Was she trembling, or was that him?
Remember who you are, Mr
.
Nelson.
He dropped his hand from her hip and pulled away.
“Sorry.”
“It’s okay. That was good. Next time you want to make a move, that’s a pretty good one. Now lesson three.” Her voice was low and intense, her breathing erratic.
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Good
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He tried not to stare, but with her eyes bright, bottom lip swollen and nipples still hard, it wasn’t easy.
Without a doubt, he was going to love lesson three no matter what it was. In fact, three was his new favorite number.
“We can do this by the book, with the drawings and a lecture, or I can show you.”
“Show me,” he croaked.
She gave him a thousand-watt smile.
“Let’s take some of your clothes off. Just the shirt for now.”
He stalled for a moment, playing bashful, then reached for the hem of the t-shirt and yanked in over his head, tossing it on the floor. The track pants did little to hide his arousal.
Holly made a low humming sound in the back of her throat and he pursed his lips to keep from grinning. Humming was good. If he could keep her humming and sighing, he’d be a happy man.
“You’re in ridiculous shape,” she murmured. “Why would you ever wear those silly clothes?”
He didn’t answer. Partly because the question was rhetorical, partly because he didn’t want to lie any more than he already had.
Her gaze raked his body, pausing on his cock. The thick head pulsed, as if aware of her scrutiny, shouting
pick me, pick me!
She wet her lips and he followed the path of that little pink tongue. Was she imagining her mouth on him?
Stepping forward, she placed her hands on his pecs, palms grazing his nipples. “I’m going to touch you now. You need to get used to the feel of a woman’s hands on you.”
Her small, soft hands roamed over his chest. She ran the pad of a thumb over his nipple and he groaned as his balls tightened in response.
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“Does that feel good?” she whispered, her warm breath fanning his neck.
He didn’t trust himself to speak, so he nodded.
“Know your body, embrace the feeling. It’s a beautiful thing, but so many people rush through. Savor every touch.” She pinched his nipple and his pulse thrummed.
He was hypnotized by the look of concentration on her face. Their gazes met for a moment before he broke the contact.
She ran a hand down his stomach, stopping to toy with the drawstring of his pants.
He held his breath.
“I’m not going to touch you there yet, Alex. I know you think you want me to, but I promise, it’s better this way. It’ll make it easier for you to hold out.”
He nodded stupidly.
She splayed a hand over his abdomen, just an inch away from his dick. Slowly, she circled him, kissing his collarbone, then his shoulder, moving until she stood behind him. Using his shoulders to balance herself, she stretched to her tiptoes and pressed her lips to the base of his neck as her nipples brushed against his bare back. Lowering herself an inch at a time, she continued to kiss a path down his spine.
Squeezing his eyes shut, Alex tried to focus only on the sensation as she drifted lower, her breasts caressing his back, her hands slipping off his shoulders to grip his hips. She didn’t stop the sensual assault until her mouth reached the waistband of his pants. Then she straightened, flattening herself against his back, wrapping her arms around his abdomen and sinking her teeth into the back of his shoulder.
He groaned, the raw, almost violent sexuality of the bite a perfect foil for the sweetness of the gentle kisses leading up to it. His cock stiffened and pulsed as she sucked the flesh pinched between her teeth.
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held his breath, hoping, praying she would continue. She did, cupping him through the stretched cotton, then squeezing the partially exposed head of his cock. A bead of cum dripped from the tip and he bit his lip.
“Mmm,” she moaned against his shoulder as she rubbed her thumb over the silky liquid that had escaped him. She dropped her hand then backed away.
“Turn around, Alex.”
He did and noted the frantic beat of the pulse in her neck, the lusty gleam in her eyes.
“Nice. You’re doing very well. Now it’s your turn to touch me. I’ll tell you what feels good, all right? Where do you want to start?”
Oh yeah
.
