Lessons From the Professor(11)

“It’s a lot lighter than what I associate a red wine to be. Sweet and a bit tangy.”

“You like it then?”

“Very much.”

“One last sip. This time open your mouth and let the air mingle with the flavor.” He lifted the glass to her lips once more, and allowed his fingers to stroke her throat as she swallowed and parted her lips.

“Now we’ll mix that taste with some fruit.”

He set the wine glass on the table and exchanged it for a ripe strawberry. He traced her lips with the fruit, wishing it was his tongue. Her teeth were straight and white as she took a delicate bite off the red berry. Her tongue flicked out to capture the juice that welled up on her lips and ran down his fingers. He hissed, shocked by her boldness when she laved his flesh with her tongue. So his kitten had claws. “Delicious,” she said. Her voice had lowered to a silken purr that made him arch his eyebrows. “I really love strawberries,” she said.

“I’ll keep that in mind. Perhaps I should purchase a bottle of Golden Rose for us to enjoy together at a later date?”

“I’d like that, Sidney.”

“I’d offer you another strawberry, but then we’d be getting kicked out for indecent exposure,” he whispered. He wrapped his arm around her waist as he leaned down to inhale the tropical scent of her hair.

“T-that doesn’t sound like such a bad thing.”

He growled and nipped at her neck. “Don’t tempt me, you minx.”

A giggle spilled free, and he set the wine glass on the table and led her over to the cash register.

“We’d like one bottle of the Golden Rose, please.”

He pulled out his wallet, enjoying the way she fit under his arm. He took the wrapped bottle from the cashier after signing the receipt and guided her out of the tent. They wandered around the grounds, stopping every once and while to sample a different wine or look at crafts.

“Are you ready to take a break?” Sidney asked. He spotted a bench away from the crowd.

“I’d love to rest my feet.”

He guided her over to the shadowed area unable to resist the privacy. Sidney caressed her bare arms with the tips of his fingers, savoring her quiet gasps as he moved the light massage up to her neck. She was so responsive. If a little touch created this response what would his mouth do on other areas? He buried his fingers into her hair as he leaned down and kissed her softly. She opened her mouth to allow his tongue entrance, and he moaned as the sweet flavor of wine and strawberries exploded onto his taste buds. He explored every inch of her moist cavern, feeling greedy as he swallowed her whimpers.#p#分页标题#e#

She brought her arms up to wrap around his neck and her fingers tangled into his hair, pulling it taut. The pleasurable pain made him moan, and he forced himself to keep things under control. The chime of a phone was like a bucket of water. Stunned, they separated and stared at each other in a daze as their breaths came in pants. The woman was an untapped powder keg ready to explode, and he wanted to wring every bit of pleasure out of her he could.

“I’d like to continue this,” Sidney said.

“I would, too.”

Her soft admission eased the tension that had set in as he anticipated rejection. Despite the attraction that existed between them he was old enough to be her father, and the sting of Christine’s cruel abandonment lingered. He couldn’t help but feeling apprehensive.

“When?” Her whispered query was like a chorus of angels singing.

“ I know your schedule is way more varied than mine, so how about your next day off?”

“That’d be next Thursday.”

“That’s perfect. My classes on Fridays don’t begin until after noon. What would you like to do?”

“I think I’ll let you decide that, Professor.” He smiled at the sound of his title on her lips.

“I like the way that sounds on your lips.”

“What?”

“Professor. Say it again.”

“Professor,” she whispered.

“Mhmmm, you have no idea how much you please me, without even trying.” She had all the makings to be such a good little submissive with the proper training.

A frown crossed his lips as he helped her stand, and they made their way towards their designated meeting point. He was getting ahead of himself. It was much too soon to be thinking about asking her to be his submissive. Look where being over-eager got you last time.





Chapter Five





What am I doing? Sutton studied her reflection in the mirror as she put the final touch to her make-up. This was their sixth or seventh date, and things were starting to get serious. She liked Sidney and the delicious sensation he coaxed out of her. However, if history were to be believed she wasn’t good at the whole relationship thing. It was times like this she wished she’d been less conservative and dated more. She’d toyed with the idea of asking Jackson where they’d gone wrong over the years. The logical side of her brain knew she didn’t deserve to be cheated on, but it was obvious there were other factors that had led to the betrayal. Perhaps a bit of closure would allow her to move forward with a clean conscious. I’m sure his wife would love that, an ex-fiancée showing back up to chat. She snorted, and told herself to put on her big girl panties and suck it up as she flipped the light switch off and headed to her car.