Spencer continued to mewl and whimper under Carrow's skillful attention to her sensitive neck. Merlin, this woman might be evil and conniving, but she certainly knew how to get a girl going. Her grip on her professor's hips tightened.

"N-no." Spencer shook her head, trying to keep what little bit of resistance and dignity and intact. She knew she was denying the deep arousal that sat in the pit of her stomach, but she still tried to keep from losing what little control she had left. One could say Spencer was a control freak, but she liked to think of it as just being...well, she liked things her way. But Carrow was throwing this all out the window.

Feeling the toy on her clit, Spencer gasped out another moan. It was driving her wild. She didn't think he could last much longer, if at all. At a particular brush against her clit, she finally lost it. "Oh Merlin, professor..." She groaned loudly. "Please...shag me. I...I want you inside me. I need it."