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Liz pushed back into me. My whole body was on edge, and my muscles all clamped down at the same time. But I wanted to hold off my orgasm for a while longer. I wanted her to have two.
I put my hand between her pussy and the mattress, right over her clit.
"Declan," she breathed. Her voice shook.
I moved my fingers up and down her clit, feeling her go rigid under me.
"I love this so much," she said, and then she exploded. She went completely wild under me, thrashing and crying out, and I was merciless, thrusting quickly. I couldn't hold back at all. I needed to get every drop of pleasure out of her.
Then she pulled me over with her, and I gave in. I buried my face in her neck, groaning against her damp skin, pushing us both over the top. The sound of my pelvis slapping her ass cheeks filled the room, along with our groans. This felt impossibly good.
"Oh, you are an extra great teacher," she murmured.
I rolled onto one side, propping my elbow on the bed and my head in my palm. "Is that so?" I traced a finger from her collarbone down between her breasts.
"Oh yeah, I can vouch for you. Actually, no. Wait, I take that back. I don't. No one has to know how great you are. They might steal you."
"No one's going to steal me, Liz."
She looked at me, touching my bicep. "This is a much more efficient way of relaxing than baking, huh?" she teased.
"I'd say yes, though due to someone being a lousy teacher, we never got to the end of the baking process."
"So it's my fault, hmm?"
"Did you or did you not drop the flour?"
"Did you or did you not distract me?" she replied.
"Might have,” I admitted.
She kissed up and down my bicep, coming level with me.
“You’re in thinking mode already, I can tell. Are you going to talk to your family about the papers?"
"Honestly, I was thinking about not telling them at all. I mean, what's the point?"
"The guy is your cousin's ex, right? She might want to know. Do you think it's best to keep things to yourself? You seem pretty tight-knit."
"No, you're right. We tell each other stuff. But they can’t do anything about this.”
“True, but I think sharing everything makes us stronger.”
"Good point. See, maybe you're not such a lousy teacher after all." I winked.
She smacked my hand. "So, back to the topic of sexy activities. What's with the blindfold?"
"Your senses are heightened when you can't see."
She nodded in agreement. "And what about the ice cube?"
"It would draw a reaction from your body anyway, but even more so when you're not expecting it."
“Hmmm… you’ve got a lot of tricks up your sleeve, huh? Or down your pants is probably a better analogy.”
I cupped her face, pushing her back down. “Yes, I do. And I can’t wait to show you all of them.”
CHAPTER 19
