The feeling the first time I pressed my lips to hers—the feeling that’s never been replicated with anyone else.
The way her teeth pull in her bottom lip when she’s turned on.
The way her eyes widened before rolling back behind her eyelids when I pressed my cock into her the first time. That exact moment when she gave herself to me fully.
My cock begins to harden, painfully. Mimi relentlessly continues, managing to touch every inch of my body even though her pure focus is just on my cock.
“That’s it,” she whispers, so only I can hear her.
“Let go, Seamus.”
26
NAOMI
Seamus is finally starting to relax as I watch his cock continue to swell. It’s so stiff and rigid, like him, but also ready to lose control. Just like him, in his current state.
Maintaining the pressure at the base of his balls, I slow my strokes and lighten my touch as I twist over the mushroom tip of his cock. His thunderous groan is like a megaphone announcement throughout the room.
A few heads turn our way, and I can’t help my sly smile when I look at his delicious body and needy face.
I know I told him to let go, but edging him a little further—for educational purposes, of course—is the best thing to do for the students.
I release his cock and it remains ramrod straight up in the air, twitching like it’s searching for more. I tease him for a moment while I remind the students a few techniques before looking back at him, and when I do, I’m struck with an overwhelming desire that I can no longer hide.
His lips are parted, his jaw slacked. He blinks heavily behind squinted eyes and furrowed brows, and I’ve never been so turned on by watching a man on theverge of coming.
Wrapping my hand back around his length, I give it one long stroke before massaging his balls again. Then I begin the systematic caressing, stroking and pressing of Tantric.
He bellows out a mournful cry that catches the attention of everyone.
“Fuck. Jesus. Goddammit,” he whimpers out other profanities as his entire body tenses.
All eyes are on us, well, him, specifically. The students hold their breath as his cock grows harder and harder, his trembling body matching the unsteadiness in his voice, full of anguished moans.
A sharp groan permeates the air as his abs crunch up, forcing a jerk of his upper body as his cock spasms, erupting urgent and fast.
His cock pulses as it paints ropes of milky cum over his strained body and I continue to squeeze the shaft, caressing it carefully putting a tiny bit more pressure behind his balls.
“Oh God, Mimi. Fuck,” he moans again, even louder this time as more cum jets out, dripping over his still hard cock.
Softening my touch, I begin to slow and allow him a moment to catch his breath. All the muscles are twitching as his body visibly melts into the mat.
When he opens his eyes, I can’t help but smile, noticing the built up tension behind them has faded. Now, they are pliant. Relieved, almost. A light that wasn’t there before shines through, softening his usually dark orbs. It’s like seeing a physical burden lifted off someone and they can finally move without restraint.
I glance around the room, and he follows my gaze. All the couples are solely focused only on each other. An overwhelming calm washes over me as I see how beautiful everyone is, meeting each other in their current space, feeling comfortable and open.
Ember’s eyebrows raise at me with a close, lipped smile, just as happy with the outcome. Our look is brief when Hudson pullsher away urgently and I have a feeling I won’t be seeing her again today.
I have no idea where Dane went, but the couple that was sitting next him is gone, as well. And I don’t see Christian Ford or the couple he was with.
A slight tinge of worry hits my stomach. I look around the room, but don’t see them anywhere. I hope they enjoyed it as much as everyone else did.
Seamus must sense my worry as he sits up on his elbows.
“I guarantee you, they are in a room together,” he says confidently.
I pick up the towel I stored nearby and wipe off his body. I can’t help but smile at both his comment and the mess he made on himself.