Page 127 of Learn Your Lesson

My cock hardened even more at the plea, and I rocked it into her as I squeezed her throat a bit tighter. Her nipples were taut, face red with effort as she bucked against my hand.

Water sloshed out of the sides of the tub as I began to work her harder, faster, my palm sliding up and down before I’d bundle my fingers at that sensitive nerve ending and torture her with quick circles.

Our bodies were slick, sliding against one another as she whimpered and chased her orgasm. I could tell she was close — so fucking close — but she couldn’t quite get what she wanted.

All at once, I released her, pulling my hands from her throat and between her legs. I gripped onto her hips and started lifting.

“Stand up.”

Chloe was in a daze, her eyes fluttering, body trembling at the loss. But she did as I said, using the sides of the tub to help her stand as I gave her a boost. When she was up, I turned her to face me, guiding one foot to the edge of the tub behind my shoulder.

I fully planned to immediately go to town on her, but now, I couldn’t help but take a moment to appreciate the glorious fucking view.

Her body was soaked, bubbles clinging to her curves and sliding down to the water in slow rivulets. Her plump breasts heaved with every breath, her face flushed, eyes heavy as they stared down at me and waited for what I’d do next.

“Goddamn, Chloe,” I praised, running my hands up her calves, her thighs, until I could palm her perfect ass. “I could stare at you forever. I could live and die right here, just like this.”

“Please make me come first.”

I blinked, and then a laugh barreled out of me. Gone was the Chloe who shied away from asking me for what she wanted, who didn’t evenknowwhat to ask for in the first place.

I wet my lips and pulled her down to my mouth. “Yes, ma’am.”

I thought I saw her smirk, but then her face went blank — eyes widening before snapping shut, mouth opening, neck arching and legs violently shaking. I ran my tongue over her swollen clit, teasing her only a moment before I rewarded her with the sucking pulses I knew she loved.

“Will,” she whined, dropping lower until I took more of her weight. I hummed against her cunt and sucked harder. She was already close. She just needed to be filled.

Carefully, I toyed with her pussy with one thick finger before driving it inside. She was so wet, not from the bath but fromme. It made it easy to plunge another finger in, and I curled them in time with the rhythm of my mouth on her clit, ignoring the way my arms burned and my neck ached at the angles and effort.

I was a fucking hockey player.

If there was one thing I had, it was stamina in spades.

It didn’t take long for Chloe to become a wild animal. She fucked my face in her desperation to find release, and I gave her the same energy back. My fingers slid in and out, curling, fucking her deep while my tongue worked her clit. I swirled it and latched my mouth onto her, sucking and licking and moaning so she could feel how much I loved to be here, how badly I wanted to make her fly apart.

And fly apart she did.

Her hands shook where they braced her on my shoulders, nails biting into the muscle as she cried out. She bucked her hips and trembled so hard she nearly collapsed, but I held her tight, not letting her back away from my mouth or my fingers as I gave her every last wave of that climax.

She screamed my name and a dozen curse words, shaking and rocking against me. And when she finally found the end, her orgasm receding, her head snapped forward, eyes hooded as they latched onto me.

I pressed a light kiss against her clit, helping her bring her leg off the edge of the tub and right herself as I removed my fingers from inside her.

She shook her head on a sated smile.

Then, she turned, offering me a sensational view of her glistening backside before she lowered into the water. She stayed on her knees, leaning forward, one hand on theedge of the tub and the other holding her steady under water. She looked over her shoulder, her wet hair sticking to her neck and cheeks and lips in rustic strands as she batted her lashes.

And she didn’t even have to ask for what she wanted.

She wiggled that perfect ass side to side, the bottom of it gliding over the water, a beckoning grin on her pink lips.

I inhaled a long groan of a breath as my hands moved to palm her, sliding up and over the slick swells of her ass in admiration. I smacked one cheek and then the other, biting my lip at the resulting wave of each.

With a growl, I moved her forward enough for me to stand. I needed to grab a condom, which was a real fucking inconvenience in this moment.

As I searched for the nearest towel, Chloe’s hand shot out to touch my leg. “Where are you going?”

“Condom,” I managed.