I moan as I kiss him hungrily. “And what is tonight’s lesson?”
“I’m about to show you.”
I shiver as his fingers move over the soft skin of my belly, moving to the front where they pause at the button. He pops it, and I gasp. His hand slips lower, tugging at the zipper, and I whimper. And when they slip inside and find the edge of my panties, I moan.
His hand curls down, fingers sliding through my wetness until he finds — oh God.
That.
He rubs the little nub with a fingertip, slow circles as my world goes blurry around me. My hands stroke his skin, loving the way his muscles ripple as his hand moves lower. A finger slips inside, and I silence the cry into his shoulder. His thumb finds my clit again, circling it as his finger slides in and out.
In and out.
“The lesson,” he husks into my ear. His other hand finds my hand on his chest, and slowly brings it down.
I shiver. I can feel how hard he is under his pants. A hardness I’ve never felt before.
“I’ve never-”
“I know you haven’t. This is your chance.”
My breath comes short as I melt into his eyes. And then I’m quickly pulling at his belt, feverishly yanking at the zipper.
“You don’t have to, you know.”
“I want to feel you,” I husk, not even knowing the girl I am right now.
But I like this version of me.
My hand slips inside and I feel a pulse a raw desire shoot through me as my fingers touch his…
Cock.
The word sounds so filthy in my mind. It’s so raw, so non-clinical sounding, like penis.
And this is not a penis, not like I’ve seen in health class before my father forbade me from attending.
This is a cock.
And it’s so hard for me.
I slip my hand into his briefs, and this time, he groans.
“Shoot, sorry,” I say quickly.
“For what?”
“Did I hurt you?”
He laughs. “No,” he kisses me hungrily. “Hell no.”
I curl my fingers around him, pushing down on the elastic and pulling him out before I glance down.
“Holy shit.”
“Did you just swear?”
“Uh, yeah, I-” My eyes go wide.
Sweet Jesus, he’s huge. And I feel like I should be scared, but I’m not. Not at all.
I’m just more turned on than I’ve ever been.
I start to stroke him in my hand. “Like this?”
“Fuck,” he groans, his head dropping back. “Yeah, angel, like that.” His fingers slide back inside of me and I gasp. “Just like that.”
“Uh-huh,” I whimper, my hips rocking to meet his hand. He growls, sitting up and pushing my bra up over my breasts. His lips move to them, and I cry out before silencing myself as he kisses the skin there. His lips move lower, and when I feel his tongue over my nipple, I moan loudly in the hot darkness of the truck.
“Shhh,” he whispers. “Better be quiet or Daddy’s going to hear you.”
I moan loud again, the pleasure rocking through me at his crude words. My hand moves faster, and I can feel him getting harder, like silk and iron under my hand his wicked fingers move faster, curling inside of me and rubbing my clit as the whole thing starts to get to be too much.
And I’m going to crash.
“Fuck, angel,” he growls. “You better stop.”
“Why?”
“Cause I’m going to come, that’s why.”
“Good,” I whisper, kissing him.
“No, I mean, when I do-”
“I’ve been to health class,” I whisper with a grin.
Once.
“I’m not completely clueless here.”
“Just fair warning.”
“I want to make you come,” I whisper into his lips, stroking his cock faster and feeling my core start to tighten as his thumb swirls over my clit.
“Keep stroking my cock like that and you will.”
“Yeah?” I husk.
There’s an edge to my voice — a sultriness I’ve never heard from myself before.
He slides as second finger into me, and I can feel the walls start to crash.
“I’m going to- oh God, Rowan-”
“Remember our first lesson,” he whispers in my ear.
“Uh-huh,” I whimper, clinging to his chest.
“When I say come, I want to feel this pussy come for me.”
I start to fall. “I’m oh- I’m-”
“Come for me, angel.”
I bite his shoulder, hard, screaming into his skin as the climax shatters through me. He growls loudly, and I think it’s from the bite until I feel his cock pulse rock hard in my hands. Suddenly, there’s wetness on my hand, on my belly and on his. I just keep stroking, still moaning into his shoulder as his fingers push me over the edge a second time, and everything blurs.