Page 78 of Tempt Me

David was an excellent pupil and followed my instructions without hesitation.

Fumbling for the zip at the side of my dress, I undid it, and when the fabric fell to my feet, I kicked it aside.

Wearing nothing but my skimpy thong and sexy heels, I grabbed his right hand and trailed it over my body and into my G-string. A delicious shudder rolled through me and at his very first touch. Guiding his finger beneath mine, I showed him how to apply pressure to my clit. Together, we rolled our fingers around and then pressed down on my sensitive bud.

Our breathing became erratic, and David’s hand delved lower of its own accord. His long arms afforded him excellent reach, and as his lips continued to travel up and down my neck, one hand squeezed my nipple and manipulated my breast while his right index finger plunged deep into my pulsing hole. His ability to concentrate on all three areas was exceptional.

His touch was sensation overload, and my insides begged for release. From this angle, each time he glided his fingers into my pussy, they rubbed over my clit, drawing out every inch of my lust.

“Faster,” I urged.

And as David plunged my throbbing depths, I bent my knees, giving him more. He moaned, and his hot breath teased my neck. Gasping, I tipped over the edge and let my orgasm overtake my body and mind. Waves of ecstasy shuddered through me as David continued probing my pussy until I was completely exhausted.

I turned out of his embrace and placed my hands on his chest. “Wow. Just wow.”

His smile was glorious. “Really?”

“Yes, really.” I glanced down at his groin to admire the bulge in his pants. “I see you’re still with me.”

He nodded, clearly pleased with himself. “Can you show me something else?”

I wiggled my eyebrows, delighted with the prospect. “I have an idea.” I peeled off his shirt and tossed it aside, then I grabbed his hand and led him to the kitchen counter.

“Hang on a sec.” My wet G-string felt very unsexy, and I stepped out of it and tossed it aside. “Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be sorry. You’re amazing.”

I cupped his cheek. “Thank you. Now place your hands on my hips and help me onto the counter.”

He did as he was asked, and I spread my legs apart and indicated for him to step forward. Once he was close enough, I wrapped my legs around him and locked my ankles, trapping him in my deviant lair. I nearly giggled at that thought, but the serious expression on his face stopped me.

“David.”

“Yes.”

“You’re meant to be enjoying this, but you look like you’re doing a math exam.”

“Oh, sorry. I’m . . . I’m?—”

“Would you like to taste me?” I diverted his attention with expert skill.

He nodded, and his cock bounced in his belted pants.

I unlocked my ankles, placed my palms on the counter, and eased back, thrusting my breasts out. Thankfully, I didn’t have to instruct him, and he leaned forward. His lips latched onto my breast and drew the nipple into his mouth. “You can roll my nipple between my teeth but be very gentle.”

As I scraped my nails through his scalp, David sucked my boobs until my nipples grew rock hard, and as they begged for more of his attention, my clit pulsed out its own needy signal.

I braced on one hand, and with his other hand in mine, I guided him to my pussy, and as he plunged my hot abyss, I rubbed my clit, rolling my finger over and over my nub, each time pressing down harder. He plunged in and out, first with one finger, then two, thrusting to feverish beat.

I flopped back onto the counter and lifted my ankles onto his shoulders so my stilettos framed his neck. His expression was a curious one. Maybe he was expecting an invitation.

I parted my knees, showing him all there was of me. His eyes bulged, and his jaw fell ajar, confirming he liked what he saw. I nodded, giving him a silent go-ahead. David bent forward and ran his hot tongue up my pussy.

It was quick. Shocking. And fucking awesome.

His tongue was an inferno, slick and hard, too, as it glided up and down my velvet folds and around my clit. He slipped a finger into my throbbing pussy, and I gasped as he added a second. His long fingers prodding something deep inside that had my insides clenching every time he touched it. There was no pain, just mind-blowing pleasure.

His hot tongue drove exquisite shudders through me, and I raised my hips, giving him a new angle to play with.

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