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Reverend Emma Roberts leaned forward and carefully unbuttoned the top button of the crisp oxford uniform shirt and, holding the fabric back, leaned down to kiss the hollow of Sophia's neck. The pulse beat swiftly under the girl's humid skin. The material, stiff with starch, dutifully flipped back over to hide her neck, and Emma opened another button, smoothing down the white cotton, making an irrevocable and visible crease. She brushed her lips along the curve of Sophia's collarbone, and let her mouth move up to her earlobe, where she took the tender pendant of flesh in her between her tongue and teeth and ever so gently, bit down, drawing a gasp from the girl. Emma let her tongue flick the lobe swiftly, with a snake like suddenness and ran her tongue around the outer swirl of her ear. She wondered whether she could go as far as sticking her tongue in Sophia's conch colored convolutions, and finally did so, eliciting a satisfyingly breathless moan from her student. Emma thrust her hand deep into the thick, satiny hair that fanned out across the fabric underneath her. She grabbed a solid fistful of the silky strands, and used them to lift Sophia's face to hers. She touched her lips to the deep color of Sophia's mouth and felt herself igniting. Still with her hands twisted deep in Sophia's hair, she held her this way and that and kissed eyes, cheeks, brow, temple, and tilted her head back to plant kisses under her chin, all the way back down to where she had started; the ivory column of her young neck. So far, both of them were fully dressed, although Emma felt as though the tender feelings she had cherished for Sophia would burst the buttons on the stiff and starched clerical collar she was still ...

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