"Please..." Spencer pleaded, chewing her lip to try to sate her arousal. Her nails dug lightly into Carrow's shoulders. SHe didn't know how she had managed to control her orgasm, but it was making every single one of her nerve endings light up like it was on fire.
It took everything she had in her not to climax then and there as her professor again denied her. Being controlled in this way made Spencer so incredibly turned on. How could this dark witch do this to her?
"Professor..." Spencer's breath was ragged as she balanced on the precipice of climax. "Please, I've been good, I gave you your lap dance, please, Professor Carrow..."