Without hesitation, he reached out and with a flick of his fingers unclasped the front of her bra. It sprang open and she drew in a quick breath.
He didn’t touch her, he just looked, his eyes growing darker, the muscle in his jaw tensing.
“Lovely,” he murmured.
She expected him to reach out then, but he remained still.
“Run your hands over them now. I want to see you touch yourself.”
His voice was low and hot and moisture rushed between her legs. She lifted a hand to one breast, cupping it gently. Alex’s face grew more strained. He liked what he saw.
She gave a squeeze then released her breast to run her fingertip over the peak. He actually groaned then and she smiled.
“Like this?” she asked.
“Just. Like. That.”
She let her head fall back as she pinched and teased, letting the sensations and the knowledge that Alex was watching envelop her.
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She didn’t hear him move closer, and jerked in surprise when his hands covered hers.
“Let me try.”
He replaced her hands with his own, cupping her breasts. His strong, warm hands covered her entirely and she whimpered as he tested the weight of her.
“You feel amazing.” He ran his thumb over each pointed tip and she shivered in response, the touch sending waves of pleasure to her center.
“So sensitive. I love that.” Taking her hand, he stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her to stand before him, so that his face was level with her chest.
“I’m going to lick you here,” he said, then flicked out his tongue, swiping her nipple in a long lick.
“Mmm.”
Again he licked her before drawing the tight nub into his hot mouth and sucking, so soft, so gentle she wanted to beg him for more.
She clutched the back of his head urging him closer, wordlessly begging him to increase the pace.
He pulled back. “There’s no hurry. It’s better this way, I promise,” he mimicked, a mischievous glint in his eye.
He leaned forward then pinched the nipple between his teeth and she jerked. It hurt but in the best possible way. He laid his hand low on her belly and resumed his task, drawing on her nipple, faster and harder as the seconds ticked by.
A sweet tension pooled in her center, tightening her stomach, setting her thighs to shaking as she waited for him to cover her with his hand. Desperate, she took it in hers and placed it directly over the lacy underwear. The warmth of his hand seeped through and she groaned.
He released her nipple with a pop and she struggled to remain unmoving as he squeezed and massaged her overheated sex.
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“You’re so wet.”
He ground the heel of his hand against her and she arched closer.
“Please.”
“If I put my fingers inside you, that’s not against your rules, is it?”
Pushing the thin scrap of lace to the side, he slipped two thick digits into her folds, teasing her with a shallow thrust before retreating.
“No. I mean, yes. No, it’s not against the rules. Alex…” Her whole body quivered, straining for release. He was torturing her, and doing a fine job of it. What a quick study he was.
“Do you want me to rub your clit first? Like this?” He slid slippery fingers over the tiny knot of nerve endings then back down to thrust deep, and she cried out.
“Again?”
“Again, again, again,” she chanted as he set a slow, sensual pace. She arched toward him, seating his fingers deeper.
He bent his head and closed his mouth over her tight nipple, sucking hard as he slid in and out. The maelstrom built and built, raging out of control.
“Harder. God, Alex, please, harder.”
Alex released Holly’s hips and covered her pubic bone with one hand as he fucked her with the other. She was so close but it was all so good he wasn’t ready for it to be over.
He tried to block out her voice. The sexy whimper, the broken begging, the plump, swollen clit under his fingers—if something didn’t give he was going to explode.
Her thighs started to quiver as she tossed her head back and forth.
“Please,” she sobbed.
Shit.
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He plunged deep then covered her clit with slick fingers, working her with both hands. Holly froze and her smooth walls fluttered. He bit back a shout. Rubbing the tight knot he thrust his finger into her again and again until she screamed his name, her pussy twitching and squeezing him.
Her face was flushed with ecstasy and he barely restrained himself from replacing his hand with his dick as she rocked and moved. Moisture trickled from the tip of his cock and he was painfully hard, but he held fast, riding the wave with her. She sucked in breath after shuddering breath until the tremors began to slow.
