A whimper escaped my mouth, my cheeks burning. Steven didn’t know how ready I was.
“Undress,” he announced to the class, then turned to me. “Even you, Miss Monroe.”
I swallowed hard and fiddled with the bottom of my shirt, then found the courage to pull it over my head as he watched me. When I unclasped my bra, his intense gaze didn’t leave mine once, which only made the heat in my core rise.
Once I stood completely naked in front of him, he finally let his eyes fall to my body. He drew his tongue across his teeth, his bulge now stretching the front of his suit pants. He unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper, preparing to demonstrate to the class how to face-f**k one of his students.
“If you need me to stop and you can’t verbally say your safeword, squeeze my thumb three times.
