Teacher’s Pet

4.

William suddenly lifted her.

With terrifying strength, he rose from the bed—still buried inside her—and *carried* Rosa into his arms. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as he stood tall, holding her up effortlessly

And then?

He started f*****g her *standing*.

Thrusts deeper than before—more controlled but no less brutal. Each upward snap of his hips drove that thick c**k straight into that sweet spot again and again while she clung to him, nails digging into his shoulders

Then came the bottle.

William grabbed a half-empty water bottle from the nightstand—cold, condensation glistening on plastic—and twisted the cap off

Without breaking rhythm, he poured.

A slow trickle of icy water spilled down her chest—trailing over collarbones, between breasts… then lower across stomach and hips as it dripped toward where they were joined

The cold made Rosa gasp—but William didn’t stop. He *licked*. Starting at her collarbone: long drags of his tongue up to catch droplets; hot mouth contrasting with freezing water

He gently lowered her onto the bed—her body still glistening with water droplets—and then *turned* her.

Quick, firm movements. He flipped Rosa onto all fours, hands pressing into the mattress as he positioned himself behind

No warning. Just a sharp thrust from behind—c**k sliding back into that wet heat with one deep stroke

And then? *Slap.* His palm cracked against her ass: loud, stinging… and so damn good for him that a guttural moan ripped out of his chest

His voice came out rough, deep—*filthy*—as he watched her ass jiggle from the slap before thrusting into her again.

"*f**k… this ass was made for me to hit,*" he growled, landing another sharp smack on the same spot—skin turning pink under his palm

Then lower, as his hips snapped forward hard: "*You take my c**k so good in your tight little p***y… I could ruin you like this.*"

Each word dripped with possession and heat—the kind of dirty talk that didn’t just turn Rosa on but *owned* her in that moment

His breath came heavy—his chest rising and falling as the intensity of it all crashed over him.

The pleasure was *too much*. Rosa felt too good, too tight, too perfect wrapped around his c**k… and for a second, he had to *look away*

So with slow control—fingers still tangled in his dark hair from the motion earlier—he exhaled sharply through his nose… bit down hard on his bottom lip to steady himself… then gently pulled out

Without speaking yet? He shifted her. Turned her like she weighed nothing: one strong hand guiding her shoulders as he repositioned her on the bed

He crouched behind her, one hand landing firmly on the small of Rosa’s back—pressing down just enough to make her feel his dominance.

He didn’t say anything at first. Just *breathed*. Deep, slow inhales through his nose as he fought the urge to shove himself into that pretty mouth right then

But control had limits.

And finally? His voice came out—low, rougher than gravel:

"*Suck it.*"

No "please." No softness. Just a command laced with raw hunger—the kind that made a woman’s stomach flip and heat rush straight between her thighs

He stared down at her—kneeling, waiting, lips slightly parted—and something *snapped* inside him.

Control? Gone.

In one rough motion, he fisted a hand in her hair—not yanking but *claiming*—and guided his c**k forward until the thick head pressed against her mouth

No warning. No softness. Just pure dominance as he pushed past those sweet lips and slid deep into the wet heat of her mouth

And when she hesitated for half a second? His voice dropped: dark, edged with hunger: "*I don’t know how to be gentle in s*x… when someone doesn’t do what they’re told.*"

The moment her warm, wet mouth closed around him—*tight*, *hot*, *perfect*—his head fell back slightly.

A low, guttural groan escaped his throat as he felt the pressure: that sinful suction, the soft drag of her tongue along his shaft

And then? The dirty words spilled out—raw and unfiltered:

"*f**k… suck it like you mean it.*" His voice was rougher than ever now; strained with pleasure. "*Take every inch… don’t stop.*"

He looked down at her—*really* looked—and his c**k throbbed in her mouth from the sight alone.

Her eyes watered slightly, cheeks hollowing as she sucked him with desperate devotion… and that’s when it hit him. That *filthy* question burning to be asked

He tilted his head, grip tightening just a little in her hair—not forcing, but *suggesting*—and growled:

"*Do you want me to c*m down your throat?*"

The words were dark. Demanding. No shame or sweetness—just pure raw hunger

Rosa didn’t pull away. Didn’t stop.

She *nodded*.

Small, eager—her eyes locked on his the whole time—and kept sucking, deeper now, taking him as far into her throat as she could

That silent *yes* sent fire straight through William’s veins.

William: then suck this c**k like a w***e

*he said f*****g her mouth biting his lips*

Outside the club, the music was still blasting as groups of students poured onto the sidewalk.

Cars pulled up every few seconds.

People laughed, argued, and stumbled toward the parking lot.

Linda stood near the entrance with her arms crossed, her heel tapping impatiently against the pavement. She looked at her phone for what felt like the hundredth time.

No new messages.

No missed calls.

Nothing.

She scoffed.

