please.”

  “Then do it.” He pulled out of her and rubbed her clit quickly.

  “Oh God.” It was so good and so empty. She came hard on his fingers but missed his cock. He had so much power over her, and she loved it. “Colin!”

  * * * *

  Her juices left a spot on the bed, and by the time she’d caught her breath, Colin had her untied completely. Her ass had pink spots now, but they’d darken. When he kissed one, she trembled slightly. He tugged the top of her dress down to reveal her breasts.

  Tossing the condom in the trash, he watched her roll onto her side. He picked up the riding crop and bounced it in his hand. “You came nice and hard.”

  “Thank you, Sir. You didn’t.” She eyed his cock as if it were the richest dessert and biggest diamond in the world.

  “Hands and knees. We’re not done.” He undressed and sat on the bed.

  She was a cat ready to pounce but waited. He tapped the crop on his leg and then on her breasts. “Like it?”

  “Yes, Sir. Harder, please.” The pleasure was all over her face.

  He snapped the leather with a little more force, and her smile was his reward. “You want to suck me off?”

  She nodded.

  “Don’t lie. Tell me the whole truth. Holding back isn’t telling the truth.” He rubbed the crop over her nipples. “If you tell me your fantasies, then I can tease you with them or fulfill them.”

  Her face turned red. “I want to suck you off but…”

  “But…”

  “That crop feels so good. Fuck me and use it on my tits.” She kissed his knee.

  “That’s a dangerous pairing.” He shook his head. Her safety was more important than anything else.

  “I trust you. You want to try it. I can see it in your eyes,” she said.

  “You think you read me so well?” he asked.

  She nodded. “I’ve worked with you for over a year. Anticipating your needs. The sex and the fun might be new, but I can read your expressions.”

  Damn, she was right. “Then you have to fully trust me. On your back.”

  She flipped on her back and spread her legs like an eager virgin in an adult film. He chuckled as he opened a fresh condom and got ready. “I didn’t fuck you enough before?”

  “Never, Sir.” She smiled.

  He propped her head on a pillow and added more under her ass so he could kneel up properly and get leverage. “Put your hands at your sides and don’t move them.”

  She obeyed and blew him a kiss. What a woman! Definitely a handful. He eased into her pussy, and she groaned. Her back arched.

  “Stay still if you want the crop,” he said.

  She nodded and locked her back.

  Still buried deep inside of her, he traced all over her lush tits with the leather piece. “Bad girl. Such a pretty bad girl.” With the flick of his wrist, the snap echoed in the room.

  Her muffled whimper went straight to his cock as he throbbed inside of her. Pulling out and filling her again, he waited for her body to calm and gave her two more sharp strikes.

  Her tender breasts pinked up so much faster than her ass. Moaning, she stared up at him. “So good.”

  Filling her over and over, he knew it couldn’t last long, and he wouldn’t abuse her breasts much more either. She only needed a taste of pain.

  “You’re going to make me come again.” She rocked her hips to his.

  “Don’t move. You come when I do. Not before,” he warned her.

  “Yes, Sir.” She straightened up again and waited.

  He traced the crop over her lips and down her neck. Flipping it around between her breasts, he watched her anticipation turn to impatience. “Like it?”

  “I love it. Five more, please.”

  “Liar, you’ll be in tears.” He took the toy away.

  “Two. Maybe three. I want to get to more.”

  “You don’t have to get to anything. You don’t have to be strong or a pain slut for me. I want the truth about your family and your fantasies. Do you get it?” he asked.

  She nodded, and a tear slid. “Honesty. I can do it. Please let me come with you!”

  Her body squeezed his cock deep inside of her. With a grin, he dished out two more strikes on one breast and a third on the other. Her back arched involuntarily, and he knew they’d hit the limit this round. “Good. Now come for me nice and loud.”

  Resting the crop over her breasts, he held it there as he fucked her hard. He added speed but didn’t touch her clit. Her hips lifted to his, and her hands eagerly roamed his chest now that the crop was out of the way. He didn’t correct her this time. That soft touch pushed him to the edge.

  His body took over and slammed into her. Grabbing her hips, he took her and watched as she shuddered. Her mouth fell open in a scream, but he couldn’t hear her over his own shouts. Throwing the crop aside, he ground to her pussy. Spent but unwilling to let her go, he buried his face between her breasts and held onto her.

