Page 26 of Teach Me How

She gestures helplessly at her magnificent tits. “Extremely chubby.”

I start laughing. I can’t help myself.

She whacks me a few times. “Don’t. Laugh. At. My. Misfortune.”

I capture her arms, grateful to see the playful light back in her eyes. This. This right here is an expression I wouldn’t ever get tired of. I don’t like seeing fear on her face and I especially don’t like knowing that something I did put it there.

“I’ve just never heard someone use the word chubby to describe boobs.”

She squeezes them indiscriminately the way you’d check a mango to see if it’s ripe. I carefully replace her hand with mine, easing in, watching her reaction. “I happen to think you have A plus boobs. Exceeds expectations.”

She laughs, but it’s a breathy sound. “Thanks?”

My fingers glide over the soft swell of her breast before slipping up her neck. “I really want to kiss you again. But if you want me to leave, you can tell me to fuck off.”

“I don’t want you to go.” She whispers, wrapping her fingers around my wrist.

It was pretty dumb of me to charge into this, treating it like just another fuck, because she isn’t just anybody. She’s Reese.

“And you aren’t a quivering bunny.”

She sucks in a breath when my fingers feather over her breast. “What am I, then?”

“Hmm.” I ponder the question, letting my thumb flick over her hardening nipple. “A flying squirrel?”

She gasps, slapping my shoulder. “Asquirrel?”

“Kidding.” I laugh, ducking away from her fists. “How about a sexy, slinky kitty cat?”

“Getting closer.” She murmurs, a smile still tugging at her lips.

“A gorgeous kitty.” My fingers trail down her tummy, toying with the edge of her panties. “With a very pretty…”

My thumb glides across her pussy. Even through her panties, I can feel how wet she is. That grounds me some. I couldn’t hide my arousal if I wanted to. It’s very in your face. But I wasn’t sure if Reese was truly into this, or just trying to make herself believe it’s what she wanted.

I flick my thumb over her clit and her hips twitch. “Has anyone ever kissed you here?”

She shakes her head.

“Can I?”

She hesitates, then nods.

“Reese.” I growl her name.

“Yes.” She breathes. “I want you to.”

“Thank, Fuck.” I hook my fingers over her panties and pull them over her hips. Her inner thigh is so soft against my lips. “Use your words, baby. I want you to tell me exactly what you want. No pretending, no hiding. Deal?”

“Yes. Deal.” She sighs.

17.

Reese

If I was nervous about being naked in front of Skyler, having his head between my legs shouldn’t be much better.

But it is. Fluttery desire, like a pack of excited butterflies, storms around my midsection. His breath cascading over my apex has my hips twitching.