“Quit fucking around and let’s find out,” I spit back.
“Should we go out to breakfast to celebrate tomorrow?”
“Tripp.Please!”
“Okay, okay.” He laughs, deep and amused. That makes one of us. “Don’t rush me. I take my role very seriously as your teacher, and skipping steps is not allowed in my classroom.”
My thighs squeeze together, and I briefly consider taking a detour straight toward what he’s insinuating. Iknewhe’d keep playing with me if I let him. I’ll go along with it so long as he flips me over and finally teaches me how to take his dick.
I’m desperate for it, and I can’t let him drag this out any more than he already has. I’ll implode.
“How about a biology lesson in body parts inserting themselves into others instead of whatever else you’re planning to find around this damn room to fuck me with next?”
He shifts the position of his body away from me and spreads my legs with his knees. I’m squirming to get my hands free when a finger slips right through my slick core from behind.
“Yes, I like that idea,” he agrees, pushing in as far as he can, then twisting it halfway. Just to torment me, he pulls it out, then pushes back in again, adding another finger this time. I nearly convulse as he strokes my inner walls. “Is this what you meant?”
I mumble against the comforter through a moan. “Brat.”
I lift my head and drop it back down just as fast, burying my frustrated scream into the bedding. His fingers are gone again, and I hear a pop that’s suspiciously familiar to the sound he makes when he sucks the taste of me from them.
The mattress dips when he lifts a knee to gently push down my backside again, keeping me pinned down. His body leans to the side for a moment.
Then I hear a wrapper ripping in half.
35
TRIPP
She’s goingto kill me if I don’t turn her over soon.
My knee keeps enough pressure on her lower back to contain her wiggling body, but I know she’s running out of patience. And I’m enjoying it a little too much.
There was no sense in easing her into my tastes in the bedroom. It’s a simple courtesy that I jumped right in with a foreign object in her cunt and then pinned her face down on the mattress. This way, she won’t be shocked when I stuff her mouth with her panties next time.
I turn my head to spit half of the condom wrapper out of the corner of my mouth. My teeth pull away the other half and send it to the ground.
Now, with her trapped wrists in my left hand, I roll the condom on with my right. I had my fun pushing her buttons, but I wish I hadn’t waited this long. One upward stroke and I’m swollen and throbbing within an inch of my goddamn life.
In one swift movement I release her hands, firmly grip her hips, and flip her to her back. She’s red-faced and seconds from blowing a fuse as I spread her legs and settle between her thighs. The fire in her eyes makes my cock swell even more, and I can’thold back from dropping my hands to cage either side of her head and tease my tip at her entrance.
My head lowers to kiss around her ear. “If you’re fuming, multiply that feeling by ten thousand. That’s how jealous I was when I saw you at your table and on the dance floor with him.”
The reminder softens the tightness in her face enough for me to skim my lips over her jaw and press my mouth to hers. I breathe in deep through my nose, slightly tilt my hips forward, and make the kiss last for as long as I can.
Her legs wrap around my back, and she threads her fingers through my hair. I press my forehead to hers once her mouth pulls away.
My hand slides down over her shoulder and delicate chest to fill my palm with her breast. I lean away to drop my head. A rough thumb over her nipple, followed by my mouth, has her filling my ears with sweet moans.
I could slip inside her at any second. She’s radiating with heat, and one quick grind or squeeze of her legs around me would end the torture.
“I know,” she says, moving her hands to the side of my face and lifting until we’re kissing again. I bite her bottom lip, she locks her ankles behind my back, and we only break our mouths’ contact when she pulls away to speak again. “I’d never do that on purpose. Talk to or touch anyone else. Make you jealous.”
“Because you’re mine?”
She nods.
God, she’s sweet. I love the way she so perfectly toes the line between sassy and soft-hearted.
