Discipline & Desire

Chapter 10*

Gregory walked down the hall in search for me quietly. He eventually made his way down to the elevator and exited the hall. Marlon had me pressed between the wall and his body around the corner.

"When I knew it was you, I told that tramp to get the hell out." Marlon said with a grin as he cupped my breast.

"Why is she a tramp?" I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked up at him. Although I disliked Yula, we worked the same job. Slander against any one of us girls was taken personally.

"Because she spoke lowly of you. Thinking that I didn't know you." He mumbled as he pushed his leg in the space between my legs. Then, he took my hands and lifted them above my head, pressing them against the wall with the rest of my body. "Did I ever tell you were my favorite student?"

"You've failed to mention it." I said, totally out of breath. His hands moved to my hips as he turned me around to face the wall. My cheek was pressed against the wallpaper as he pushed his crotch into my backside.

"So is that a yes? Do you want me to steal you for the night?" He whispered into my ear. I shut my eyes as I pressed my ass onto him, he groaned in response.

"Screw me." I begged him. With an exhale, he began guiding me down the hall and to the suite. Opening the door, he kept it open and allowed me to walk inside.

*warning, there's cheek clapations going on past this point.

I stood inside, anticipating what was going to happen next. He didn't immediately pounce on me and begin pounding into me as I imagined. After a moment of standing there, I heard the door shut behind me.

Marlon calmly walked past me, his eyes set on me as he walked. His fingers were at his cufflinks, he slowly took each one off as he stood in front of a table. I lifted my head up high, not moving from where I stood.

He walked up to me and then stood there. He looked at my face and took in every detail, as if he hadn't seen it before. Then, his eyes scaled down my body. His eyebrows rose as they set on my chest.

"First, I want to watch you." Marlon told me. I grinned up at him, knowing exactly what he mean. Across from the bed was a cushy seat. Marlon sat on the bed while I sat on the seat. He reached into his breast pocket and got out a gold cigarette holder, then placed a cigarette between his lips.

He lit it as I lifted my skirt and sat down. Watching him watch me turned me on more than ever. I opened my legs wide in front of him, he squinted and blew out his smoke. Then, I slung one of my legs over the arms of the chair, stroking my fingers over my core.

I could feel myself getting wet as I stroked myself, circling my fingers around my entrance then my clitoris. He watched in pleasure as I put on a show for him. Suddenly, he couldn't help himself but slither his hand into his slacks, palming his erection.

I slid my panties to the side and stuck my finger in, slowly moving it in and out for him to watch. He reacted by clearing his throat and stroking his erection harder within his pants. We made eye contact with each other as we masturbated for one another, but I could tell Marlon was nearing an end.

He smoothly took his hand out of his pants and stood up. I was frozen as I watched him, totally captivated by his every move. My hand was still in my panties, but it wasn't moving at all. He walked past me to the side table, where he put his cigarette out with a sizzle.

Then, he turned his body toward me and stuffed both hands in his pockets. His legs were spread confidentially as he stood there, as if he was a superhero of some kind. His chin was high and I could see the curve of his adam's apple from the glow of the lamp. My breath practically stopped as I saw him walk toward me, he took his time. He wasn't in any rush.