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His cock twitched gleefully, experiencing its second taste of the paradise promised by Fiji. This was the honeymoon suiteafter all, so it only made sense. Even if he wasn’t married to either of the women with whom he’d gotten intimate today.

“So far, so good,” Victoria whispered, shiftingevencloser to him. She placed her breasts mere inches from his arm as if she were trying to goad him into losing control and ruining what was happening.

He wouldn’t fall victim to his own impatience. He could wait until tomorrow. He could. Hehadto.

“I told you,” he said, though she had him in such a state that he hardly sounded composed. “You won’t be disappointed. You’re going to want a rideeverynight.”

Victoria rolled her eyes, but amusement, almost melodious, glimmered within their pale blue depths. “You’re jumping ahead a few steps, Liam. First, you’re talking about fucking my tits, and now you’re talking about me wanting to ride your big cock every night. I haven’t even felt how good at giving massages you are yet. Or been kissed by you.”

It wasn’t that subtle, but with her causing all the blood in his body to rush toward his cock, Liamneededher to not be that subtle.

There was only one rule. It involved his hands. Nothing else.

Liam shifted over, realizing how stupid he was. Twice now, Victoria had scooted closer. The gap between them was practically nothing. She’d all but invited him in.

With dry lips and a drier throat, he kissed Victoria. Fortunately, the lip balm she’d applied before getting into bed helped with the former. The latter would need a little more effort to resolve.

There wasdefinitelyeffort. From him, eager to finally kiss her, keen to impress her in every way he could. And from her, eager to see what kind of man could make three of the women she respected willing to share him amongst themselves.

Coming at him from a slightly higher angle, Victoria pushed forward and down, pinning his head onto his pillow. Aggressive, passionate, in control, Victoria further shifted her head above his. Her breasts bumped into his arm. Without the means to use his hands, with her above him, she had complete control over him. Her eyes remained open for a moment, but then she shut them.

Her tongue came into his mouth, exploring what he could do with his. For more than a minute, that was what it did. Victoria needed no breath, no respite. She wanted to test him, so she did. Liam put up his best effort, even with her one rule restricting his best efforts. But she was intelligent, and so obviously aware of this. A good professor like her ought to grade him on a curve.

The kiss finally ended, and Victoria returned to her original position beside him. She hadn’t stopped playing with his cock, not yet beginning to truly jerk him off, but still flooding every inch of it with blissful sensations.

“You’re a good kisser,” Victoria remarked.

“I’ve had a lot of practice recently,” he admitted, far more breathless than she was. “I’ll be getting more from now on.”

“Most likely,” Victoria said. It was better than a “maybe” or “perhaps.” It wasprogress.

He leaned toward her and kissed her again. Another minute trickled by, every second sublime, before it ended. This one was softer, less urgent. He’d passed her first test. He was sure of it.

“You’re a good kisser too, Professor Moreno,” he said, perceptions as heightened as they’d ever been.

Victoria’s lips curled. “Are you going to make my title into a dirty thing, Liam?”

“I just want you to remember how much you can’t wait to kiss me again whenever I address you in class.”

“It sounds like youmightend up with a bad grade in my class, then. Your focus won’t be on what I’m teaching, but me.”

“Is that an unusual thing?” Liam challenged. “I’ll call you a liar if you say it is.”

“For the first few weeks, it’s not,” Victoria admitted. “But those types usually fall off quickly. After they’re through with their ogling and fantasizing and realize how far behind they are, how much work it’ll take to catch up to the others, they usually drop my class.”

“Well, if I do get in trouble, at least I know where you live, so I can swing over for even more help than the others can get.”

“So, you want to focus on sex in my classroom, then studying in my home? Isn’t that a little backward?”

He shrugged. “I’ll find a balance, Professor Moreno. So that I can fuck you at both places plenty but still impress you with my grades.”

As he’d assumed at the hot spring, Professor Moreno had a taboo wish. And in him, she might finally experience it. As soon as he mentioned fucking her in her classroom, he saw her eyes dilate. Not even just a little. This time, it was obvious.

He kissed her again. She kissed him back. Her hands finished playing around with his cock. With her right, she wrapped it around his shaft, then began long, languid pumps. With her left, she swirled her thumb around the top of his glans but ultimately brought it to his balls, giving them the attention they craved.

“Big, long-lasting, and so, so hot,” Victoria purred. It was the first time he’d heard something so sultry from the composed woman. It ignited him, probably making himevenhotter in her hand. “So far, so good.Verygood.”

She knew he was struggling. She could feel it, having both hands on the most sensitive part of his body. He might have another few minutes, thanks to him having become ratherpracticed at holding back. What would she think about Tess and Avril’s competition? Would she want to get involved, perhaps?

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