Page 150 of Forbidden Lessons

But I guess he gets tired of banging his dick against the wall, because he angles up, sliding over the top of my underwear instead.

And my clit.

With my underwear so wet, it’s like I’m not wearing anything at all.

His hard shaft drags over my already sensitive clit, leaving urgent tingles in its wake.

“Yeah? You want it?”

What if I just pulled my underwear aside and let him fuck me?

How bad could it be?

How much could it really hurt?

“Mmm, yeah. Tell me what it feels like.” Clothing rustles on the other side of the room, but it’s all background noise to the ringing in my ears. The sound of my breath mingling with Kai’s as he uses the grip on my hand to rub his dick back and forth over my clit.

I squirm, but I don’t know if it’s to get away from him, or to try to push him harder against that impossibly sensitive nub. I’m so fucking wet, and my pussy keeps clenching, spilling even more wet heat out of me.

When Kai’s hips move up, his fingers bump against my pussy, sending a jolt through my body. And he keeps doing it. Like he’s imagining pounding into me.

Beinginside me.

Filling me and stretching me.

My breath hitches, and I bite down on my bottom lip as I struggle not to moan out loud.

I shouldn’t bother.

Melissa’s moaning loud enough to cover whatever sounds we make.

Kai puts his lips to my ear. “Open,” he rasps.

I grit my teeth. “Fuck you.”

“Jesus, you’re playing with fire.” He throttles my hand, forcing me to grip him harder, to drag his cock against my clit at a punishing pressure that’s sending me spiraling to a climax.

My hips buck, and I can’t control them anymore than I can control him.

When he bites my earlobe, a fierce shock tears through me. I pant, letting go of the knife, fumbling between us for my underwear.

I need him inside me. Like right fucking now.

And from the way his breathing picks up, how the hand holding mine holding his cock trembles, he wants it too.

So why the fuck, when I rip my underwear aside, does he pull back? Why does he hover there, an inch from me, so close I can feel his heat, and not fuck me?

“Do it,” I push through clenched teeth.

His staggered exhale coats the side of my neck. Then he presses his lips to my skin, so soft I can barely feel it.

A shudder races through me. I groan, turning my head, seeking his mouth with mine.

But he turns his head, and all I’m kissing is hair as he jerks off an inch from my pussy.

Urgent, violent tugs that end with his fingers thumping against my pussy. Each strike feels like a punch, and in seconds, I’m coming.

My back arches, my legs splaying wide as I lose all control. He just keeps going.

---