Page 46 of Operation Heartbeat

As she slipped the dress off, leaving her in nothing but two small stickers covering each nipple, he couldn’t hold back his groan anymore.

“Fuck, Professor.”

“Let’s get you out of these pants.” She stepped up to him and took over again.

Standing so close that warmth waved off her toned, silky body, she held his stare while she unbuttoned his fly.

She slid the zipper down with a precision that was true to the way she worked.

As she reached the final barrier between his cock and her warm, soft hand, time seemed to stand still. His heart drummed against his chest.

She hooked her hand in the sides of his pants and slowly worked them down his body, taking his boxer briefs with them.

His cock bobbed in the air, stiff. If he could look away from her stunningly beautiful face, he’d see his shaft was purple and ridged with veins that beat in time to his heart.

She didn’t shift her gaze from his but encircled his cock at the base with her slender fingers. “You’re thick.”

His cock reacted to the praise with a swell. Precum pooled at the tip.

When she curled her fingers into a tight ring and gave him a slow jack, his eyes rolled up in his head.

“Sophie.”

She worked his stiff cock through her clamped fist.

“Professor.”

She wiped her thumb over the tip of his cock, slipping through the slickness there.

He grabbed her hand, stilling it. Then in quick moves, he bent to untie his dress shoes and toed them off. He stepped out of his clothes and peeled off his socks.

The instant he was free, she stepped into his arms. The dark curl of lust inside him took over, and he hauled her up against him. Turning for the bed, he spattered kisses over the delicious column of her throat.

He lay her down on the plush mattress and continued kissing her breasts.

“What are these?”

“Pasties. I didn’t want everyone at the party to see my hard…” She let out a gasp as he sucked on her flesh, drawing it into his mouth. She gave a full-body shudder. “Nipples,” she finished her train of thought.

He wanted to fuck her until her mind was blank and she pulsated for him over and over again.

“How do we get them off?”

She lifted her head off the bed and stared down at the flesh-colored circles covering each nipple. Not being able to see them had his cock throbbing even more. But he already knew from their first encounter in the pool what color the flesh of her tiny, perfect nipples was.

She slid her finger under the edge of one and loosened the adhesive holding it in place. When it came free and he saw those sweet little peachy-pink nipples, his gut gave a hard clench.

He needed inside her. Now.

With a groan, he popped off the other pasty. Her nipple shriveled to a tight point.

Ducking his head, he captured one in his mouth and pulled softly with his lips.

“Ryan. Oh god, Ryan!” She ruffled her fingers through the short hairs on the back of his head.

Her throaty tone fanned the flames already shooting high inside him. Closing his thumb and forefinger around her other nipple, he pinched as he sucked on the other.

Her nails raked lightly over his scalp, down to his shoulders. When she flattened her palms over his spine and pulled him even closer, his heart did that thing again. The warm, hard pulse was as unfamiliar as having sex with someone he’d actually spent more than a few fleeting moments with.

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