His Errant Educator
Willamette Wives Book Three
Life's lessons are not always held in a classroom
Teresa Goldman may cook, wash countless dishes and serve the townspeople meals in her pa's restaurant, but it is only until she can throw off her apron and stand on the steps of Cascade's first school and ring the bell. She's dreamed of being a teacher her entire life. In her opinion, school should be fun and she's spent countless hours sitting on the floor of the unfinished building creating lesson plans.
Roger Morrison knew from the first moment he bumped into the beautiful brunette outside the mercantile, that he wanted to make her his wife. Having traveled the Oregon Trail, he knows the importance of working hard, perseverance, and team work. Along with his partners, his goal is to make the Rose Ranch the most prosperous in the Willamette Valley and his dream is to do so with Teresa at his side. When the love of his life continues to jump into danger without a moment's thought, he learns that love isn't enough… he needs to teach Teresa that there are more important lessons to learn than reading, writing and arithmetic. On the day she accepts his proposal, he delivers her first lesson with the errant little educator draped over his knee.
When the townspeople gather to hear the announcement of who will be guiding their children, no one is more stunned than Teresa as the name announced isn't hers. Will she learn that even with one dream shattered, there is another just waiting to be embraced? Can she make a home on the ranch among crazy roosters, smelly cattle, and wild animals surrounding her instead of the students she dreamed of? Will Anna, Charity, and Agatha, the wives of their own stern and loving husbands be able to convince her that life can be fulfilling with a different dream? More importantly, can she allow the man who doesn't hesitate to take her in hand to become her teacher?
His Errant Educator is the third in the Willamette Wives series but can be read as a stand-alone.
DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women and explicitly described sexual scenes, including anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.
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A scream split the air as he thrust into her and pulled her up at he same time. One arm slid around her waist, holding her to his chest, his fingers pinching and tugging on pebbled nipples while the other kept her hands pinned between them as he began to fuck her in earnest. She had exploded within three strokes and could already feel another climax building as he took her as he desired. Each thrust upwards almost took her off her feet, her head thrown back against his shoulder, his fingers busy at her breasts, taut peaks pulled and twisted until she was writhing against him. She got a hand free and lifted it to place it around his neck. With that, he released her other hand so that he could give both her breasts the attention she craved and he loved to provide.
"Come for me again," he demanded, pulling out and thrusting up into her heat again. "I want to hear you scream as you spend. Play with your cunny."
"Put your hands between your legs and play with yourself. I want you to pinch your little clit like I'm pinching your titties. Slip a finger inside your cunt and feel all the cream your body produces when we play. Do it, Aggy. Play with yourself. I want you to feel how your cunt clamps down around your fingers when you come as I feel your ass convulse around my cock."
Never having done anything of the sort, she hesitated and yet she could feel the small bundle of nerves seeming to pulse harder, as if guiding her to the destination he'd indicated.
"Aggy, it's all right. Obey me. It will pleasure me knowing you are pleasuring yourself. I want you to touch yourself—I love the way you moan when I pinch your clit."
Part of her wanted to say she couldn't, and yet she was suddenly desperate to see what it would be like… the naughtiness of his command having her shaking her head even as she slid her hand down her body and past the curls of her pubic hair. Her fingers were hesitant at first, sliding through her copious moisture but when they landed on her clit, she gasped and jerked.
"That's my good girl. Now, let's finish playing the game together. Slip a finger deeply in your pussy as you play with your clit."
Her fingers slid over and around her bud and when she felt her body beginning to coil yet again, she moved to slide a finger into her body, blushing hotly as she brushed against his cock that immediately drove back into her bottom. Her clit jumped, her sex spasmed knowing he was in a place that was so private, so intimate, so… so dark. At the next withdrawal and thrust of his cock, she plunged a finger into her cunt, the entry made easy as she'd been dripping from the moment she begun to undress. Matching her movements to his, discovering how to rub her clit while finger-fucking herself, she wasn't positive she was still breathing.
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