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and then he never had to speak to her again. That sort of power and dismissal gave Paul great confidence which he’d never had before.
    “I want it on your face, open up.” He grabbed his shaft and jerked it over the woman’s lips. She gladly obliged to do as he told her and kept her tongue out. Paul’s moans growing louder with each passing moment, she’d been down on him for almost twenty minutes and he was just about ready to shoot right across her face.
    Suddenly thick, hot ropes of his creamy juice sprayed out across Bunny’s face. She was licking her lips and moaning out as his fluids coated her; he’d never shot so much before. However the moment his climax had finished Paul only wanted to leave the woman behind and return to Laura who he knew would’ve gotten her fantasies fulfilled by now.
    Without saying a word Paul pulled his trousers back up and left the moaning Bunny unfinished and covered in his seed; this however was a huge turn on to the woman and she flew on her back savouring the taste on her lips and running her hand down between her thighs.
    Both Laura and Paul had spent a good while in the manor, both of them turning to others for pleasures they thought they’d never get and after they were spent they found themselves only craving one more thing – each other. Paul was the first to return to the entrance hall which was now empty.
    He could see the sun rising through the extravagant glass wall which was where the double-doors sat. He silently took a seat on one of the steps from the two-staircases and awaited Laura’s return; he didn’t feel guilty for what he had done with the blonde Bunny but he did feel like he’d changed somehow.
    The way he got with her was something he’d never done before and a part of him liked it – he thought maybe if he took that dominating attitude back to the bedroom with Laura then maybe she’d find herself craving him more. It turned out that this experience wasn’t as bad as Paul imagined; he’d actually learnt a thing or two.
    Soon enough Laura came walking into the room holding her torn red dress around her like a towel. Alexander had ventured further into the manor – not quite completely satisfied he would continue to enter many different rooms as he did each weekend and make many women very happy.
    With her dream finally realized Laura didn’t need to say anything except hold out her hand to Paul who wasn’t surprised at the sweaty sight of his girlfriend. The two of them walked to the doors, took a deep breath and started their journey home together. They’d come to the manor unsure and left knowing that despite their other desires they could make it through the worst and weirdest of situations.
    Not much was said that night but not much needed to be said. They checked out of the hotel early and continued to their own bed where the two lay hand in hand until Sunday came. Laura was up early because she had a paper to write – a book entitled temptation which Alexander had set her for the weekend.
    She almost forgot the man was her lecturer when she was pining over him but now with her needs satisfied she could see things clearly. It wasn’t that the attraction had left Laura however she wasn’t drawn in uncontrollably like she was the previous day.
    Hours past and she sat at her laptop reliving every moment of the manor. She wrote down within her fiction how a woman was drawn to her teacher and how he barbarically impaled her gaping hole and made her beg for more.
    She recalled everything, not adding or taking away a single moment of her memorable night but instead changing everyone’s names and the location of the manor. Laura found herself able to write what she thought was a decent short-story and one in which told of her attraction to Alexander in-depth. She’d finally discovered the reason she was so drawn to him to begin with; it was temptation itself.
    Her upbringing bathed Alex in the devil’s light and something inside Laura craved