The Master's Lessons (8 page)

Realising that
he was still waiting for her answer, she reached out one wildly
trembling hand to touch his face. “Never, sir. He was a selfish
lover, whereas you -”

“Whereas I will
glory in pleasuring you over and over again, Amelia!”

And with those
scintillating words he thrust his tongue deep into her cunt. She
shuddered, her entire body lifting from the bed as she once more
forgot all else but how much she needed this man. To be the object
of his lust thrilled her beyond comprehension, and the loud groans
the headmaster made as he sucked on her clit told her that he was
enjoying this just as much. This was a euphoria she had never known
could exist until Cooper had forced her into his arms, and with
every passing moment her desire for him reached new heights.

Overcome, she
let loose a loud moan when he gripped her thighs tightly, forcing
them further apart as she felt herself falling slave once more to
that distinctive knot of pleasure deep in her core, its pulsing
demand for satisfaction one he was mere moments from fulfilling. He
groaned under his breath, the sound a low vibration that had her
tensing from head to toe, and when he swirled his tongue around her
clit and then tugged it between her teeth the dam exploded.
Furious, searing pleasure soared through her veins, and she sobbed
out her the throes of her climax with no shame, all too aware that
she had nothing left to hide from him.

Cooper propped
himself over her, watching her with a near frenzied intensity as
their eyes locked and she shuddered wildly. “Lord Frederick did not
make you feel as good as this, did he?” he crooned triumphantly.
“No other man ever could, my dear, least of all that arrogant
little upstart; and if you are honest with yourself, you do not
even want him to try anymore.”

The headmaster
was right. His words were seared across her mind, and as a deeply
unsettling truth took root Amelia reared up from the bed to wrap
her arms around his neck, desperate to feel every last inch of his
body up against hers even as tears streamed down her face
unchecked, the fading throes of her climax still pulsing through
her veins.

She shifted
until the tip of his cock pushed up against the damp heat of her
cunt, then whimpered quietly as she rocked against him in a
wordless demand he clearly understood. He delivered a fresh,
bruising kiss to the side of her throat, and the sound of his voice
spiked her fever when he quietly spoke again, triumph still
tangible in his words. “Anyone would think you want something, my
dear.”

“I do! I want you, James. I fear I shall never be able to have
enough of this – or enough of
you
!”

“Then you may
have me, my dear. All I am is yours, as surely as you are
mine.”

Cooper eased
his cock into her as he wound his hands through her hair, trapping
her beneath him and making it impossible for her to even try to
look away from him. Their bodies slick with perspiration, they
moved as one, joined from head to toe in the most primal and
instinctive of ways. Nothing could ever be as right as this, no
matter how much Amelia tried to tell herself she did not want it.
She was in his thrall, and if he persisted in driving her to such
heights of bliss she feared she would never find the power to break
free. Indeed, she was coming to realise she no longer even wanted
to.

VII.

Lesson
Seven

Amelia had
spent Friday and Saturday night in Cooper’s bed, but last night he
had reluctantly returned her to her own room in readiness for the
new school week. To her disquietude, she had tossed and turned in
her own bed without the warmth of his body wrapped possessively
around hers, and her dreams when she did sleep were consumed
entirely by him. Freddie had barely crossed her mind since the
headmaster had forcibly taken her to his bed, and now that she did
think of the young lord, it was with nothing more than a flicker of
irritation that he had walked out on her with such apparent
ease.

He mattered no
longer, not when her body already craved the headmaster’s once
more. He had promised her the next weekend would be theirs again,
but the thought of five long days without sating the consuming
desire he had aroused was agonising. The mere memory of him was
enough to spark a fresh fever of lust in her veins, and
instinctively her gaze turned towards the glass through which he
had so often watched her. She had drawn only the thin drapes after
his departure, and the whisper of sunrise through them stirred a
wicked idea in her mind.

A small smile
sparked on Amelia’s lips as she dragged the stool from her dressing
table over to the balcony doors. Perhaps Cooper was not even awake
yet; but if he was, he was about to get quite the show. Thinking
only of him, she slowly stripped her nightgown away and lifted one
slender leg to rest on the stool. Her silhouette would show through
in the light of the rising sun, and she took care to elongate every
movement of her body as she cupped her breasts with one hand and
reached down between her legs with the other.

Making no
effort to hold back her low moan of pleasure, she took inspiration
from the way the headmaster had so effortlessly coaxed climax after
climax out of her body and mimicked his deft touch, capturing her
clit between her thumb and forefinger as she bore down against the
palm of her hand. The merest thought of the headmaster proved to be
all she needed to focus on, and with just a few strokes of her
fingers she found herself quivering in feverish anticipation. It
seemed that somehow, the more Cooper gave her the more she craved,
and when her thoughts erupted with the scintillating memories of
all they had shared, her body lurched with no warning to send her
crashing into a fresh and consuming orgasm that rocked her from
head to toe.

She threw her
head back, revelling in the awareness that if the headmaster was
watching, he would be wholly unable to mistake her reaction to the
intimate touches she had indulged in where she stood. Her body
throbbed and jerked uncontrollably until finally her climax faded
away, and her legs still trembled as she slowly dressed herself,
taking care to linger over the task as the sun slowly rose higher
in the sky. Delighted by her boldness, she blew a kiss towards the
cottage then turned her back on the balcony to freshen up before
heading downstairs for breakfast.

By the time
Amelia reached the dining table, Cooper was already in his seat at
the top table, and it seemed very apparent he had indeed been
watching. His grey eyes were blazing, but she deliberately evaded
every attempt he made to catch her gaze. Red spots coloured his
cheeks, and his fists were balled tightly around his cutlery.
Ignoring every effort at conversation from the other staff, he
finally reached into his pocket for a scrap of parchment and his
pen as she breathed in sharply, convinced now that her ploy had
succeeded.

