Page 122 of The Lessons

His eyes flashed up to meet mine. “Are you still on the Pill?”

“Yes,” I replied, blushing.

“And you haven’t slept with anyone else?”

I shook my head.

“Even Teva Guy?”

“Wait. What?”

“The guy who was at your place…”

“You?” It all came together. Ryan had seen Ian. “You saw him?”

Ryan’s eyes darkened. “Yes. Yes, I did. And I’d prefer that you don’t see him again, if it’s not too much to ask. I’m not keen on sharing.”

I was quiet for a moment.

“Did you sleep with him?”

“No,” I murmured as I was caught in his gaze. “I suppose I should ask you the same thing. Have you…been seeing anyone else?”

His eyes moved down to my lips, and he smiled. “No. You’ve ruined me. I can’t evenseeanyone but you.” He kissed me once more before moving to take off his boxer briefs.

I groaned as I examined his taut, tanned body.

“Damn. You’re so fucking sexy,” he said after he’d unleashed his massive erection. “I’ve been missing this so much.” He crawled onto the bed so that we were next to each other.

“Me, too.” I stared down at his tattooed muscular arms, my skin hot and sensitive. I’d never needed a man to feel complete, but I’d missed this one more than I’d known, and now that he was back, I was happy. Happier than I’d ever felt. And when he leaned in to kiss me, it was like every single Fourth of July celebration since 1776 exploded in my body all at once.

Yeah. Fireworks.

We kissed like we’d just discovered kissing. As his body pressed up against mine, I felt him hard against me and it felt so good, so familiar. It was exactly what I wanted, exactly what I needed.

As we kissed, I twisted and groaned with each flick of his tongue. I swear I could have come just from his mouth on mine. But as he squeezed my tits, I bucked against him, my hips seeking out that sweet salvation that only came from him filling me past the breaking point.

“What do you want, baby?” he teased.

“You.” I swallowed. “All of you.” I pressed myself to him again, trying to find relief.

“You want this?” He pressed his length against me, and I immediately responded by gripping his back tighter and crushing myself against him.

“Yes,” I panted.

“I want you, too, babe. I need to feel your tight little cunt squeeze my dick until every drop of cum is pumped out.”

He reached down to unbutton my pants and slipped his fingers down inside my panties.

“Christ, I fucking love this pussy,” he sighed as he ran his fingers over my cunt.

I was beyond wet with want because Ryan Andrews without a filter was dirty and, frankly, fucking hot as hell.

His fingers brought me to the brink of orgasm, but just as I thought I was going to come, he removed his hand and yanked off my jeans and panties. After throwing them on the floor, he moved my knees apart and settled into that position where I was totally exposed to him. My shoulders collapsed onto the bed as he traced the insides of my thigh lightly with the pad of his thumb.

“Natalie,” he said, “this is mine.”

I looked up at him. His eyes were dark and hooded, his erection looking so hard it hurt.

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