When she quieted, he took his hand from her and locked his arms around her middle, pulling her onto him as he lay back on the bed. She let out a squeal then allowed herself to be situated and they finally settled with her draped on top of him.
Soft breast to hard chest, hip to hip, sweet pussy flush against stiff cock.
Win
.
“That was quite good, sir.”
He barked out a laugh. “Why thank you, ma’am. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“Time for lesson four.”
His already-swollen shaft expanded to painful proportions. Had he said three was his favorite number? No way. Four. Four was his favorite.
She wiggled her hips in a figure eight and he closed his eyes to try to concentrate on her words through the onslaught.
“What’s lesson four?” he growled.
“You learned how to hold back and wait for a lady. And you did it very well. Now it’s time to learn to let go.”
He was going to let go all over her if she kept wiggling like that. He was denied though, as she lifted herself away and crabbed her way to the bottom of the bed until she was eye to eye with his hard-on. Her breasts brushed the top of his thighs as she settled over him.
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She looked him dead in the eyes. “I’m going to do things to you you’ve never done before. And you’re going to love it. It might seem scary or strange but you have to trust me, okay?”
He nodded, his mouth going dry. What the hell did that mean? She thought he was such a geek he’d never even gotten his dick sucked? Not once? He tried to be annoyed, but as he gazed down at the gorgeous naked woman between his legs, annoyance fled and was replaced with anticipation.
She took him in hand and squeezed. Pulling air in through his nose, he waited for those glorious, full, sweet lips to close over the head of his throbbing cock.
“I’m going to take you in my mouth. Is that okay?”
“Yeah.”
She leveled him with a dazzling grin then wrapped her lips around the sensitive tip of his erection and sucked hard.
He grunted and fisted his hands in the sheet.
In and out she suckled at the distended head until he began to pump his hips beneath her. All the while, her magic hands stroked the shaft, the friction stealing his sanity. His balls tightened, drawing close to his body. She snaked a hand to cup them, pulling gently.
“Unless you want me to come, you need to stop,” he ground out through tight lips.
“Close your eyes, let yourself feel,” she said, her lips brushing him as she spoke.
Her hand shifted from his balls, drifting lower. A pause, then one slippery finger slid between his ass cheeks. His eyes snapped open and he froze.
“Whoa,” he started.
“Shh, give it a chance, don’t clench up. Trust me,” she whispered. Then she deep throated him so far he saw stars. As he arched up to meet that hungry hot mouth, she took advantage of his distraction and suddenly her finger was inside him, thrusting 41
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deep. He tried to pull away, to dislodge the intruder, but then she was pressing and sucking and damn it felt good.
She drew him in hard, running her tongue over the head of his cock then pulled back until he was almost entirely out, only the pressure of her soft lips imprisoning him.
She continued like that, sucking him off then thrusting into his ass as she expelled his cock. It was a never-ending onslaught of sensation and his head spun as the blood in his body rushed downward to fill his dick to bursting.
On the precipice of something totally foreign, he quaked, fighting for control. But she was relentless. The fullness, her mouth, his body drawing on every ounce of energy as the climax bore down on him.
And then he was flying. It went on and on, crashing over him, wrecking him, as the cum snaked up the length of his turgid cock and pulsed out the tip, exploding into the waiting inferno of Holly’s mouth.
“That’s…
damn
.” His whole body twitched and quaked in the aftermath as he gasped for air.
Speechless, he peered down at her as she slid her finger from his still-twitching ass.
She smiled and he found himself smiling back.
“I’m really proud of you.”
A warm buzz that had nothing to do with the monster orgasm he’d just had ran through him.
“Thanks.”
She crawled back up to lay beside him, nestling into the crook of his shoulder. Then she burrowed her face into his neck and sighed.
“I’m wrung out. I’m just going to rest my head here for a minute, okay?”
“Absolutely.”
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