Page 50 of Love Lessons

He clawed two fingers into that spot just above her ribs and pinched the sensitive area just under the head of her cock, digging in with his nails. He knew it would hurt her, and it was absolutely gorgeous.

She screamed, loud and helpless and broken. And then she was coming, bucking and thrashing around, trying to avoid his painful pinch even while she was shaking in the ecstasy of it.

She was a vision when she gave herself up like that. Innocent and ruined. Free in herself and owned by him.

Dustin felt dizzy with the power and rightness of the moment. He was still hard but watching her come was almost like coming himself.

He slowly eased the pressure, petted her gently a few times, and then snuggled her up against his chest. She turned into his neck and he let her nuzzle there.

Her shoulders started to shake, and he realized that she was crying. He could feel her sobs as much as hear them.

It felt… not just beautiful but transcendent. He wanted her like this so badly that it hurt, but he needed to be sure that she was alright. The dark fears from his past still gripped him, and he started to worry.

If she was crying because he’d done something wrong, he’d be devastated.

He pulled her back so he could see her face and he let her see his concern. She gave him a helpless, longing look, like she just trusted him to fix everything. Like she was grateful for this. She clung to his shirt and tilted her face toward him.

God was she perfect. He devoured her mouth, tasting her sobs with every breath. Tears leaked down her cheeks and he kissed and licked them away, nourishing himself with the salt on her skin.

Then he pulled her back into his shoulder and let her cry, her damp breath and dripping tears making his shirt soggy.

He kissed her forehead and her hair, rubbing his hands soothingly down her body.

The feelings that shot through him were like nothing he’d felt before. She was so helpless and open and completely trusting in him to take care of her. It was intoxicating.

Eventually, she pushed back a bit so they could communicate. I don’t know why I was crying.

Dustin gave her a soft kiss on the lips. It doesn’t matter. He kissed along her cheeks again. Thank you for trusting me with that. And I think it’s time to go to bed, now.

He maneuvered them both into standing, and then led Lena to the bathroom. He slowly stripped off the two scraps of fabric, now sweaty and crusted with cum, and hung them over the edge of the bathtub since he wasn’t sure how to clean them. Then, he wiped her down with a warm washcloth, and got a second one to clean the tears and makeup from her face.

She was pliant in his arms, letting him take care of her. It made his heart swell.

He gave her a moment alone to finish up, and then led her to the bed. When she was all tucked in, he kissed her forehead. As he stepped back, one of her arms shot out to grab his wrist. He stopped.

Are you leaving? She looked like she was trying to put on a brave face, that terrible mask she had of being strong and flirty. Like the answer didn’t matter.

Only to the bathroom. You need another lesson in snuggling at night.

She rolled her eyes, but she let him tuck the covers back up over her shoulders. That was what she wanted, even if she couldn’t articulate it.

In a few more minutes, he was lying beside her, gathering her in close.

I should return the favor, she signed sleepily.

He knew that his erection was poking against her thigh, but it wasn’t important right now.

Go to sleep. I’ll be here in the morning.

She nodded and nuzzled into his chest.

His arm was a little pinched and his cock throbbed uncomfortably, but he was happier than he’d been in a long time.

Now, he just had to hope that it meant something to her, too.

Chapter 9

Landon