Amelia was
wholly unsurprised when a note dropped into her lap as the
headmaster stalked past her chair without looking down. With a
tiny, triumphant smile, she nodded carefully and allowed the three
simple words to emblazon themselves across her mind, revelling in
the mingled threat and promise they contained.

Headmaster’s
office - NOW.

The vicious
manner in which the pen had been dragged across the parchment
betrayed Cooper’s tenuous grip upon his temper, and black ink was
splattered in their path. Delighted by their evidence of her power
over him, she waited a few minutes longer then calmly rose from the
breakfast table. There was an hour or so before her first lesson
was due to start; time enough for what they needed.

However, though
she wanted this at least as much as him, she was determined not to
make it easy for him, not after the way he had so completely torn
down her defences whilst she had been trapped in his cottage. Now
the balance of power was tilting inexorably towards her once more
and she was determined to make the most of it.

A tiny smile
flitted across Amelia’s face as she wandered the corridors,
deliberately taking her time over following his command, but all
too soon the pull to his side became impossible to resist. Her
pulse quickened in heady, debauched anticipation as she pushed open
the door without bothering to knock.

Cooper was
breathing heavily, seated right back in the chair behind the vast
desk that faced the door. His eyes darkened lasciviously in the
heartbeat they settled upon her, but with a great effort she
steadied her face to show none of the desperation she felt for him
to follow through upon the promise she saw in their depths. Content
to wait for him to break the silence woven around the two of them
as the door closed in her wake, she simply tilted her head to the
side to watch him.

His thin lips
twitched irritably as finally he spoke. “You took your time in
coming here.”

“I had not
finished my breakfast, headmaster,” she said calmly. “You gave me
no reason to hurry myself, after all. Do you want something?”

His eyes almost imperceptibly widened in response to her cool
words. “You
know
what I want!”

“I am afraid I
do not, sir, so if you will not tell me, I shall not linger here if
it is all the same to you. I have lessons to prepare -”

“And a lover
whom you seem determined to infuriate! I saw you, Amelia,” the
headmaster ground out through gritted teeth. “I know you put on
that salacious show for my benefit alone, and I know too you
understand precisely what effect it had upon me. Unfortunately for
the sake of my sanity, though, it seems that I am unable to gain
satisfaction by my own hand, not now I know how sweet my cock feels
buried inside you. All morning, vixen, I have had a cock stand that
will not subside, and there is only one cure!”

Amelia’s head
rolled to the side as he leapt to his feet and began to pace back
and forth. His mingled fury and lust inflamed the small office,
making it impossible for her to keep her gaze away from the shape
of his hard cock straining against his trousers – and Cooper
clearly saw the direction of her wide-eyed stare. With a harsh
groan, he rested the palms of his hands against his desk as their
eyes locked once more.

“Need you ask
again what I want, my dear, or do you now understand?!”

This gentle,
teasing defiance was thrilling them both. Secure in that glorious
realisation, she allowed her shoulders to rise and fall as she
leaned back against the wall. “Actually, Mr. Cooper, I would rather
like to hear what it is you want.”

“Then hear this, my dear Miss Montague. I want an encore – and
I want it
now
.
Clothes off, all of them!” he barked, and a feverish thrill of
anticipation shot through her aching body. Though she might try to
deny it, this was precisely what she had hoped for ever since she
had performed the veiled striptease in the light of the sunrise.
She revelled in his dominance of her, and to have the power to
drive him to such reckless heights of arousal was all she could
ever need.

Amelia looked
directly into his burning eyes as her fingers hovered over the top
button of her blouse. “You know that I am powerless to deny you,
sir. Enjoy the show.”

He ran one hand
through his hair in agitation, already breathing heavily even
before she flicked the button open and slipped her hand inside her
corset, pinching her taut nipples between her thumb and forefinger
in turn as she reached up with her free hand to continue undoing
the buttons one by one. She wanted to make him suffer a little
longer, but in truth she now found herself as much of a slave to
the lust between them as he was. Desperate for the inevitable
conclusion of this latest tryst, she rolled her shoulders to free
herself of the blouse’s constraints as the last button fell
open.

There would a
time to hold back and slowly revel in all that was growing between
them, but this was not it. Her hands trembling wildly, Amelia
reluctantly let loose her teasing hold on her own breasts and
kicked off her polished shoes before loosening her skirt and
letting it fall to the floor. The headmaster closed the distance
between them with a hungry, lustful groan, but she smiled as she
shook her head and lifted one stockinged foot to rest against his
desk.

Though his face
contorted, he held himself back as she unhooked both stockings then
rolled them down her slender thighs one by one. Her garter belt
soon followed in their wake, and as her breath hitched she tore
away her corset and bloomers to leave her standing in his office
entirely naked. “James,” she whispered, her low voice laden with
lust as she drew the back of her hand across her breasts with a
quaking sigh. “James, do I please you?”

He drew a
shallow breath before he answered. “You know that you do,
vixen!”

Amelia held his
intent stare. “Perhaps I do – but I want to hear the truth of it
from you, James. Tell me how much you want me, and if I believe you
then you may have me once more.”

“Have I not proved the height of my desire for you, Amelia?”
Cooper said incredulously. “Surely the fact that I am taking the
risk of having you unclothed here in my office should be all the
illustration you need of the truth that every fibre of my being
craves you! No sooner have we given each other the pleasure we need
than I find myself consumed by my longing for you once more.
Spending last night without you in my arms was a torment the likes
of which I have never known before, and seeing you stood before me
with such lust in your beautiful eyes is driving me crazy. Amelia,
you
must
give your
permission or I fear I shall simply do whatever it takes to bury my
cock inside you again regardless!”