Corruption Lesson

My thighs snap shut by pure instinct, muscles locking hard to shield the throbbing ache between my legs. Touch myself? Right here, under his stare? The sheer audacity of the order leaves my head spinning, and my fingernails gouge into the comforter as if anchoring myself to the fabric will somehow keep me from moving.

“Vance,” I stammer, a scorching flush creeping up my neck. “I’ve never—”

He co