If he was mine, my place at the school and my reputation with my father would remain intact. Mr Francis pushed back his chair and stood quickly, the ...hair’s feet noisily scrapped against the old Victorian floorboards. In one quick motion he took me by my wrists and pulled me from under his desk. It’s surprising how strong one becomes when the need is great. I looked up at him and he looked down at me, his eyes were burning with lust. He spun me like a top and pushed me onto his desk my bottom. My head falls back, pressed hard against the pillows. He pants and collapses on top of me. I wrap my arms around his neck and set my forehead against his. "I have no words to explain how amazing that was. You are so intoxicating...like a damn drug." I murmur to him. He smiles and kisses me softly. "I know, and that's good. Means I'm doing my job right." He smirks at me and crushes me into the mattress. His urgent lips find mine and I find myself getting lost again. I stretch my hands up and. This was a mistake. He shouldn't be here. What if someone saw and recognised him?Jack was about to bolt when the door swung open in front of him. Revealed in the doorway was a strikingly beautiful girl. Her black hair was cut short in a stylish bob, framing an elegant, enigmatic face. She was very attractive, but also aloof, like she'd been carved from marble by a master artisan. She was wrapped in a white fur coat and inexplicably was wearing large black sunglasses even though it was night. He harshly said to a loa ok forward and not to turn back. I like an obedient idiot turned my head forward.I allowed him to maul my boobs until my stop came in 20 minutes. After getting down, I rushed to the public toilet and saw my boobs. They had turned red due to the rough mauling. So now you must have got the idea of how I was. I have passed graduation and so my family started to search groom.Within three months of search, I got married to a guy name Suraj Singh Anant. He was a Government.