Page 34 of Hot Four Teacher (The Lawson’s #4)

Chapter thirty-three

Damn Near Impossible

Michelle

A fter I ask the question, I stare at Dane, waiting for his response. There is so much going on behind those blue eyes of his.

“Oh, I have a long list of things I’d like to do to you,” he says.

“Care to elaborate?”

“I could do that, but I think I’d rather show you.” He grabs my chin, pulling me toward him so that our lips can touch. It hasn’t been that long since I’ve felt this, but I’ve missed it.

And this kiss is different from the past few that we’ve had. This one isn’t after a heated exchange or before a rough quickie–or at least I hope it’s not a quickie.

The kiss deepens as his tongue begins to sweep against mine. The man kisses well enough to make every thought fall right out of my head.

I moan as he grabs a handful of my ass, trying to pull me as close as possible.

He breaks the kiss and looks at me. “Come on, beautiful. Let’s go to the bedroom, so we can stretch out while I eat your pussy.”

Don’t have to tell me twice.

I stand up and hold his hand as we walk to our destination. Once we’re in there, I start to take my shirt off, but Dane stops me.

“Slow down. We have all the time in the world, and I plan on enjoying every single second of it.”

He kisses me again, this time doing it light enough to tease me just a little before moving down my jawline and then my neck. Every touch of his lips makes my skin come to life. Every nerve awakens and craves more.

Slowly, he grabs the bottom of my shirt and pulls it over my head before sinking to his knees in front of me. Our height difference makes it so that his face is level with my chest.

His thumbs trail across my nipples through the thin fabric of my bra while he kisses the tops of my breasts.

I hope that he’s going to take off my bra and do more, but he decides to take off my pants instead.

When I’m in nothing but my bra and underwear, he looks me up and down. “You are so fucking sexy.”

I’m glad he thinks so. Since I didn’t exactly plan on coming over here, I didn’t wear anything remotely hot. But Dane doesn’t seem to mind.

It occurs to me that Dane is the first man I’ve been with that I haven’t felt self-conscious with when I’m exposed. While that list may not be very long, I think it speaks volumes about Dane and how I feel about him.

While looking up at me, he reaches around my back and unhooks my bra.

He slides it down my arms while trailing kisses right behind it.

Once it’s off, he takes a breast in each hand, holding them to give his mouth easier access to move from one to the other.

He sucks and licks my nipples, teasing me and making my clit ache with need.

“Please,” I plead in a whisper.

“So antsy,” he says before focusing on my nipples again.

“Because you’re driving me crazy.”

“Good.” He flashes a sly smile before running his fingers between my legs. Even through the thin material, it’s enough to have me squirming.

“Lay down,” he commands. “I need to eat this pussy.”

Thank God.

I lie down and get comfortable on his giant bed. I go to take off my panties, but I figure he’s probably going to want to do that, too.

Before he joins me, I say, “If I’m naked, I think you should get naked too.”

He chuckles. “Is that right?”

“Hey, a gal likes having something to look at.”

“Okay, but I want you to remember that you asked for this.”

Before I can ask what he means, he starts singing what sounds like club or techno music and then breaks into a strip tease. I can’t help but laugh watching him take off his shirt–after getting stuck in it for a moment–and then swinging it in circles over his head.

He tosses it at me. I giggle as it covers my face.

When I move it away from my eyes, I see he’s moved onto his pants.

He continues making a beat while he thrusts and unbuckles his belt.

Then, off come the pants. Once they’re gone, he grabs them by either end and shimmies them between his legs while still dancing.

“Woooo!” I cheer. “If I had some dollars, I’d totally shove them in your boxers right now.”

He stops dancing and comes toward me. “I can think of something much better than dollar bills.”

He practically rips my panties from my body before pushing my thighs apart and going to town on my pussy. His tongue focuses on my clit, licking it just the way I like. I have no idea how he knows exactly what he’s doing, but it’s incredible.

It feels so good that I don’t focus on any of my insecurities–like how I haven’t shaved anything in days. Right now, I don’t care about anything aside from how good it feels.

When he hits that sweet spot, I squirm on the bed, unable to sit still. Dane keeps going but adjusts the pressure.

Sweat beads all over my skin as the pressure inside me builds. I begin making noises that don’t sound entirely human.

But once again, it feels way too good for me to care.

When he sucks my clit between my lips and massages it with his tongue, I completely lose it. My legs shake as heat explodes from my core. I cry out Dane’s name while my thighs hold him in a vice.

I barely have time to come to my senses before he slides two fingers inside and angles them just right.

“Oh, God!” I moan, fisting the sheets and preparing for another fun ride.

It’s a totally different sensation than when he eats me out, but both are fucking amazing. He pushes his fingers upward, rubbing my g-spot. Lightly, he starts licking me again.

And I lose my fucking mind.

I’m already sensitive from the first orgasm–so much so that I feel the next one already looming. He’s doing so many things at once that it’s hard to concentrate on just one thing. It all culminates together in one incredible feeling.

“Oh, God!” I keep repeating as I inch closer to the edge.

I figure I’m going to keep climbing the ladder upward toward my release, but it hits me out of nowhere like a damn freight train. This one is even stronger than the first. I come so hard I am incapable of breathing for a few moments.

Dane pulls out his fingers, and my pussy squirts a small puddle onto the mattress.

Okay, that’s new.

I wonder what Dane is thinking, but he says, “I fucking love this pussy.”

He gives my clit a light slap before standing up. I can see his cock standing at attention in his boxers.

Feeling naughty, I ask, “Are you ready to fuck me?”

He smiles and runs his hand over his thick beard. “You keep talking like that, and we may never get out of bed.”

Don’t threaten me with a good time, buddy.

“How do you want me?” I ask as he’s putting on the condom.

“Hmm.” He thinks for a moment. “On your hands and knees with your ass up in the air.”

I do what he says because…well…everything so far has been amazing. I’d probably do damn near anything he wanted right about now.

I crawl to the middle of the bed and assume the position. I feel him move behind me. As he slowly pushes inside, his hands rub the globes of my butt.

“This ass is fucking perfect. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.”

It’s so hot that he’s been thinking of me like I’ve been thinking of him.

He begins to move faster, and I get lost in the moment of how good it feels. This angle makes everything feel so intense, and I love it. Dane’s hands grip into my hips, giving him better leverage and making it easier to fuck me senseless.

“Dane,” I moan his name as my fingers grip the sheets. “That feels so good.”

“Want me to make this pussy come again?” He asks with a light slap to my ass.

I give a breathless, “Yes.”

Before I know what’s happening, he grabs my arms and pulls me up so that my back is pressed against his chest. One of his large hands start toying with my nipples while the other slips between my legs to rub my clit.

His pace slows down, so I can focus on the other things he’s doing. His lips trail kisses along my neck and shoulder.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispers in my ear. His breath sends goosebumps erupting all over my skin.

Maybe when I first got here, I worried this whole thing was still a bad idea.

While I still have my reservations, this moment right here is enough to make it worth it.

It’s filled with all of our feelings toward each other.

Our previous encounters have been fucking with not a lot of emotion behind them.

But this is different.

After this, I’m not sure I could simply walk away. It wouldn’t have been easy, but now, it might be damn near impossible.