Page 19 of Classroom Confessions

What did I want? I wanted him, all of him tangled up inside me. But I also wanted time to explore. “I want you in my mouth.” I’d never said that out loud before, and I didn’t feel ashamed now. In the quiet safety of Cole’s bedroom, I felt powerful enough to say anything. I’d thought David was the only one to bring that out in me, but apparently not.

“Can I please you at the same time?” Heat poured off his body. He removed my shirt and unsnapped my bra. I’d barely taken a breath to answer before he pulled a nipple into his mouth and sucked so hard I locked my hands on his shoulders to keep my legs from collapsing beneath me.

He growled in the back of his throat and unbuttoned my jeans, sliding them down my legs until they locked in place over my boots.

When he released my nipple, I found enough breath to answer, “Yes.”

“Yes?” He watched me through half-lidded eyes. I nodded, and a smile of absolute pleasure lit his face. He knelt onto one knee and removed my boots, socks, and jeans, leaving me standing in front of him in nothing but my panties.

I hooked my fingers in his belt loops when he straightened and reached into his pants. His groan and the way his eyes shuttered closed emboldened me to remove his pants the same way he’d removed mine. The move put his cock right in my face, the long, throbbing heat too delicious to resist. I wrapped my lips around him and slid him deep into my throat.

“Fucking hell.” He grabbed the sides of my face and held me still. “Rebecca.”

I loved the way he said my name. Like it was the sweetest torture. I swirled my tongue over the head of his cock and sucked.

“I’d love nothing more than to watch you suck me, but there’s one thing I need more.” He thrust into my mouth in a series of short bursts while his head fell back on another curse. “God, you’re good at that.”

Pleasure at the praise sent me forward, swallowing more of his cock than I thought possible. He twitched and hissed when he hit the back of my throat, then went deeper. Before I could react, he pulled his cock from me and lifted me onto my feet. His lips slammed into mine, all fiery heat and desperate need.

We were both panting by the time he broke off the kiss. He still held my face between his palms, and he stared at me with so much passion and desire that I didn’t dare look away.

“I’m going to lie down on the bed, and you’re going to reverse cowgirl my face.” A wicked, delighted grin appeared. “You get to suck my dick, and I’m going to eat that pussy of yours until you come all over me. Then, and only then, will I put my dick inside you. Agreed?”

I could say no. I could tell him I wasn’t comfortable with that position. I was too big. I’d hurt or smother him. But the thought of it, the image he’d created in my mind, forced me to nod.

“Good girl.” He slid onto the bed and lay back, his cock stiff and heavy as he beckoned me closer. “Have you ever done this before?”

“No. Not like this.”

That wicked smile appeared again. “Come here.” He motioned me forward with both hands, guiding me to turn and swing my leg over his head.

I hesitated, and then his hands were there, sliding my thighs wider, his thumbs exposing me. Fear gripped tight, freezing me in place. I shouldn’t do this. I didn’t need to explore different positions.

He stroked me with his tongue, sending electric fire straight to my pussy.

“Holy shit.” I panted through the bolt of pleasure.

His low chuckle rippled the muscles in his abdomen. “Come closer, Rebecca.” He licked me again and hooked his arms over my thighs, pulling me all the way down onto his face.

Oh, God. Oh, fuck. I’d never felt anything like it before. Cole stiffened his tongue and thrust it into me, then laved my clit, circling his tongue over and around it until I could barely see straight.

I braced on my hands and knees and brought his dick to my lips. When I flicked out my tongue to taste him, he did the same to me. More. Desperation drove me onto his dick like a starving woman. I took him in, deeper and deeper. The harder I worked to twirl my tongue and suck his cock, the harder he worked my pussy and clit. I could barely breathe through the pleasure spiking through me. It was everywhere. My arms and legs shook, my thighs quivering as the first waves of orgasm took over.

I cried out with the sheer torture of it and used my hand on Cole’s cock in place of my mouth until I couldn’t stand it any longer. He’d swelled even more in my hand and mouth until the round head purpled and a thick vein ran along the shaft. I licked him from base to tip, then sucked just the head as I stroked his shaft with my hand.

He bucked into my mouth and clamped his lips on my clit, sucking it until flashes of light burst in my vision. I rode his face, my body overtaking my mind and claiming the release as I ground onto his mouth with a desperation I’d never experienced before.

When the orgasm came, it swept me up in a whirlwind. All the nerves in my pussy sparked at once, the muscles drawing tight. I choked myself on his cock, needing him to feel as good as I did in the waves of my orgasm.

As the orgasm slowed, Cole loosened his grip on my thighs. I didn’t want to move, but I managed to climb off him while keeping hold of his dick.

He cupped my hands and slid them off him, bringing them up to his face and kissing each palm. He wore a satisfied smile, almost like he didn’t mind that he’d not gotten off yet.

“Let me finish you.” I reached for him again, but he held me at bay.

“I’m not done yet.” Sitting up, he eased me onto my back. “I told you, I don’t rush. That was foreplay, sweetheart. We’re just getting started.”

Foreplay? That was foreplay?

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