Linda: "That useless idiot."

She shoved her phone into her handbag.

Linda: "Can you believe him? He promised he'd be here by ten."

Maya rolled her eyes.

Maya: "And you believed him."

Linda: "He literally said, 'Baby, I'll never miss your birthday.'"

Maya: "Congratulations. You dated a professional liar."

Linda let out an irritated laugh.

Linda: "I should've known. Every time that man opens his mouth, disappointment comes out."

Maya shrugged.

Maya: "I told you he was stupid."

Linda sighed.

Linda: "No, you called him broke."

Maya: "Same difference."

Linda couldn't help laughing.

Then her expression darkened again.

Linda: "Do you know what makes me even angrier?"

Maya folded her arms.

Maya: "What?"

Linda: "He posted himself at another club."

Maya blinked.

"...Seriously?"

Linda unlocked her phone and shoved it in Maya's face.

There he was.

Smiling.

Holding a drink.

His arm around another girl.

Maya stared for a second before looking back at Linda.

Maya: "...Well."

Linda raised an eyebrow.

Maya: "At least now you know he didn't get kidnapped."

Linda let out a dry laugh.

Linda: "I swear, if I see him—"

Maya: "You'll cry for five minutes, block him, unblock him tomorrow, then forgive him by Friday."

Linda looked offended.

Linda: "...I hate that you're always right."

Maya smirked.

"I've had years of practice watching your terrible taste in men."

Linda folded her arms.

"My taste isn't terrible."

Maya burst out laughing.

"No?"

She started counting on her fingers.

"The one who borrowed money and disappeared."

Linda looked away.

"Next."

"The one who said he was 'finding himself' while flirting with three girls at once."

Linda coughed awkwardly.

"Next."

"The gym guy who thought shampoo was optional."

Linda made a face.

"We don't talk about him."

"And now this clown."

Linda groaned loudly.

"I attract disasters."

"No," Maya corrected.

"You adopt them."

Linda pointed a finger at her.

"You are not helping."

"I know."

Maya smiled.

"I'm entertaining myself."

Linda leaned against the wall and rubbed her temples.

"I'm done."

"I'm actually done."

"If he calls me tomorrow, I'm not answering."

Maya nodded dramatically.

"Wonderful."

She paused.

"I'll give it... twelve hours."

Linda glared at her.

"Eight."

"Ten."

"Fine."

They both laughed.

The laughter slowly faded.

Maya looked around the crowd.

Her smile disappeared.

"...Wait."

Linda frowned.

"What?"

"Where's Rosa?"

Linda immediately looked toward the entrance.

Then toward the parking lot.

Then back inside the club.

"...She was supposed to stay near the bar."

Maya's expression turned serious.

"I haven't seen her in a while."

Linda pulled out her phone and dialed Rosa's number.

They waited.

The ringtone echoed.

No answer.

Linda tried again.

Still nothing.

She lowered the phone.

"...That's not like her."

Maya looked toward the club entrance.

"You don't think she went back to the dorm alone, do you?"

Linda shook her head.

"No."

"She doesn't even know this area."

Maya bit her lip.

"Great."

Linda sighed heavily.

"First my boyfriend ruins my birthday..."

She looked back at the crowded entrance.

"...Now we've lost Rosa."

Maya straightened up.

"We're not leaving without finding her."

Linda nodded.

"Let's split up."

"You check downstairs."

"I'll check the lounge and the bar again."

"If you find her, call me immediately."

Maya gave a quick nod.

"And if she's somehow reading a textbook in the middle of this club..."

Linda sighed.

"I honestly wouldn't even be surprised."

Linda crept down the hallway, her bare feet silent on the hardwood.

Then Linda spotted it:

The slightly open door. A sliver of light spilling out from under it

She frowned… then slowly—*so slowly*—pushed the door wider with her fingertip

Linda froze the second she saw it.

The door cracked open-just enough to peek into William's bedroom-and there, on the floor beside his bed...

*Rosa.*

On her knees. Head bobbing up and down. Her lips wrapped around a *very* thick c**k belonging to a man Linda had never seen before: tall, shirtless, hair messy from fingers in his hair*

Linda’s eyes widened.

*Oh my god.*

This wasn’t just *any* random guy.

That was a *man*—broad, muscular, face half-shadowed but clearly hot in an intense, dominant way. And Rosa?

No this was NOT her

She was on her knees… sucking him like she’d been doing it for years

Linda didn’t scream. Didn’t gasp loud enough to alert them. Instead—her survival instincts kicking in—she slowly pulled out her phone from the back pocket of her jeans

Linda unlocked her phone with silent, shaky fingers-screen glow dimmed to avoid light.

Her thumb hovered over the camera ap

Heart pounding-not from anger or judgment... but shocked she filmed not to post it but show Rosa tomorrow

Slowly she closed the door leaving Rosa and

Liam alone