The Wanton Schoolgirl

Romance, Erotica
Cover of the book The Wanton Schoolgirl by Vivian Nocturne, Vivian Nocturne
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Author: Vivian Nocturne ISBN: 9781476125640
Publisher: Vivian Nocturne Publication: March 31, 2012
Imprint: Smashwords Language: English
Author: Vivian Nocturne
ISBN: 9781476125640
Publisher: Vivian Nocturne
Publication: March 31, 2012
Imprint: Smashwords
Language: English

Excerpt:

“This is Fay,” Puck said. The man took her hand in his, his grip firm and warm.
“Professor Bechen,” he said, and grinned at her. Fay decided she would do whatever kinky thing he wanted.
“I’ll leave you two to it, then,” Puck said, and walked back down the hall, whistling. Professor Bechen tugged on her hand and she stumbled through the door, giggling. She looked up at him. Would they start now? What would he ask her to do? The anticipation was making her wet already. But no, he released her hand.
“Have a seat, Fay,” he said, and leaned back against a large oak desk. Fay obediently sat in a chair. This must be his office. It was a smallish room with a tall ceiling. The walls were lined with bookshelves and large windows that let in the evening light.
“So I understand you share my appetite for carnal pleasure?” he asked. Well, that certainly sounded professorial.
“Yes, very much so,” Fay answered, and crossed her legs. His eyes swept over the length of them.
“And your friend Puck has told you that I have slightly unusual taste?” Fay felt a stab of desire in the pit of her stomach.
“Yes,” she repeated, “but I don’t know what, exactly . . .” Her voice trailed off. Professor Bechen smiled.
“It’s fairly predictable, really,” he said, “I enjoy roleplay, particularly with girls in little schoolgirl outfits. It turns me on to be addressed as Professor. I also,” he paused, “enjoy spanking. Just with my hand. Nothing too rough.” He cocked his head to the side. “Is that something you’d like to try, Fay? We don’t have to of course.” His eyes looked wistful. Fay grinned and crossed her legs the other way.
“Yes, Professor,” she said, impishly. Professor Bechen grinned back.
“In that case - come here, Fay.” She stood and moved toward him.
“Closer, Fay.” She took another step forward and he reached down and slid his fingers into hers. His other hand spread wide, halfway on the small of her back, halfway down her butt.

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Excerpt:

“This is Fay,” Puck said. The man took her hand in his, his grip firm and warm.
“Professor Bechen,” he said, and grinned at her. Fay decided she would do whatever kinky thing he wanted.
“I’ll leave you two to it, then,” Puck said, and walked back down the hall, whistling. Professor Bechen tugged on her hand and she stumbled through the door, giggling. She looked up at him. Would they start now? What would he ask her to do? The anticipation was making her wet already. But no, he released her hand.
“Have a seat, Fay,” he said, and leaned back against a large oak desk. Fay obediently sat in a chair. This must be his office. It was a smallish room with a tall ceiling. The walls were lined with bookshelves and large windows that let in the evening light.
“So I understand you share my appetite for carnal pleasure?” he asked. Well, that certainly sounded professorial.
“Yes, very much so,” Fay answered, and crossed her legs. His eyes swept over the length of them.
“And your friend Puck has told you that I have slightly unusual taste?” Fay felt a stab of desire in the pit of her stomach.
“Yes,” she repeated, “but I don’t know what, exactly . . .” Her voice trailed off. Professor Bechen smiled.
“It’s fairly predictable, really,” he said, “I enjoy roleplay, particularly with girls in little schoolgirl outfits. It turns me on to be addressed as Professor. I also,” he paused, “enjoy spanking. Just with my hand. Nothing too rough.” He cocked his head to the side. “Is that something you’d like to try, Fay? We don’t have to of course.” His eyes looked wistful. Fay grinned and crossed her legs the other way.
“Yes, Professor,” she said, impishly. Professor Bechen grinned back.
“In that case - come here, Fay.” She stood and moved toward him.
“Closer, Fay.” She took another step forward and he reached down and slid his fingers into hers. His other hand spread wide, halfway on the small of her back, halfway down her butt.

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