Page 10 of Pleasure Lessons

“You’re the only man who has ever…touched me like you did. And now you’re leaving me to think about it for the rest of my life? Will you not let me get to the end of our romance story? Like the ones from my books?”

Christ, she’s so goddamn innocent. She has so little experience she has to relate our interactions to something from one of her books. But her body has me drowning in the filthiest thoughts imaginable. It’s taking every bit of strength I have to not throw her to the ground and tear her clothes off.

Would she still like me if she knew what I was thinking?

I can’t stop myself. I lean closer…closer…until we’re nearly kissing. Why do I torture myself? I can’t have her. She’s off-limits.

“I want you so bad it’s driving me insane,” I say softly. We’re alone in the parking lot, but there are always people moving about the estate. Never know who might be watching–or listening. “But you know I can’t have you.”

“Why?” She twists her hand, showing me the massive rock on her finger. “Because of this?”

My lips twist in disgust, and I bite my cheek in anger. “Yes. But also because you’re too young, Cassandra. Too innocent. Too perfect. And if I have you–even once–I won’t be able to let you go and watch you walk down the aisle with another man. It would kill me.”

Her eyes shine with the hint of tears.

“Then don’t let me.”

Fuck it. I kiss her.

I kiss her like I’m a man dying of thirst and she’s a well overflowing with the most delicious water on earth. I kiss her like she belongs to me.

I’m not gentle. I’m not sweet, tender, or romantic. I’m driven by pure passion and the desire to possess her.

I taste honey and mint as I press my tongue into her mouth, slip my hand around her waist, and pull her to me. The way she kisses me back just confirms her inexperience. She’s hungry, starving for it, but she needs to be taught how to please a man. And that’s perfect. After all, wasn’t she asking me before what men want from a woman?

I’ll educate her. I’ll make her mine, and when I’m done with her, she’ll know exactly what I want and how to give it to me–

I break away. Her lips are swollen, and we’re both panting heavily. “Tell me to stop,” I whisper. Her eyes bloom like flowers as she looks up at me and shakes her head.

“Cassandra, youhaveto tell me to stop. I can’t do it on my own.”

“I don’t want you to stop,” she whimpers, stroking the side of my face with her soft hand. “I don’t want you to leave. I want to learn what a man wants, and I want you to teach me.”

My cock twitches beneath my pants. I’m losing all control. Right in the middle of the day, in the parking lot of her fiancé’s estate, and I’m seconds away from bending her over the tailgate of my truck, popping her sweet little cherry, and making her mine.

“You don’t know what you’re getting into, Cassandra,” I tell her. “If I teach you, it won’t be like my tennis lessons. I won’t be able to take things slow with you. There won’t be any beginner lessons. We’ll jump right into the advanced classes.”

Her lips twist into the most adorable smile, causing my hard-on to ache, desperate to be inside her.

“I trust you,” she says softly. “Rhett, I–”

A flash of movement over her shoulder causes me to jump back. Clarisse emerges from around the corner, her arms full of laundry. My heart nearly explodes as she smiles and tilts her head in acknowledgement.

I wave casually and step sideways, trying not to be overly obvious that I’m putting space between me and Cassandra.

“Thought you missed your lesson today!” she shouts.

I force a wide smile and shake my head. “No lesson today. Just picking up a check!” I wave my resignation letter in the air, and she nods back.

“Keep making those big bucks!”

All I can do is smile and nod as she makes her way across the lot. I turn my eyes to Cassandra, who is doing her best to look innocent. She’s smiling, clearly trying not to laugh.

“I have to go,” I tell her.

“Rhett, wait–”

“I’ll be back,” I reply, pulling my hand away as she reaches for it. “But we have to bevery careful. Understand?” She nods. Christ, she’s gorgeous. I’m going to be jerking off to her all damn night.

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