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Call Me SIr novel Chapter 17

I lay breathless, my mind running a thousand miles an hour. I cannot believe that just happened.

I hear a chuckle as Lucas gazes down at me.

“well Pet, that will be engraved in my mind forever” He leans forward, twirling a piece of my hair around his finger.

“In your mind forever? How I meant to sit in front of you during class and not picture you bending me over your desk and fucking me till I’m screaming out?”

I watch as his eyes glaze over, knowing he Is picturing exactly what I had just described

“Oh Lizzie, what a feeling that would be. Maybe I’ll have to come up with a way to punish you if you attempt to distract me in class, hm?” He looks deep in thought “I wonder, perhaps some vibrating underwear, that might just work”

Lucas taps my nose as he sits up

“vibrating underwear sir? That hardly sounds comfortable” I sit up slowly, trying to ensure I cover myself with the sheets.

“You’re covering yourself up after I’ve just seen every inch of you?” He laughs once more, seeming to be in the best moods I’ve ever seen him in, who knew what he needed was to be laid

“As for your comment, I assure you that vibrating underwear would prove to be very comfortable and dare I say it, enjoyable” He smirks at me, pulling on boxers over his perfectly sculpted ass.

“so why don’t you explain to me how they work then sir” I smile sweetly at him, allowing the sheet to pool around me, he had a point. I had no reason to be shy.

“Well, it’s exactly how it sounds, vibrating underwear. You wear them, I control them. A small switch I can keep in my pocket, I press it and it sends a signal, turning the vibraitor on as its pressed against your clit. Letting you come undone, driving you insane and then I’ll turn it off. I’ll have you begging to cum, but you wouldn’t be able to say a single word to me”

Lucas walks towards me, pinching my nipple and causing me to gasp

“and then, Lizzie. When you nice and wet, when you’re losing your mind. Only then will I take you to my office, only then will I sit you on the edge of my desk, easing my cock into you slowly, making you squirm”

I let out a moan, wanting everything he was describing

“then what sir?” I ask him through clenched teeth, trying to control my breathing letting him know I’m already wet and ready for him.

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