Page 102 of Naughty Lessons


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Fueled with his desire, he pushed his mouth inwards, nuzzling and licking me like his very existence depended upon it. Overcome by my need for him, I spread my legs further, willing him to reach inside with his tongue.

He turned me around, and the whip—I saw it now—came down on the tops of my breasts with light, lightning precision. I cried out in pleasure and surprise.

Soon, I was back in his arms and he was carrying me to bed once again. He threw me on the soft satin and immediately lowered his mouth to my pussy.

His arms wrapped around my stomach in a possessive embrace as he wedged his face between my legs and worked on me with ferocious intent.

“Oh, my God,” I cried out, thrashing my head. I muffled my screams with the back of my hand, closing my eyes as sensation after sensation washed over me.

He licked my clit and dipped his tongue in and out until I was on the verge of coming.

The next second, he’d turned us and made me straddle his thighs, positioned right over his cock. When did he even take the boxers off? I’d been too busy to notice.

As my orgasm began to build, he buried his cock inside me. The feeling of it entering my body the exact second of my climax made me vibrate so hard I thought I’d collapse.

The whip in his hand was attached to what looked like a dildo. He turned it on and it began buzzing.

Before I could understand what was happening, he placed it on my clit as his cock impaled me, pulling my body back and forth.

“Speak to me,” he commanded.

“Oh, I...” My mouth hung open as I clung to him, my whole body awake with everything happening inside me. “Oh, my God, Elijah,” I moaned, digging my nails into his back for dear life.

It was like he had a wolf inside him, unleashed and on the prowl for his mate. He scooped me closer in his arms and pushed me down on the satin sheets, his cock still buried inside me.

He took each nipple in his mouth as he continued thrusting inside and suckled on them, reveling in my whimpers.

His groans met my cries as my pussy fluttered around him. He pulled the entire length of his cock out before thrusting it in one go, the effect making my hips slap against his crotch.

Again.

Again.

I arched my body, claiming him, fucking him in return, making sure he was buried to the hilt.

Instinct took over, and he pulled my legs over his shoulders and started pummeling inside me. My body quivered, and my toes began curling and retracting.

I could feel my own wetness seeping out as our bodies smacked together. At the same time, he brought the tip of the vibrator against my nipples, its force turned to maximum.

There I lay, holding on for dear life as he fucked me with his cock, his mouth on my left nipple while the right ached in response to the buzzing of whatever magic he held in his hands.

I was about to lose my mind.

He knew I couldn’t hold back the scream. Reaching out, he muffled it with his hand as I began convulsing, the intensity of my orgasm making my pussy clench and milk his cock as he pounded me harder and faster.

I knew he was on the same edge as me “Fuck. Yes. Rory. Rory.” He fucked me in rhythm with his words, and I could feel him burrowing inside me, claiming me.

Reaching my hands out, I pulled him into an embrace as he shuddered and released himself.

It came like a slow undoing, wrapping our bodies in a warm, quiet embrace that felt like familiarity.

I looked up at him, and his eyes were very wet. I kissed his nose and eyebrows.

“I never thought I’d get to feel this way again,” he said as he ran his hands through my hair.

Neither did I.

“You make me want all the good things, Elijah,” I murmured. There was one question nagging at the back of my mind. “But there is something I have to know. Will you be okay with what... with what we have?”

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