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“Always the teacher, eh? Well—” he squeezed her nipple with his free hand, while his fingers undulated inside her “—I’m the one giving the lesson now. And you’d better behave.”
“Yes, sir.”
She stopped talking. He added another finger. There was more of him now, more filling her, moving in a shallow, fluttering movement that started a tremor in her belly.
He settled her more firmly against him. His hard thigh pressing up between her thighs, fingers buried inside her. His lips on her neck, biting her, teasing her. Blowing softly in her ear. His other hand on her breast, gently pinching her nipple.
So many sensations at once.
“That’s the way of it,” he encouraged, as she relaxed back against him, all thoughts of kissing him flying from her mind.
This was enough for now. Time enough to pleasure him later, to learn how to make him moan.
“I’m not going to stop until you’ve reached your pleasure,” he whispered. “Multiple times.”
“M-multiple?” she gasped.
“At least three. Possibly four.”
Good lord. The man was overconfident.
“With my fingers.” He moved his fingers inside her. “And then with my tongue.”
His... tongue?
He stroked her softly. “I’ll taste you here, I’ll lick you until you beg me to stop because you’re exhausted from all the pleasure.”
She’d never even imagined the depraved things he was whispering.
“I want you to do something for me, Mari.”
Anything. I’ll do anything for you.
“Breathe. Deep and steady.”
She breathed deeply, the breath flowing from her toes to the tingling, throbbing place where his fingers moved softly, ever so softly, over her.
Something shifted into focus. The possibility of pleasure.
“Oh,” she breathed. “Yes.”
He increased the speed of his fingers, sweeping across the swollen center of her body while his other hand moved from her breast to her sex, spreading her for him, positioning her body in the way he wanted it.
Her head fell back against his shoulder with an audible thud.
He cradled her, swept her along. He whispered something in her ear but she no longer heard the words, only felt the sensation of his fingers inside her, over her.
She moaned, marveling at the music he coaxed from her body... her lips.
It was like the chorus of a song she didn’t know very well.
Right now she was in the unfamiliar verses, and she didn’t know the words.
But the chorus would come soon, and she’d be able to lift her voice with confidence, and abandon, and sing along.
“That’s right,” he whispered, kissing her neck. “Just let it happen.”
The chorus came.
