Page 57 of Master
“Blithering idiots?” I guessed, recalling the plot of nearly every romance novel I’d ever read.
“Yes, after a fashion,” Tarook grinned.
I’d spent my adult life inspiring bright young minds… well truthfully, it was more like finding ways to engage bored teenagers who spent more time worrying about a social media presence than the world around them. Despite the difficulty, I’d been a good teacher. This was nothing more than a teaching assignment. Tarook was my pupil, and the subject was kissing. It was no different than explaining any other biological function.
I just wish my brain would convince my body of that fact. My palms felt sweaty, and the most curious tingling sensation settled low in my belly.
“Kissing.” I used my best teacher's tone and hoped he didn’t notice the flutter in my voice. “Well, there are many different kinds of kisses. There are kisses of affectionlike between parents and children… or friends.” Tarook’s eyes narrowed in confusion. “Some friends kiss in greeting and farewell. There’s even something called the kiss of death. In that book… well, that’s romantic kissing.”
Tarook’s face flashed with comprehension. “Oh, you mean mouth smashing? I have seen this in your Earth videos. It looks disgusting. I would much rather learn about this kiss of death.”
“Well, Vito,” I chuckled. “I don’t know much about death kissing, but romantic kissing can be wonderful with the right partner.”
My eyes settled on his full lips, and my entire body tingled.
“I would like you to teach me this kissing.”
His words should not have sent such a flash of excitement through me. The tingling increased, followed by warmth as my blood heated.
“Are… are you sure? It’s very intimate.” I held my breath, hoping.
Tarook cocked a brow. “We have already had sex.”
My entire body flushed.
“Thanks for the reminder.” No, seriously, thanks. Like I’d ever forget.
Tarook settled back in his ratty stuffed chair, waiting. I should just say no, but the trouble was, I didn’t want to say no. Last night in Mei’s garden, I’d wanted him to kiss me so badly I could taste it. My attraction to him was stronger than ever. Maybe this was a way to get it out of my system without having it create any awkwardness between us.
I am a teacher, after all.
I hopped off the stool, watching Tarook’s eyes narrow as I walked closer, considering the logistics. He was nearly seven feet tall; I was all of five foot seven inches. Asking him to stand might be awkward.
Instead, I nudged his knees apart so I could stand between them and leaned over, careful to keep my gaze from the bulge at his crotch. Tarook watched me curiously, a sly smile threatening his lips.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes.” Tarook gave a long, slow nod, golden eyes centered on my face.
Balancing my hands on the arms of the chair, I leaned forward, brushing my lips against his. I remembered the softness of his mouth from all the nibbles and licks he’d given me that night on the Hartouk Lenaii. He tasted sweet from the Twinkie with just a hint of spiciness, like a well-aged cognac.
I let my lips part against his, but did not deepen the kiss. Tarook said kissing looked disgusting. He’d probably freak if I crammed my tongue down his throat... like I really, really wanted to do.
Instead, I pressed against his lips one last time before pulling away.
“Well, what did you think?” I stood upright, stepping away to sever the intimate closeness. Not that I didn’t trust Tarook... I didn’t trust myself. God, he was delicious.
Tarook cocked his head slightly, regarding me. "You’re doing it wrong.”
“What?” I sputtered.
Tarook retrieved the book from where it dropped on the floor beside the chair, flipping through pages until he settled on a passage and cleared his throat.
“He yanked me against his unyielding hardness, capturing me against his chest with thick, muscular arms. When his lips found mine, they were hard and demanding, his tongue pushing its way past any barrier and sliding around my own. My body went up in flames as he plundered my mouth, showing me with this tongue what the turgid length pulsating against my lower belly would soon do to my body.”
Golden eyes, trying much too hard to feign innocence, gazed at me. One side of his mouth quirked slyly.
"I want to learn to kiss like this."
