"N-no!" Spencer said quickly as Carrow threatened to stop. She was so aroused that the thought of the other woman stopping now made her whimper. "I...I like you kissing me there, professor." Spencer breathed out quickly, blushing as she did so.
Spencer let out a sound that could be described as nothing less than a whine as Carrow pulled away. If she wasn't standing precariously on a chair, she may have even stomped her foot. She could be a bit of a brat at times. She had come from a decent home, an only child and spoiled. She was used to getting what she wanted.
"Professor Carrow..." Spencer pouted, she had been so close she needed to come so bad.
After Carrow told her what she needed to do and released her, Spencer sunk back down into the chair, straddling the older woman, pressing her entire naked body to her. Hesitantly, Spencer's hands moved from Carrow's shoulders, to graze over the edges of her breasts and down to roam over the woman's taunt stomach.
Steadily, she moved her face to the other woman's neck, breathing hotly on it, her lips brushing it. "Please, Professor..." she breathed in a low seductive purr right below Carrow's jaw. She wasn't sure where she gained this new confidence from, but it spurred her to lick the spot she had whispered before placing a soft kiss there.