"Turn around"

As he pushes me over the desk I lose any remaining self-consciousness. My mind is a cloud of arousal and I'm wetter than I ever thought possible.

Mr. Cullen's talented fingers find my clit again and rub in tantalizing circles. I close my eyes and groan, but just as I start to get into it and move my hips against his, hand it vanishes.

This time I groan in frustration.

"That's right. It's my turn to tease you. Turn back around." He says.

I follow his order and stifle a gasp. Mr. Cullen is now only wearing an unbuttoned black shirt. I bite my lip and fight the urge to reach out and touch his toned abs.

He takes a step back, but before I can protest, I realize he is watching me like I was just watching him. He stepped back to admire me, like a fine painting.

"Take off your shirt, slowly." He takes his cock in his hand and starts stroking himself.

I follow his order, slowly unbuttoning my shirt. He gasps at the sight and strokes himself harder.

We have uniforms at our school, but I choose what to wear underneath. I'm wearing a dark blue lacy bra that I know accentuates my assets nicely. I play with the straps, teasing him back.

He groans and orders, "Take it off."

I reach back and unlatch it, push down the straps, and slowly remove the bra completely. I'm left in nothing but my short skirt and panties that match the discarded bra.

His hand movements quicken, his thumb reaching out to spread the wetness that has gathered at the tip.

"Turn around and bend over the table again." He stays with a heavy voice.

I do as he says. The wood of the desk feels interesting against my bare nipples. I'm exposed and waiting for him, and loving it.

First his hand caresses my ass. Then he brings his pelvis against it, his cock resting between my cheeks, slowly moving. His fingers are at my clit again.

"I want to fuck you so badly, and do you want to know why?"

With his finger doing magical things I can't do anything but moan at his words.

His hand smacks me firmly on the ass and I gasp loudly.

"Answer me."

"Yes, Mr. Cullen." I manage.

I'm rewarded as one of his fingers enters me, circling.

"I want to fuck you because every day you come into class wearing your short little skirt and low top, looking like a fucking wet dream."

He adds another finger.

"And every day, the sight of you makes me so fucking hard that I have to teach sitting at my desk so nobody will see what you do to me."

He moves them faster.

"And after class, I can't help but lock the door, stroke myself, and think about what it would be like to bend you over your desk, flip up that cute little skirt and punish you with my cock."

I'm getting closer, moaning and moving my hips.

"And you'd like that wouldn't you? You'd like me fucking you hard and deep for being such a fucking cocktease."

When I don't answer he spanks me again.

"Yes Mr. Cullen! Please fuck me!"

His fingers vanish again, but this time he doesn't back away.

"As you wish."

Wow, this took me far too long to finish! SORRY! *bats eyelashes* But the next chapter is already up as well and its THE END, and pretty fucken hot if I do say so myself ;) so enjoy and please review! Thanks :)