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“Show me,” he said, leaning against my dresser and slipping off his shoes.
“Please,” I begged, dipping my fingers in my center, so he could hear that I was ready. His cock jumped in his pants.
His eyes trailed down my body and jumped to meet mine. “I’ll never tire of you, ever.”
“I missed you. Please, please, Ian. I want you.”
He was still partially clothed and driving me out of my mind with his control. His hair was combed neatly and gelled. He looked so sophisticated, so well put together—dashing—I could only imagine the fantasies of his students and felt a pang of jealousy as the idea struck.
I began to writhe on the bed, a completely different woman than I was before he’d become my lover. Never in a million years could I have dreamed of having the appetite I did then. Not every time was painful, but I would risk it every day for the slightest feel of him. It was hopeless, I was addicted to him and hopelessly in love.
“Say it again.”
“I want you.”
“Again.”
“I fucking want you,” I said as he remained where he stood. “Please.”
When he didn’t move, I sat up. “What are you doing?”
“Again.”
“I want you.”
“Again.”
Anger began to surface. “What are you doing?”
“Again.”
“Go to hell.”
Moving to the edge of the bed, he stopped me from my retreat as tears sprang to my eyes.
“Fine,” I sighed as my tears fell. “I need you, happy?”
“No,” he said before kissing me within an inch of my life. When he pulled away, I was emotionally raw.
“Damnit, Ian, this wasn’t supposed to happen.”
He nodded. “I know.”
“This isn’t good, is it?”
“No, but you aren’t alone.”
I ripped his hair as he tilted my neck and bit and sucked until I was begging again.
I unzipped his pants freeing his cock, pumping it between us.
“Every time I see you, I feel so relieved. Like I’d been living in some sort of dream and then I come back and you’re here,” he put my hand over his chest, “and I can breathe again.”
Emotion bounced between us as he slid into me, stretching me full while my throat burned with emotion. When we’d both come, he pulled me to his chest as the room began to darken with the setting sun.
“This is the best I’ve ever felt,” he whispered, “ever.”
“You’re my first, Ian.”