  Her moans and trembles soothed him. “I love you,” he said.

  “I know.” She kissed his forehead.

  She’d pay for forgetting the Sir and saying thank you another time. Right now, this was all he needed in the world. Things had developed quickly, but they weren’t kids. He knew deep down this was right. She deserved to know how much she meant to him, not just in bed but in his universe. They’d had lunch a few times in the cafeteria, but no one had questioned it. He wasn’t sure how to approach that on campus yet. He wasn’t ashamed of his sexy sub but didn’t want it to hurt her job or cause any issues.

  Chapter Seven

  Rubbing her eyes, Minny logged off her computer. The big project for the department head was done. In the past three weeks, she’d worked late some nights and Colin had others. At least she’d proven on a normal day she could live without him and not run off to a frat house.

  She glanced at the clock and knew Colin would still be in his lab. There were a couple of things she wanted to share with him and now would be the perfect time. She grabbed her purse and turned out the lights in the department’s common area.

  Ten minutes later, she found him checking over the research and cleanup done by his grad students. He looked so handsome in that lab coat. Why did she ever think it was nerdy?

  “Everybody gone?” she asked.

  He turned quickly. “But us. I thought you’d be home by now.”

  “I wanted to tell you something.” She looked around at the empty room with high tables and lots of funny instruments she didn’t understand.

  “Okay, tell me.” He folded his arms and waited.

  “Well, I’ve been working on making more friends my own age around here. Amber is in the IT department. She’s a new professor there, and she helped me with something.” She set a file down on the tall table in front of Colin.

  He picked it up and opened it. “A college application?”

  “Yep, here. I may have to test in, but I did my essay about my high school struggle and Mom’s illness so hopefully they’ll see the impact. Plus, I have life experience.” She shrugged. “It’s worth a shot.”

  “It is, but you missed something,” he said.

  “I did? No, Amber looked it all over. She said it was perfect.” Minny grabbed the file from him.

  “You didn’t let me write a letter of recommendation.” He hugged her. “That’s great.”

  She kissed him and punched his shoulder. “Tease. I love you, but I didn’t want your help. Besides, a letter of recommendation from the man I’m sleeping with won’t mean much and people will find out.”

  “I think some may know and just don’t
care. We’re not keeping it a secret.” He shook his head.

  “No, we’re not. But, for the record, I did get a letter of recommendation from the department head so that’ll help and is strictly work related.” She tossed the file on the table in front of them and held Colin closer.

  He kissed her possessively, and she melted to him. Nudging him behind the table, she made a decision right then. She pushed him down onto the stool and opened his fly before he could argue.

  “What are you doing?” he demanded.

  “Shh. Read the file and act natural.” She pressed her lips to his cock and felt his pulse quicken. Teasing and licking his dick, she watched it grow hard for her. Instead of going for the head, she started with his balls and worked her way up. Stroking the base of his cock, she sucked the tip.

  “Don’t play. Someone will come in. The cleaning crew or someone.” He slid a hand in her hair and closed his eyes.

  She didn’t care if someone walked in. Sucking his cock, she moaned on him and took as much as she could in her mouth. He gripped her hair and guided her to the head. Flicking the head, she showed off her skills.

  * * * *

  Just once. He knew it was wrong, but to break the rules on school grounds wouldn’t kill him. Her eagerness was so sweet, and she deserved a reward. They both did. The soft noises she made as she teased him and how her tongue worked diligently to push him to the edge sent him to a new place. He’d plot how to reward or punish her later.

  She squeezed his balls and sucked the tip of his cock just right, and he came faster than he planned. That tongue of hers never stopped as she swept over his erection and teased him while her mouth filled with cream.

  Then there was a noise that wasn’t them. The squeak of a door made Colin’s eyes snap open. He closed his pants and found himself staring at the department head. Dr. Marcus stood there with an annoyed look on his face.

  “Sorry to interrupt. I’ll speak to you in the morning,” Marcus said. Then he turned and left.

  “Oh God, I’m so sorry.” Minny covered her face. “I thought just once wouldn’t hurt.”

  “No, it’s not your fault.” He pulled her up and hugged her. “I wanted it, too.”

  “You did?” She held him tight. “It’s my fault though. I started it. Let him fire me.”