I suddenly realized this had just been about teaching me something and for some reason my heart sank. He was vastly more experienced than me and for him this was probably just 'standard issue' with all the girls. It hurt so badly. I wanted him to really care about what just happened.
My smile faded, and I suddenly became conscious of the fact I was still naked. I turned slightly and reached down to pull the sheet over me.
“Is something wrong, Christy?” He could sense something was different.
I just smiled, one that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “No, nothing is wrong. You gave me something that I won't forget, something that has helped me. You gave me the perfect lesson.” I felt him stiffen but thought it was because he was cold out of the covers. “What do people normally do after they’ve, well, you know?”
Devin didn’t say anything as he shifted to sit at the edge of the bed. He pulled his jeans off the floor and pulled then on. “Well, usually after both reach their climax, a couple would enjoy each other’s company, lying together under the covers and maybe they would even fall asleep in each other’s arms. But since I’m just your teacher…” His harsh tone made me flinch. “I’ll let you wash up and get dressed.”
I wasn’t sure what was going on. I watched as he walked out of my room and shut the door without even looking in my direction. For the second time that night, my heart sank and I couldn’t help feeling like whatever happened was my fault. It felt like prom night with Eric. He had just gotten dressed and left with no word to me.
I followed his directions and took a shower, longer than I intended to, and walked back into my bedroom wrapped in my towel. I was replaying everything in my head, and I couldn’t help but flush from the heat of thinking about his soft caresses and his passionate kisses and his expert maneuvers. It was right then that I realized what had happened.
He had said, “After both reach their climax” the couple lies down together. He had made me climax twice but what had I done for him? Did I even rouse him while he was in me? What if he was upset with the lack of attention I paid him? I was so consumed with what I was feeling I didn’t even bother asking about his needs.
I thought back to what had transpired just an hour ago and the heat rose within me. I didn’t want to leave things the way they were, but even more, I just wanted to be with Devin again. Even if he thought it was just some lesson. I wanted to feel his skin against mine, his mouth kissing me. I wanted him.
I tightened the towel around my body. All the lights were off except the light seeping under Devin’s bedroom door.
Hesitantly I raise my hand to the knob and opened the door. “Devin?” I whispered.
I popped my head into his room, and he looked up from the computer in his lap. He was propped up against the pillows under the covers.
“What is it, Chris?”
“I don’t want to leave things how we left them,” I told him, referring to his lack of satisfaction.
Devin shook his head. “Yeah, uh, I don’t either. Maybe this would be best said if you didn’t come here in just your towel.”
I smiled. “This just makes it a whole lot easier.”
“What do you—” I dropped my towel before he could say anything further. “CJ,” he groaned. “What are you doing?”
“I came to give you what you gave me, Dev,” I said, walking up to the bed and leaning down toward him. I climbed onto the bed, the sheet still between us and leaned forward. Our lips touched and his hands closed the computer and set it on the side table before taking my face gently. He kissed me, and I remembered why I had come to his room in the first place. My hands trailed down his smooth chest as I straddled him.
Devin groaned, and I smiled into the kiss. My hands trailed down his chest as he began to kiss my neck. I momentarily forgot my mission. I forced my eyes open and pulled back a little. Devin’s eyes opened as he realized I was no longer in the range of his mouth, his delicious devouring mouth that made me melt like butter.
Focus.
I smiled as I moved my hips over his growing hard on. Devin sunk his head back on the pillows, and I took that as my opportunity to give him what he had given me. I began to kiss his neck and slowly moved down while still gyrating my hips.
“You’re killing me, Chris,” he groaned as I moved further down. I positioned myself to remove the sheet but before he could thrust into me, I slid down. Devin looked up, disappointed, and I smirked at his expression then lowered my head.
His gasp told me what I was doing was what he wanted, even if he didn’t say it. His hands moved to my hair as I continued to suck on him. My tongue ran down the length of him, and he groaned.