Lucia shut him up with a passionate kiss that stole all his air, her boobs pressing against his chest.
"I know," she murmured. "I know exactly what happened in the pool. And I came to apologize for how the swim teacher treated you."
Her hand slid down, found the thick outline still straining against his pants, and closed around it through the fabric.
"A student like you could really help the other girls get in line," she said, voice low as she gave him a slow, deliberate squeeze. "A big stick is the best way to discipline girls… don't you think?"
Lucia's fingers stayed locked around him, squeezing with slow, deliberate pressure as she leaned in close enough for her breath to brush his ear.
"Detention starts now," she said, voice low and absolute. "And you're going to take it exactly the way I decide."
She didn't wait for permission. With one smooth motion she pushed him out of the chair and onto the floor.
