Physical contact.

You weren't cold at all. The summer heat has been the perfect weather for micro-skirts and sleeveless blouses. But you don't want to say anything that might make Mr Williams stop what he's doing to you. Not that you could say anything with the way your lips are crushed together, his tongue invading and dominating your little mouth. He doesn't seem to mind the little moans you make as his hands continue to explore your exposed skin. With nothing in his way he is taking a thorough exploration of your young body, his tight grip alternating between painful and pleasurable.

Suddenly his mouth pulls away from yours and you gape vacantly in confusion for a moment, a fear that you've done something to upset him lurking in the haze of your lust. It doesn't last long though as his lips instead slam down on your neck just above your tie, his teeth sinking in as he sucks and bites down on your tender flesh, making you scream at the unexpected and overwhelming sensation. He doesn't stop there though, his mouth joining in the exploration, licking, kissing and biting his way across your body as you can only writhe on his desk in reply.

He is not worshipping your body, he's ravaging it. You are no Goddess but a virgin sacrifice, able to only cling on helplessly as Mr Williams drives you wild. You know a lot about looking sexy, but once again your lack of experience is showing through. There is no space in your heart to feel embarrassed however, especially once Mr Williams lowers his head between your thighs, his tongue taking a turn inside you and making you scream out in ecstasy.

"This is going to be your first time, isn't it Kiddo?" he asks as you collapse backwards on the desk, chest thrust up as you try to catch your breath as he speaks. "I think you deserve a nicer place than this."