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“I just need the right teacher,” I replied, trying not to let my ego inflate over making her orgasm two times.

“There’s a lot to show you,” she teased. “We’ll probably need hours and hours of study.”

“I can’t think of a better way to pass the time.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Katarina

I woke up warm, satisfied and kinda horny again.

I tried to roll over in bed but the massive arm draped over me, locked across my chest with one big palm cupping my breast, held me in place. Now I knew why I was already turned on again: his scent, his heat, his perfectly calloused hand rubbing deliciously. I stretched, pushing my ass back into his groin and plunging my chest deeper into his palm. We both moaned, his sounded sleepy, like he wasn’t properly awake. I ground against him once, twice until he started pushing back.

“What a way to wake up. Is this why people never get out of bed?” His voice rumbled in my ear,raspy from sleep and making me shiver. His grip on my breast tightened and his thumb started stroking over my hard, begging nipple.

My eyes squeezed shut and I bit my lip to keep from moaning too loudly and inflating his ego any more. But then his other hand snaked over my hip and under the seam of my panties, immediately finding my swollen clit and pressing down on it.

I squeaked and his chuckle vibrated through my chest.

“Not fair,” I groaned.

“You think you play fair, sweetheart? Pushing that perfect peachy ass back into my dick and making it as hard as you can?”

His finger continued its magic until it was joined by another and he pinched the two together. “Oh fuck,” I shouted, accidentally letting it slip out. He maneuvered quickly, shifting his weight and turning me towards him so we were face to face. He quickened his pace and then dipped down and slid two fingers inside me, pumping them, the wet sound making my cheeks flush.

We didn’t speak, our breaths making plenty of noise and saying everything as he continued pumping and dragging his fingers wetly through my flesh. Coaxing me, stretching me with a third one, and finally shattering me. I practically screamed as my body clenched down on him over and over again.

“I love watching you come,” he murmured, placing a kiss to the side of my mouth. I didn’t say anything, hadn’t even opened my eyes yet.

When I finally caught my breath, him still pumping inside me, I opened my eyes and immediately found him staring into them. His blue had deepened to the dark navy of the deep sea, so manythoughts and emotions swam behind them.

“Hi,” he whispered.

For some reason, emotion swamped me and my throat closed. “Hi,” I replied, my voice shaky.

His brow furrowed. “Hey, what’s wrong? Was that too much? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to—”

I flung my arms around him, cutting him off. I don’t know where the emotion came from. I’d bottled so much up recently that maybe the physical release had started a chain reaction to an emotional one too.

“I’m okay,” I said, my voice muffled against his neck. His hand stroked my back, holding me tightly to him.

“It’s okay, you can talk to me if something’s not okay?”

“No, I’m fine, honestly. I think the intensity just took me by surprise.”

“Oh yeah?” I heard the smile in his voice and rolling my eyes, I pushed him off me. He pressed a kiss to my lips, I panicked about my morning breath but he didn’t seem to mind.

He didn’t seem to mind anything with me.

I kissed him back, my tongue tentatively searching for his, needing the connection, needing him. When his slid against mine, my body sighed. I pressed against him and felt his hardness on my bare stomach, a little damp where he’d clearly enjoyed what he was doing to me.

I pulled away when I realized I could see his features which meant it was daylight.

“Shit!” I threw back the covers and searched for my clothes.

“What?” he asked, sitting up, his tanned skin on display and making my mouth water for a taste. Did he have any idea how sexy he was? How were more women not throwing themselves at him? How was he still a virgin?

Not anymore…

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