Silvia's voice was velvet over steel, unapologetic, even as she moaned when his cock bottomed out hard.
"You're not the teacher I thought," he growled, his fingers digging bruises into her hips as he slammed into her again, her tits bouncing against his chest, her auburn hair sticking to her sweaty skin.
"No," she said simply, her voice steady despite the shudder running through her.
"I never was. The academy, the teacher act—it's all a mask. But you…" She gasped as he thrust deeper, her glow flickering. "…you were delicious. Too much lust. Too much energy to waste."
He slammed her down onto his cock again, her body arching, her moan betraying her smugness. "So you fed on me," he said, his voice thick with anger and arousal. "Like a parasite."
Her smirk deepened, even as sweat rolled down her flushed skin. "Like Kiara. Don't pretend she's different. The only difference is I don't hide behind love while I take what I need."
The words cut, but Lor's smirk grew darker.
