Page 68 of Sex Coach

His hands brushed my wrists, my thighs, my ankles .

One hand rested against my neck, one cupped me between the thighs .

When he finally slid two fingers inside me, I was so primed for orgasm, I could have come almost immediately – if he'd just letme .

"I want to tie you up ."

I jerked against him, eyes flying open .

He said nothing about the fact that I'd looked at him without him telling me. In fact, he seemed to have been expecting it, one hand braced on the table next to my head, the other still between my thighs .

I clenched the muscles there together instinctively, but all that did was drive his hand deeper, and I moaned. He gave a slow twist of his wrist and circled my clitoris with his thumb. "Will you let me "

Whimpering, I reached down and grabbed his wrist, rocking against his touch, trying to deepen the connection. He let me, but he gave me nothing else, watching with unyielding patience .

"Jake..."

"I won't hurt you," he said, speaking to the unspoken fears starting to rise inside. "If it's too much, you say your safe word. If you get too scared, you call it off. You're in control, Michelle. Let me show you ."

He kissed one eyelid, then the other, moving down to my lips as he spoke .

"Okay."

The word slipped out. I hadn't made any conscious decision one way or the other. I just...okay .

Thankfully, he didn't just jump right up and grab a pair of handcuffs or anything. Instead, he slanted his mouth over mine and kissed me. At the same time, he pumped and rotated his wrist, working me right back to the knife's edge of pleasure, and this time, he didn't stop until I went careening right over .

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"W hy like this?"The words rasped out of me. Arms stretched high over my head and pinned to a hook on the wall. I couldn't move my upper body very well. But I was only secured because the ties he'd used on my wrists went over that hook...and he'd put the ends in my hand .

"If you need to be free, you just pull. You don't even need the safe word, but I'd rather you use it first ."

Still, I didn't know how I felt about being pinned to a wall as he stepped between my thighs .

"Because seeing you spread yourself out for me, knowing you don't have to be..." Jake's lids drooped low over his eyes, a smile kicking up one corner of his mouth. "You've got no idea how fucking hot you're making me, Michelle. I want you more than I want my next breath ."

I gulped in air as he went to his knees in front of me, catching one thigh and hooking it over his shoulder. Feeling utterly exposed and vulnerable, I shivered. That shiver got worse as he blew a puff of air on me. "Close your eyes again, baby," he murmured, not waiting for me to follow the order before he leaned in and licked me .

I did, but more on a wave of pleasure than out of any instinct to obey him. Groaning, I shuddered as he swirled his tongue over the bud of my clitoris, then caught it between his teeth, giving it a slow, sensual tug .

"You're going to come," Jake said against my pussy. "And when you do...right as you're on the edge, I'm going to..." He licked me again, then pushed two fingers inside me, thrusting them in deep and fast, without any warning .

I arched up in surprise, cried out as a wave of ecstasy washed over me .

"...sink my cock inside this hot..." He stopped fucking me with his fingers, gave my clitoris another teasing lick. "Sweet..." Thrust, twist. Lick. "Cunt ."

I whimpered, my entire body convulsing almost to the point of pain as he pulled me closer and closer to that promised edge .

Thrust. Twist. Lick .

"Say you want that, Michelle ."

Thrust.

"Say it ."

Twist.

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