Page 53 of Love Lessons: Expanded Edition

She huffed, and he went back to the comforting, non-sexy movements he’d used before. He wondered how long it would take her to figure it out.

Only when she was completely relaxed did he start again. This time, he ran his palm up and down her thigh where it was draped over his. He kept his touch solid, moving from her knee most of the way up her leg and then returning.

Then, he started drifting slowly higher. A little bit further in on her thigh. A little bit closer to those alluring white panties. Then down again. A few regular strokes. And then an accidental brush just at the edge of her cock.

She wriggled back against him, which felt fucking amazing. He was going to come in his pants if she kept this up.

But he realized that he needed to check in about something. He wished he’d done it earlier, so he didn’t need to interrupt. He tilted her face up toward him. Her eyes were glazed and begging, so he gave her a moment to focus. Should I treat your body differently or touch you differently when you’re Lena?

She shook her head, her blond tresses rippling with the motion. He waited for her to elaborate and eventually she did. My gender is about how I look and how I feel. My body parts are just there, and they feel good. It doesn’t confuse me or bother me. She looked a little nervous, now. Is that OK?

I think that you are exquisite.Thank you for trusting me. She blushed and looked down.

He was awed, honestly, by her trust in him. No matter how confident she was the rest of the time, it still had to be difficult to put herself on display like this. To be so vulnerable about who she was when society might not understand.

But instead of explaining that it would be easier to show her. Dustin pressed a finger to her lips, like a kiss. Now watch the movie.

She puffed out a loud breath. She wanted to be kissed, and fuck if he didn’t want to. But he also wanted to keep up this, well, this scene they were in. He was starting to understand it a bit more, how they were both playing roles.

Watch the movie.

She seemed a little more annoyed this time, but also a lot more shivery and turned on.

He just held her for a while, then returned to the solid touches. First, he nudged her forward and gave her a little shoulder massage. She loved that, making a pleased hum, and he could feel her muscles start to relax. If they kept this thing going, he’d definitely have to work in some more massages.

Then he rubbed with both hands from her neck, over her shoulders, and down her back. She let her head drop lazily in front of her, but he didn’t bother correcting her to watch the movie. The point was just that she let him take control.

He slowly started shifting his hands, moving them just a little farther outward. He ran his hands down the center of her back, and then his fingertips back up her sides. Slowly, he lightened his touch to just trace along the enticing path over her ribs that he’d discovered last time.

She was shaking a little now, her breath heavy and her body restlessly shifting. She turned back to look at him, pleading with her eyes for more.

Watch the movie.

She turned to the front, but he could see the change in her this time. She’d realized that she wasn’t in control and she let go completely.

He felt euphoric. Almost giddy. This feeling was what he’d been looking for all of his life. And Lena was the one giving it to him. Somehow the fight she put up made it even sweeter.

Dustin pulled her back against his chest again and wrapped his arms around her middle until she relaxed fully. Then he returned to the slow strokes along her arms. Eventually he added those light touches, just a few, along her sides.

She was relaxed and squirming now, just like he’d wanted. He let his hands explore further now, intentionally not following a pattern. He stroked her neck and then her chest. He traced over her wrist and then across her thigh. Along the way he’d visit her sensitive sides, her nipples, her cock, that tender place behind her ear.

But he never stayed there for long.

She was resolutely keeping her head forward, but she was panting now. He could feel the strain in her body as she forced herself to remain calm and still. It was intoxicating.

When he noticed that the movie was about two-thirds of the way through, he changed his tactic.

Laying out a few throw pillows on the cushion beside him, he shifted Lena’s body until she was stretched out across the couch, still draped over his legs.

She looked up at him with eyes full of hope and need. God, was she kissable like that. He wanted to devour her.

Watch the movie, he commanded, feeling the thrill of it jolting through him. He was getting wrapped up in this little fiction that they were both watching a movie while he did dirty things to her body without ever talking about them. He remembered a line that came up surprisingly often in porn and tried it out. I’m going to play with my toy.

He nearly missed it as she turned back to the television. He almost thought he’d imagined it. But something had changed. Her sparkling eyes had gone dull. Her mouth, which had been open and panting, was now closed with her lips pressed together.

It was subtle, but it was there.

He could feel it in her body, too. She was still rocking against him, but her torso was a little stiffer, even as she’d started whimpering again.