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“It’s a good start, but there are a lot of other first places I’m after.”

Tess subtly shifted her gaze from the movie to him. “Such as?”

A hint of a blush spread throughout his face, and that insidious part of him that he was slowly eroding—the part that worried and fretted that things might not work out how he hoped—tried to hold him back. It warned that today had already pushed their relationship ahead leaps and bounds and that trying to take too much ground too quickly might backfire spectacularly.

Don’t get greedy,it said.Play it safe. The woman of your dreams is leaning against you. She’s already made you see stars four times today, and she wants to do it again in a bit. Don’t ruin this.

Liam set his jaw. Todaywasn’tthe day where he’d stop short. It wasn’t the day he’d give up before the finish line.

Stuffing his worries back into the crevasse they’d slithered out of, he, too, turned away from the movie. In the dark, his and Tess’s eyes met. Audacious, decisive statements flowed from his lips—and he would never be able to take them back.

“I want to give you what you’ve given me,” he said. “I want to make you orgasm more than you ever have in a single day.” No. That wasn’t enough. “I want to break every record you can think of.” Closer. But still not quite there. “I want to be the person who’s given you more orgasms thananyoneelse.”

There it was. A goal that couldn’t be fulfilled over a single winter break, no matter how debaucherous—and it seemed like it would beverydebaucherous—it ended up being. Even if her marriage had disintegrated in all but name years ago, there were still many years before that. Liam couldn’t put half a dozen nice words together for Douglas, but surely, he wasn’t so impotent as to leave one of the most attractive women on Earth unattended. One who had already shown consistent joy in satisfying her partner.

If Liam were to outdo her former husband, who at the very least likely had a massive head start in terms of frequency of opportunities, then he’d need months or years himself. Especially since they were facing a wretched separation in two weeks when he had to head back to college. They hadn’t discussed much further than the holiday break yet, and he’d mostly just tried not to think about the impending end of this joyous dream he was living.

But now he’d brought it to the forefront of both their minds; he saw it in the way Tess’s expression slightly shifted. She was as deep in thought as he was.

“That last one is a very long-term goal,” she eventually pointed out.

“I know.” What else was he to say? It was true.

“Maybe even the first one is. I wasn’t particularly saintly—or should I say ‘angelic’—in my college years.”

“I’m still determined to do it.”

“I can see that,” Tess said, remaining close to him. “I can hear it in your voice.”

He nodded, swallowing as subtly as he could. He didn’t want Tess to realize just how nervous he was. “Good.”

Tess kept looking at him, kept remaining close. She licked her lips, and the sound of explosions emanating from the TV during the film’s climax went completely unnoticed by them both.

“Seventeen times is my most, I think. It could be eighteen. That was alongtime ago. I was on my back forhours. Well, minus the time I spent on all fours.”

Liam stiffened immediately. Just moments later, Tess’s searching hand discovered that change. Slipping its way between his pants and stomach, fingertips flushed with heat contacted the precum oozing out of his cock.

“I could barely walk by the time it was all over,” Tess purred, eyes dilating with excitement. “Are you saying you would do that to me, Liam? If I let you have your way with me?”

Her hand wrapped around his manhood, which practically pulsated as though there was a drum inside of it. As she shifted even closer, the lighter ends of her brunette hair tickled his neck.

“Every day,” he managed to croak, throat as dry as a desert.

“Every day? Is this on top of your requirement that I pleasure you with my mouth every day, as well? It sounds like we’ll be quite busy. Almost untenably so.”

“Almost,” he agreed, which caused Tess’s teasing smile to expand.

“But not impossible to work around,” she said, finishing his statement.

“That’s right.”

“Even though you’ll be leaving for your spring semester soon?” She smiled to let him know she wasn’t just saying that to rain on his hopes. “Isn’t itsucha shame that you don’t go to Bellmore? See? It’s coming back to bite you.”

On his first day back for winter break, the gorgeous professor had more than intimated her wish that he’d chosen to attend Bellmore over Perrymont. Back then, she’d been upset that she’d never have him in one of her classes. Now, there was almost certainly an additional reason, far more lascivious than its predecessor, in play.

“If I did, would I be allowed to get this close to you on campus?”

Dangerous desires flared within the lovely professor’s eyes. “That would be incredibly inappropriate of me as your professor. But then, is it any worse than what I’m already considering allowing to exist between us? It’s rather difficult to maintain an air of reputability after I’ve let you see how depraved I can be these past few days.”

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