Lecture Notes (30 page)

“Aaaaaaaaaah,” is all I can say to that, and he mirrors the sentiment, digging nails rather painfully into my hips while the orgasm rocks through him.

I am limp for an hour afterwards, lying helplessly on the bed in his arms, covered in sweat, with aching muscles, wrists and a fiery sore bottom, but everything is as it should be.

“
Kendall’s commissioned a follow-up book,” mentions Sinclair, yawning and reaching out to the fruit basket on the bedside table.

“Really?”

“Mmm. Proper academic text this time, not a cobbled-together rush-job. History of kink or something. And they want me to write an introduction for a reprint of
The Story of O
.”

“Cool.
Can I help you?”

“Oh, yes. You’re vital to my research.
I may well need to re-enact a few scenarios for the sake of…historical veracity.”

“Yeah.  Veracity is key.”
He tightens his arm around me, pops a grape into my mouth. 

“Wai
t till you graduate,” he warns. “I’ll put you to work as my research assistant proper. You won’t know what’s hit you.”

“I’m sure I
will,” I say with a giggle. “You can’t mistake Sinclair’s stroke.”

“No,” he agrees.
“Perhaps you’ve had the best education imaginable in that regard.”

“You’ve educated me all right.”

He smiles. “Oddly enough, I think it’s you that’s educated me in a way. It only remains to use that education to its best advantage.”

I don’t think that will be a problem.

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