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“You’re angry with me for being concerned about your personal hygiene?”
Her mouth twitches. “Stop putting me on a pedestal. I’m not fragile. And I’m not perfect. Nobody is.” Is this her way of saying she forgives me? “So shut up, Dr. Mathews. This is happening.”
Well, who am I to argue with that?
“C’mon then, Ms. Roberts.” Leaning forward, I whisper, “It’s time for you to put your money where your mouth will be.”
She blushes a lovely pink, and the sight gets me even more wound up than I already am.
She’s nervous, so I will try to respect her wishes and allow her to take control. But when her pink tongue dances out to wet her bottom lip, I lose all restraint and take hold of the reins. I bend down slowly, watching her mounting breaths push out her gorgeous tits. I stop advancing forward only when we’re inches apart. Her harsh exhalations fan my face, and when I close the distance, her breaths intensify to a quicker pace.
I cup her beautiful face with my palm and nuzzle her nose with mine. “You smell divine.”
She fumbles when unfastening the button on my jeans. But her inexperience, strangely enough, is a heady rush of pleasure. She kisses me lightly while unzipping my fly. Her gasp reveals she’s found me standing at full salute. I didn’t bother with underwear, as my junk has been confined enough as it is.
“Can I touch you?”
“You don’t have to ask me. I’m yours. Touch me because you want to touch me, not because you asked.”
My surrender provokes her inner vixen, and she timidly slips a hand inside my pants. The moment she makes contact with my raging hard-on, I hum low, the feeling absolute fucking bliss. She wraps her fingers around me and strokes up and down myshaft. Her stilted, jolted movements have me pushing my hips forward, encouraging her to take control.
“I’m sorry. I’m not very good at this,” she confesses in a small voice.
“Don’t be silly. It feels…incredible.” I sigh, closing my eyes.
“I just—you’re so big. I feel like I’m not doing it properly.”
Those words are what every hot-blooded American male wants his girl to say when her hands are wrapped around his cock.
Keeping my ragged breathing under control, I suggest, “Try making a looser fist and relax your wrist.”
“Like this?” she asks, doing as I instructed.
“Yes, exactly like that.”
She slackens her grip and begins moving up and down my dick, her confidence spiking. The friction is kind of rough, but I’m not going to stop her because I can feel her finding her rhythm.
“You’re a good teacher, Dr. Mathews,” she breathlessly says, her strokes getting quicker and quicker.
“It’s because you’re a good student, Ms. Roberts.” I swallow hard when she runs her thumb over my sensitive head.
As great as this feels, if she wants to act on her request, she’d better do so soon because I’m seconds away from coming. Thankfully, she reads my desperation and stills. Before I can protest, she slips my jeans down, and I spring to full attention.
Opening my eyes, I watch as she swallows nervously. “Wow.”
I would usually be filled with crude comments, but with Madison, I simply smile. Brushing my fingers through her hair, I give her an encouraging nod. She bites her lip and gulps before dropping to her knees in front of me. This sight is one I’ll cherish for the rest of my life.
Her harsh breathing bathes my dick because she’s inches from taking me into her mouth. I can’t stand the wait any longer. Isubtly shift my hips, begging her to put me out of my misery. She does. She looks up at me from under those long lashes and licks her lips before brushing back her hair and lowering her mouth onto me.
I let out a low, animalistic groan when I feel her lips wrap around my throbbing head. I have been waiting for this to happen for so long, but my imagination pales compared to the real thing.
She goes in too quick, too fast, and ends up gagging. She pulls back and leaves a quarter of me in her mouth and begins sucking slowly. She’s a fast learner.
I bunch my hands into fists by my side, not wanting to force her into taking more of me than she’s ready to take. But she must be able to read my sexual anguish because the clever girl raises her hand and covers what she can’t take in her mouth with her palm.
That’s the death of me and I throw my head back while pumping my hips forward. When I feel her choke on my eager cock, I instantly draw my hips back.
“Sorry.” My words are a jumbled mess.
