Page 6 of Serendipity

No words were needed as he tugged at my sweater and pulled it up to take it off.

Once the sweater hit the floor, I moved my hands down to the hem of his own, and just as quickly as we got rid of mine, we got rid of his.

I loved his body, and with my fingertips I brushed along every single muscle, feeling every inch of his muscular stomach.

I’d say I got the hottest teacher of them all.

Well, he wasn’t my teacher anymore, but that forbidden feeling I felt back then still lingered inside of me.

Not to mention the age gap between us.

“Lie down,” he muttered into the kiss, and I quickly did what he wanted me to.

With my legs spread, he moved over me and positioned himself between my thighs before breaking the kiss and moving his lips to my neck.

He sucked and nibbled at my skin, then moved further down to kiss my breasts.

He cupped one of them, and with his other hand he reached behind me to get rid of my bra.

Once it was off, he pulled one nipple into his mouth and let his tongue twirl around it while he pinched and twisted the other.

I moaned his name softly, and although the walls of this apartment were thick and the neighbors couldn’t hear us, we rarely were too loud.

At least during foreplay.

“I want you,” I whispered, keeping my hands in his hair and pushing his face deeper against me.

If I wanted him to fuck me, I needed to let go.

But when it came to Ezra, that was hard.

He took his time to play with my tits, and after the other nipple got the same attention, he moved back up to plant a kiss to my lips.

“Can I get a taste of you before I fuck you?” he asked, teasing.

My lips parted, and I quickly nodded because I would never pass on him making me come with his mouth on my clit.

He grinned, then moved down to kneel in front of me, and after making quick work of my jeans and panties, he pushed my legs apart wider and started to kiss the inside of my thighs.

I closed my eyes as his tongue moved between my folds without warning, and my head tilted back while my hips bucked.

“Oh, Ez,” I moaned, gripping his hair tightly and tugging on it.

He kept moving his tongue, making me squirm underneath him.

I got more and more sensitive with each stroke of his tongue, and sure enough, I couldn’t help the tingles in my toes that moved up all the way to my belly, and spread through my whole body from there.

It was getting easy for him to know exactly what spot he had to play with to make me come.

“My turn,” I whispered as I came back down from my high, but Ezra didn’t even give me a chance to move.

His jeans were off quickly, followed by his boxer briefs, and after stroking his cock a few times, he moved over me again to kiss me before moving the tip against my folds where his tongue had been just seconds before.

“Ezra,” I whined.

I didn’t think it was fair to him and myself to not let me play with his cock before fucking me, but there was no way I could ever argue with him.

In bed, he was the one setting the pace.

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