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“I want you, Doc. So bad it hurts.” Taking a chance, I put her hand on my hard cock. “He was like that all during yoga.”
“That must be uncomfortable.”
I was jubilant when she didn’t remove her hand. “It is. Only you can help.” I could see the tug of war in her eyes. “You’re not my therapist, now Grace.”
I pushed a little more. If she held her resolve, I’d respect it. But I hoped to hell she gave in. Then I wondered if maybe she was afraid of me, not that I’d hurt her, but of having sex again with me. I hadn’t been particularly gentle that first time. There hadn’t been much finesse. “I’ll make it good for you this time. I promise.”
“It was good the first time.” Her voice was barely a whisper, and I could see that she was about to give in.
“I’ll make it better, Grace. I’ll make it so much better for you this time.” I wanted to kiss her and push her the last bit over the top, but I held back. She needed to make the final move. I needed her to want this for herself.
Her hand rubbed my cock, and I closed my eyes as pleasure shot through me. I felt her move and was afraid she was getting up to leave. But when I opened my eyes, she was moving to straddle my thighs. Oh, thank fuck. I rested my hands on her hips.
Before I could say anything, she was kissing me. Yes, yes, yes, ran like a chant in my head. I brought a hand to the back of her neck to hold her to me. I could fucking kiss her forever. Her hot tongue danced with mine. I’d kissed a lot of women but never noted the feel of their tongues or the taste of them. With Grace, everything was noted. Her tongue was soft, and she tasted sweet.
“I want to see you, baby,” I said not wanting to mess up this time. This could be the only time she’d give in, and I was going to get my fill. I took her glasses off and set them aside, then I pulled her sweatshirt and her tiny stretching top off. Her breasts bounced in front of me and I was hypnotized by their beauty. Round, firm, lush, with pink nipples. I leaned forward sucking one into my mouth.
She gasped. “I feel that between my thighs.”
Good, I thought. “I love your tits. They’re perfect.” I kneaded one while I sucked and bit and licked the other until she was writhing over my cock.
She slid her hands under my shirt. “I want to see you too.”
When my shirt was off, her hands slid over my chest, her gaze following them like she was taking me in, soaking me up.
“Do you like what you see?” I’d never much cared whether a woman liked my body. For the most part, they’d seemed pleased with the pleasure I could bring them, so I never cared if they like my body.
“I do. I want to see more.” She shifted off of me, tugging at the waistband of my sweats.
“Take yours off too. Get naked for me,” I said as I pushed my pants and boxer briefs down. I quickly grabbed a condom out of my wallet and set it on the arm of the couch next to her glasses.
Her gaze was glued to my erection as she pushed her yoga pants down.
“You like that too, baby?” I asked her.
“Yes.”
I wrapped my hand around my dick, giving him a stroke. “He likes you too.”
Instead of jumping back up on me, she dropped to her knees between my thighs and ran a finger from base to tip of my dick.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “What are you doing?”
“I want to get a better view.” She wrapped her small hand around him and stroked as I’d done. “Is that what you like?”
Need roared through me, and I bit my lip to keep from hauling her up and driving my dick into her. I promised I’d make it good for her, so I would.
“I do like that.” I reached down and used my finger under her chin to have her look up at me. “But what he’d like best is your sweet pussy.”
Desire flashed in her eyes. My sweet librarian liked it when I talked dirty. Good, because I had dirty thoughts in spades.
I guided her back up to straddle my thighs.
“I don’t know what to do,” she said, and for the first time, I saw uncertainty in her eyes.
“Yes, you do. Your body knows.” I took the condom and slipped it on. “Let’s make sure you’re good and wet, shall we?”
I leaned forward sucking her tits again as my fingers slid through her nest of curls between her thighs. She was slick with wetness. All for me. I wanted to lap it up with my tongue but that would have to wait until next time. God, I hoped there was a next time.
