Page 24 of Learn For Me
Wait, he wanted her to multitask, now? She was melting into a puddle of hormones and anxiety, and he… oh. His tongue was in her mouth, moving in a mimicry of sex, sending tiny spears of heat slicing through her.
Her fingers fumbled indelicately with the front clasp of her bra, feeling it finally pop free as his teeth nipped her lower lip. Unwilling to break the kiss, she wiggled her way out of the straps as best she could, then gasped when his hands covered her breasts.
Head lolling back without the support at her neck, Olivia whined at the touch. She didn’t have the biggest assets, that was for sure, and she didn’t really see the need for them, but when the callouses on his palms scraped over her budding nipples, she was surprised by how heavy and swollen they felt.
Zeke relinquished her mouth, his beard tickling her sensitive skin as he kissed his way down her neck, over her chest, to clamp his mouth over her right nipple. The tip of his tongue swirled and fluttered as suction brought the little nub to a rigid peak, while his fingers tormented the left.
The slow, strong pulls in tandem with each other were having a devastating effect between her legs. Her inner muscles squeezed and released on emptiness, the wetness becoming embarrassing. She whined again as mouth and hands traded nipples.
“Please,” she whispered.
His free hand trailed down her side to her hip, fingers tracing the cut of her panties. His huge palm grasped her ass cheek, giving it a firm squeeze, then slid beneath the waistband from behind. The spread of her legs left her open for exploration, and she cried out softly when fingertips grazed her labia, gently stroking the seam before a single digit pushed between them, forging inside her.
Olivia choked, her hips jerking forward.
“Easy, Livvy. There’s a good girl.” Breaking away from her breast, Zeke rested his head on her shoulder as he played with the heat between her legs. “All hot and bothered. Jesus, you’re tight.” He found a reactive spot on the curve of her shoulder where it met her neck and sucked lightly.
An odd noise rattled in her throat as another digit eased inside her, stretching her open with a bite of discomfort.
She didn’t know whether to cry or be relieved when his touch vanished. There wasn’t time to mull it over before he said simply, “Stand up, angel.”
Not entirely sure her legs would hold her weight, she started to shuffle off the bed, but Zeke shook his head. “Right where you are. Use my shoulders for support if you need to.”
Clumsily, she shifted position until she gained her feet, gripping his broad shoulders for balance as the mattress wobbled underneath her. Her breath strangled in her lungs when he reached for her panties, pulling them over her hips, then down her legs. One foot at a time, she stepped out, and for the first time in her life, stood naked in front of a man.
The panties disappeared, casually tossed to the side.
Zeke’s expression was wondrous, his eyes a predatory green as they raked over her from top to toe. “Perhaps I should ban you from wearing clothes, Olivia. Nothing this beautiful should be covered up.”
“Uh…”
He tugged the trimmed curls at the apex of her thighs. “I love this shade of red. These need to be a bit shorter, but I’ll take care of that myself.”
Mortification spiked through her as she realized her current position put her pussy almost in his face. She tried to take a step back, but he tsked in reprimand.
“Right leg over my shoulder, angel.”
Olivia blinked, frowning as she wondered if she was dreaming. Anything was possible; she certainly hadn’t ever fantasized about doingthiswith him. “W-Why?”
“Because I said so,” he chuckled.
“Oh. Okay.” Hesitantly, wobbling precariously on her left leg, she managed to hook her right one over his shoulder as per his command. Her hands automatically found purchase in his hair, gripping the softness as she struggled to stay upright.
“Relax, Livvy,” he crooned. “I’ve got you.”
Maybe now was a good time to tell him she was a virgin? That everything he was doing felt foreign and a little overwhelming? Her mouth opened, the words rightthere, and then his lips skimmed the inside of her thigh like a butterfly.
The heat of his arm was a band around her back, while his other hand stroked the outside of her raised thigh. His mouth branded a path of pleasure from where her knee bent over his shoulder all the way to…
Her body hunched forward as his tongue dragged along her slit with excruciating care. A cry wrenched from her, a startled declaration, and the wires in her brain controlling function and thought snapped and died in a flurry of sparks.
He tasted her as though she was the finest confectionery, lapping at the wetness with a hum of satisfaction. Taking his time, he licked at her,intoher, until her leg threatened to buckle. “Such a pretty little cunt. All wet and pink and swollen. All mine.”
All yours, all yours, all yours. It was a mantra screaming through her head.
Gasping for breath, her muscles quivering and damp with sweat, she dragged her nails across his scalp. The warm wash of his breath over her pussy as he laughed added tingles of bliss to the strokes of his tongue. When he clamped his mouth over the nub of nerves at the top of her pussy, she couldn’t stop the cry of shock and delight that followed.
Her leg gave out, sending her tumbling back. The sensation of falling yanked her away from the building pleasure in her core, replacing it with fear.