Page 74 of Learn Your Lesson

This was only the first time I’d take her, and the possibilities had me aching for the next time before round one was even finished.

“Up.”

I barely got the word out before she was standing, and I took her place on the middle cushion, sinking my back against the leather and reaching out for one of her hands.

“Come here,” I beckoned, and I helped her climb into my lap.

She looked unsure as she did, her brows furrowing, lips rolling together as she watched where her thighs straddled mine. She used her hands on the back of the couch to hold her weight off me, and I frowned.

“Sit on me.”

Her worried eyes flashed to mine, and she sank just an inch.

My nostrils flared.

“Eventually, you’re going to be sitting on my face, Chloe. So you better get used to it.Sit.”

This time, she let go, and I moaned when the full weight of her rested in my lap, when my cock slicked between her swollen lips.

“That’s it,” I said, and I reached between us for my shaft, lifting her just enough for me to press against her entrance. “Now, do it again. Slowly. As slowly as you need to.”

Her breathing intensified when I edged inside her. I cursed, she shivered, my cock begged for me to wind my hands around her shoulders and pull her down until I was balls fucking deep.

Somehow, I resisted, busying myself with her beautiful tits and hips, instead. I let her take her time, focusing on the little sounds she let loose as she sank down another inch, lifted, and then found one more.

“Such a good fucking girl,” I praised, rolling her nipples between my thumbs and forefinger to help her work me inside her. “Taking my cock just like I knew you could.”

Chloe whimpered, letting her head fall back as she lifted and sank another half inch. Each time she coated me with her release, and after what felt like the most excruciating, tantalizing minutes of my life, she finally satallthe way down.

For a long moment, we just sat there, Chloe moaning and breathing hard as I pinned her hips in place and felt my cock jump inside her. She hugged me so perfectly, and when I helped her lift up and slide back down, I knew I wasn’t going to last long.

I told her as much, cursing out the admission as she picked up the pace and started riding me in slow, rhythmic pumps. Every time she landed in my lap, her breasts rippled. Every time I flexed deeper inside her, she cried out and bowed into me. Every time I groaned, she rocked her clit against my pelvis like that sound was the key to her third orgasm of the night.

For a while, I let her move just like that, driving me wild with each maddeningly slow roll of her body. Her legs quaked around me, her eyes casting up toward the sky before they locked on my gaze.

“Do you like it? Am I… am I doing it right?”

I almost laughed.

I was two seconds away from coming before she could get hers and she wanted to know if she was doing it right?

“I fuckingloveit,” I told her, because I was all too happy to praise her if that’s what she needed to hear. “Watching you ride me, feeling how you hug my cock.”

She moaned, and I used the opportunity to hold fast to her hips and help her pick up the pace. She rocked against me each time she landed, and I flexed in deeper, desperate to find that spot inside her.

When she grew wild and unsteady, I knew she was close. She bucked and whined and let me take the full weight of her, let me control how fast she was bouncing in my lap. And when she came again, her walls tightening around me and her screams echoing off the glass of the pool house, I let myself follow.

I fucked her harder, faster, holding onto her so she wouldn’t fly out of my lap as I chased my release. She cried out both my name and God’s in tandem, and when the first numbing, all-consuming shock of release found me, Ibit down on her shoulder, groaning out weeks of pent-up frustration and tension.

“Goddamn, Chloe,” I cursed against her skin, and I held her to me, rocking inside her over and over, deeper and deeper, like I wanted to become a permanent part of that perfect body of hers.

Her nails clawed at my back in a way I knew would leave marks, but I didn’t give a fuck. I was consumed by her. I was everything and I was nothing. All the energy in the universe existed inside me right now, insideher, and yet we were nothing at all, nonexistent and omnipresent all at once.

Somehow, at some point, my climax receded.

I felt myself slowing where I pumped inside her, sighed a bit as she felt lax in my arms. My cock twitched until it began to soften, but I kept it inside her, flexing in and out like I could catch round two if I tried.

My arms wrapped around her, pulling her against my chest, and I inhaled the sweet scent of her and nuzzled into her neck.