Page 33 of The Lessons

I swallowed hard, my mouth running dry. My breath had turned shallow and more rapid. I tried hard to slow it, but it was no use. I simply shut my eyes and nodded.

He hooked his thumbs into my panties and slowly pulled them down. I opened my eyes just in time to see him toss them on the floor.

His gaze caught mine. He didn’t smile, but something was alight inside his eyes.

I closed mine again.

He slowly backed away and, in one easy movement, moved me toward him so that my ass was on the edge of the bed. I instinctively bent my legs to prevent them from falling off, carefully keeping my knees and ankles pressed together.

He ran his hands up between my legs. “Is this okay?” he asked quietly.

My heart stilled. He was asking permission.Did I want this?Of course I wanted this. This is what I had signed up for. I mumbled an affirmative, and he gently pushed apart my knees. There I was then, on full view to him. I’m sure I blushed a deep dark burgundy. He was silent for a moment, and I kept my eyes closed tightly, cringing inside. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I felt like I was going to have a heart attack.Oh, God, please don’t let me have a heart attack here. I can’t die in my sex surrogate’s office.I could practically hear the teaser on the evening news:

Lonely virgin dies from heart attack in hired f*ck’s office, details at eleven.

“You’re very beautiful, Natalie,” he murmured. He touched his lips to my thighs and slowly made his way toward my sex.

I wasn’t sure what to say. It felt too weird to talk back to someone who was between my legs. So I didn’t say anything.

Besides… saying those things—it was probably just part of the job.

Ryan

Fuck, I shouldn’t have said that, I silently scolded myself.

That little, innocent comment was ripe with all sorts of wrong. The ethical guidelines of surrogacy put a tremendous amount of responsibility on the shoulders of the surrogate. I wassupposedto be the one in control, and normally I was good at that. Growing up, I’d become so good at compartmentalizing, it was like I could lock my feelings away into a perfect little filing system and throw away the key. Not always the most healthy skill to have, but it enabled me to be quite good at my job.

But not today. How the hell was I supposed to be in control when I hadthisin front of me? I mean,come on. I’d had dozens of clients over the years, some you could even call attractive, but none who had pulled me in quite like this. Natalie was such a puzzle to me. Coarse and rough one moment, with a tomboyish sass, and then innocent and unsure the next. It was confusing as hell, but my dick sure seemed to like it.

I gently spread her legs and returned to kissing her thighs, making my way up to her sex. I wasn’t lying before—it really was beautiful, so pink and glistening and plump. As I ran my finger down the edge of her cunt, I heard her breath hitch again. God, she looked so wet after her last orgasm. Like,dripping. Her body was hungry for attention and It. Was. Fascinating.

How no one had ever succeeded in fucking this woman was a complete mystery to me. Her full hips, the way her ass swayed when she walked. The sweet way her glasses perched on the tip of that perfect little nose. And those breasts?Sorry, those tits. Those perfect, fucking tits. What I wouldn’t give to simply bury my face in them and check out for days.

Shit.Control yourself, Andrews. Focus.

So I did. I focused on her cunt. It was perfectly manicured, and I silently wondered if she’d done that for me. I mean, she had to have; I knew she wasn’t seeing anyone else. Although I guess she could have done it for herself. Then another thought dawned on me: no other man had ever seen what I was seeing right now. I don’t know why this thought came to me. I mean, it’d never occurred to me before, even though it’d had probably been true for a handful of clients. Maybe it hadn’t mattered before— Like I’d said, it was all just work. Exactly like this wasjust work.

Just work.

As my gut twisted, her hips twitched.Shit.I’d been staring too long.

I started to kiss her thighs again as I made my way toward her center. Moving slowly, deliberately, I licked my finger and dragged it the length of her slit. It was as wet as it looked, and my finger slid over her soft cunt easily. I tested her clit, flicking it gently with my thumb.

She immediately responded with a tilt of her hips.

Like a junkie, I immediately had to see it again. I moved my thumb over her two more times. Another rock and then a small groan.

She liked it.

I was glad she was lying back and couldn’t see me because the biggest, stupidest grin took over my face. I’d tried desperately to stay serious with her, but she liked the way everything felt, and I couldn’t wait to show her more. She had no idea what was in store.

All I had to do was not fuck it up.

Natalie

Oh,fuck.

I couldn’t believe it. I’d just had a hot man-god go down on me, and he’d actually managed to bring me to orgasm.Wow, I murmured to myself, my vision still fuzzy. That was incredible. I looked over at Ryan, who was now lying with me in bed.Would it be wrong to ask him to do that again?I wondered.Yes, stupid. He’s not a whore you are paying by the hour. Don’t you even go there.

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