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“On the bed,” I practically groan.
Obeying, she stands and walks over to the bed, her eyes never leaving mine, waiting for my next instruction like a good girl. Her fingers grip the edge, and her thighs rub together as she tips her feet inward, looking so fucking sexy.
“You want to know the difference between aLes Pauland aStrat?” I ask, as I push off the door frame and stand in front of her.
“Yes.” Her eyes roam up my body, causing my stomach to tighten.
“Take off your clothes,” I command, and she tilts her head. “I like to show, not tell,” I explain, waiting for her to comply.
Her eyes take on a lusty glimmer as she pulls the shirt over her head, revealing her perfect, bare breasts. The darkened area around her nipples puckers, causing me to lick my lips. She leans forward to unlace her shoes and Itsk, waving my finger in the air. “Leave the shoes on.”
She smiles wickedly, lifting her hips to pull the shorts down her legs, kicking them to the side. Only the small triangle from her lace panties remains, and those fucking pink glittered Converse that I love so much. She leans back on her elbows, her breasts round and full, resting against her chest. She peers at me through thick black lashes, her nipples pebbling further under my gaze. I feel my cock hardening and straining against my jeans already at just the sight of her, so beautiful.
All mine.
Slowly, I kneel in front of her, pushing her hair back to expose her neck, giving her a taste of the sucker. Her lip’s part and she pulls it into her mouth, her tongue swirling, and I think I might fucking cum just watching her. This isn’t her show, it’s mine; and this bed is my stage.
She protests as I take the sucker from her and toss it into the trash can. It’s time for her lesson.
“AStrat’sneck is thinner than theLes Paul,” I explain as I run my finger from her jaw down her neck, my lips close to hers. I can feel her breath against my cheek, and she swallows hard.
“A man with smaller hands might prefer theStrat.” My fingers wrap around her neck to show that I don’t have that problem.
Her breasts tremble with the rise and fall of her chest.
“The biggest difference,” I say as I lay her back against the mattress, my knee resting on the edge of the bed between her thighs, “is the scale length.” I kiss her lips lightly.
She greedily reaches to take more of me, but I shake my head andtsk, gently pushing her back to the mattress.
“Don’t be greedy, baby,” I tell her. “You can have me when the lesson is over.” She pushes her bottom lip out, her body squirming under me, making it so hard to resist. My cock stirs more, and I fight not to take her right now.
“TheStratis longer,” I say after composing myself, and kiss my way down the center of her body.
“Measured from nut,” I use my finger to demonstrate and stop at the edge of her panties, “to bridge,” I finish, taking the material between my teeth. Her body quakes and she sucks in a breath, pushing her pelvis into me.
The anticipation is sweet, and right now, she is a piece of birthday cake, served on a silver platter, just waiting for me to take a taste. I groan against her panties, feeling the wetness through the lace. I want to dip my tongue inside, but I’m not done with her yet. Her breathing becomes labored, and I can smell her need.
“Are you paying attention, baby?” I look up the length of her body as she tilts her head to make eye contact with me.
“Yes.” She fights to keep her eyes open as I trace the curve of her breast, my thumb running over her nipple. She sucks in a breath as I lean over her, taking it into my mouth, gently sucking. Her body jerks at the contact. Soft moans escape her lips and she tips her head back, offering herself to me, begging me to take more of her breast. I let go of her nipple with a pop and she sighs.
“TheStrathas two cutaways,” I continue to explain, using my knuckles to brush along her ribcage to the slope of her hip.
Pressing soft kisses to the top of her panties, she squirms beneath me. My hot breath against her wet panties causes her to moan. Her skin is so fucking soft, and I can’t help but run my hands along her thighs, feeling her squirm beneath me when I link my fingers under the flimsy straps on either side of her lacy panties. To her surprise, I yank as hard as I can, tearing the material from her body as she yelps“fuck”while fisting the blanket.
Her body bucks against me, her hips involuntarily moving as I spread her open before me.
“Do you want to know why?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she says breathily, her hips rocking under my touch as I run my thumbs along either side of her, teasing as she pants.
“They are strictly cosmetic.” I press a kiss to her quivering belly and look up her body, between her breasts to her full lips that are parted, and waiting for my answer.
She is so captivating in this state of lust, wanting so badly for me to touch her more, to taste her, to bring her over the edge. It’s the anticipation, the wait, that makes it so sweet.
“But it allows greater access to the high notes.”
My mouth descends on her clit, pulling from her mewls that make all the blood rush painfully to my cock. I grab her perfect fucking heart-shaped ass and pull her further to me, lifting her hips off the bed. The heels of her Converse dig into my back as she rocks against me, fucking my mouth, and it doesn’t take long for her to come undone. Her body shakes as I pull the orgasm from her, holding her to my mouth for as long as she can take it. I love to hear her sounds of pleasure, breathing them in, and swallowing them whole.
