Page 110 of Javier

I caught a glimpse of her eyes, sparkling with the same desire and lust that seared me.

“I don’t need to revisit past lessons,” she rasped. “I don’t want to wait any longer.”

Her words went straight to my groin.

How I managed to get to the bed without ramming my dick in her pussy, I didn’t know. I settled her on the mattress, locked the sliders, and closed the drapes, knowing that my security app was enabled, I had ten guards patrolling the treehouse, and we were safe for tonight.

Then I turned to face my obsession.

“Let’s pick up where we left off last night,” I said, my voice gravelly. “Take off your dress.”

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Missy

I let out the breath I’d been holding, then inhaled it right back and trapped a gasp in my throat. As if teaching by example, he removed his shirt and stepped out of his linen pants.The dimmed lights caressed his nude body. The golden glow highlighted the gorgeous definition of the squares that grid his flat stomach, the defined glory of his fit muscles, and yes, the magnificent erection that rose between his legs.

“Now you,” he said, his eyes shimmering with desire.

I pushed off the bed, slid the dress over my head, and dropped it on the floor. Like him, I wore nothing beneath my clothes. I stood before him naked and already drenched. It was as if our lessons had never been interrupted. I looked at his sex and ogled.

“You’re so…”Big? Strapping? Hulking?“Ready.”

“That’s me whenever you’re around.” He flashed a pained smile.

“Does it hurt?”

“It’s excruciating,” he admitted. “You don’t know the half of it, Angel. We gotta do something about it. Take a seat on the bed.”

Need sizzled through me, stiffening my already taut nipples and doing the same to my clit. I was already soaked down there. The way his gaze devoured me as I sat stark naked on the bed had me shivering all over. I remembered the glorious skill of his lips and fingers, the taste of his sex between my lips, and the feel of it sliding down the curve of my throat. If I knelt down and took his sex in my mouth right now, I might need a bigger mouth and a longer throat.

“So.” He raised his eyebrows. “Where were we?”

“I had just… um… you know.” My cheeks blazed like a banana flambé.

“Sucked my dick?” he tossed out, taking a step toward me, then another, until he braced in front of me, his sex very nearly at the level of my face. “Yeah. I’d just barely survived the pleasures of your mouth.”

I tilted my head, moistened my lips, and offered in abreezy voice. “I can do it again, if you’d like.”

“Oh, yeah,” he rumbled. “We’re gonna do it again. You’re gonna suck my dick and I’m going to eat your pussy, but right now, we have other priorities. Do you remember where we stopped last night?”

“I have an excellent memory,” and amazing recollections of his gorgeous sex in my mouth. “We were on lesson six.”

“We’d moved on.” His tone was stern, but his lips curved. “I told you that I wanted to fuck you.” He pinned me down with his sparkling stare. “I was waiting for your answer.”

My lips pursed in the perfect, “Oh.”

What if he didn’t like me? What if I did it wrong? What if I failed to give him what he needed? The doubts flying at me from every direction had me feeling smaller by the moment.

“Angel?” I startled at his voice. “You’re overthinking this. Your answer?”

I took a deep breath. We were both safe and we’d already done sexy, wicked things I’d never dare do with any other man. It was time to move forward.

“Yes.”

“Yes to what?” His stare burned through me until I had to press my legs together and even that didn’t help soothe the growing ache between my thighs.

“Yes, to… you know.” I flashed a wry smile. “Making whoopee?”

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