Charm School After Dark: Lesson 1 (27 page)

“Just?”

“Do it.”

Gasping, she complied, her whole hand going under her pajama shorts and panties. The minute she grazed her throbbing clit, she groaned. Long and low.

“Yes.
Inside, baby. Get it wet. What does it feel like? Tell me.”

“Feels so good. I want more. Need more.” Caelen’s nerve endings were so hyper-sensitive it would only take a few more strokes. She couldn’t take her eyes off the firm glide of his hand against his dick. It made her crave it, want it in her mouth again. “Dare, I’m so close. Let me touch you again. I want to suck you, to lick you …”

“No.”

“No?” Her eyes snapped open, and she saw the unrestrained desire on his face. His eyes were hooded and there was a light stain of red against his cheekbones. He ran a distracted hand through his hair and appeared on the verge of pouncing. The look gave her goose bumps, making her wonder what he would do next. “No?” she repeated, in a daze.

She knew she was pouting, but instead of blasting him, she returned her hands to her breast. She couldn’t resist and pinched one nipple between finger and thumb. A low groan started deep in her throat, her head falling back at the sheer pleasure. She needed more. “Why not?”

“Because I want my kiss.
Now.”

The idea of it made her limbs go weak, and a fresh wave of silken heat gathered between her thighs.
“Yes.”

Chapter 26

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D
ARE’S BRAIN SHUT
down. He could only process one action at a time, and there were so many to choose from. Caelen touching her breasts; his dick begging for release; her finger-fucking her own mouth; him pumping his cock harder; her grazing her sweet clit and then pinching her own breasts.

Fuck.
She looked… She looked… He was back to mono-thoughts. Her eyes fluttered shut, her head falling back with her long, dark hair flowing in slow motion along her spine. The image seared itself in his memory forever.

“Kiss me.” Her hands were restless, roaming. She sat up, a sensual smile playing on her lips, waiting for his mouth.

It ratcheted him up even further. He had been waiting for this moment the minute she’d said he could have one kiss. “Lay back down.”

“W-what?”

“Total control, remember?” Her gaze sharpened, her flushed face studying him intently. “Trust me, baby. I’ll make it so good.”

She laid back on the bed and he wanted to beat his chest in triumph. The trust made him crazed with want.
Will never let her go. Never.
Caelen.
His
Caelen.

In a heartbeat, he flew forward, looming over her, her small gasp making his dick jerk. He wanted her so damn bad. He had to make this count, so just as she sat up on her elbows, her hands no longer on her beautiful breasts, he nuzzled his head between her legs.

“Dare, what are you
doing?”
she asked as she scooted back in panic.

“I’m taking my kiss.” Her scent enveloped him, a sexy musk that had him taking his dick in hand, again. He groaned as he said, “You smell so good,” he whispered, right before his mouth latched onto her, right between her legs, over her shorts and underwear. He didn’t think she would let him strip her down, so he sucked through the thin material, working his lips and mouth, making his one kiss count.

“Oh! Oh, that… yes! Feels so good.” She laid back down and latched a hand onto his hair, holding on for dear life. He kept going, refusing to take in air, anything to keep turning her on.

Finally, when he had to breathe or else pass out, he looked up and the sight had him pumping his cock harder. She was studying him, her plump lips moist and red from her white teeth tugging on them, her chest pumping up and down, straining against her shirt. “Again?” He knew what he was asking, and so did she.

“B-but … the class … I …?”

He grinned a knowing smile. “I got that all figured out, Betty.” He nuzzled her again, letting his cheek and chin press between her legs. “You just have to say yes. Do you want more? Do you want me to make you come?” He pulled back and waited. Every muscle in his body tense, in anticipation of her response. If they ever had a chance beyond today, a glimmer of hope, she needed to tell him she wanted this. Wanted him.

“Oh God,
yes,
Dare. Please. I want it so bad, but—”

He didn’t give her a chance to finish. In seconds, he pulled his jeans the rest of the way off, and was laying back down on the bed, while pulling her over him.

Her soft hair surrounded him and he could feel her wet core against his cock, through her pajama shorts. He wanted to kiss her again, almost gave into the urge when she saw him eyeing his lips.

Then she started to yelp as he pressed her down against his hard core.
“Hey.
You said—”

“Trust, remember? All I’m going to do is kiss you.”

“Promise?” she said on a soft sigh, sinking further down on top of him. He groaned and fought the urge to push her shorts to the side and enter her in one thrust.

“Promise.” He prayed he had the resolve to resist her and keep his promise.

“O-okay.”

He flipped her around, until they were head to foot, her soft core right above his mouth with her face positioned inches from his aching cock. “We are going to kiss each other, Betty.”

“Oh, Goldie. You’re smarter than you look,” she said on a soft chuckle, and he felt her mouth take a swipe at his beading head. “And you taste good, too.”

He almost,
almost
lost it. Hooking one finger under the opening of her shorts, he pulled her satiny white panties to the side and studied her dewy lips. “Beautiful,” he breathed as his head raised off the bed, his tongue relentless as he located her pulsing clit.

“Dare!” Her shout confirmed he had the right spot.

Her small hand started a slow glide up and down his dick, with her tight mouth enveloping him, frantically licking his balls, his head, his length. Her fervor jacked him up, made him want to see her come, to feel her dissolve in his arms. He had waited too many hours, days—hell,
years
to feel her come apart. His tongue became slick with her juices and he reveled in it, craved more.

“Yes, Dare, Yes. I’m going to… Right there.
Oh,
please! Yes! I’m coming. I—” Her words were whispered as her body stiffened. He thrust his tongue up her channel, feeling her tight muscles contract around him, his hips thrusting forward, desperate for release.

He rode her clit, anything to extend the orgasm, to make it last forever. Feeling her release was one of the sexiest events in his life.

She collapsed against him, her mouth having slipped off his dick, and her hand limp by her side. He spun her around and cradled her against his chest. She didn’t pull back, only burrowed in deep. The action made his heart pump harder, the feeling better than any orgasm in the world.

She ran a lazy hand against his chest, her cheek grazing his neck and chin as she—

Suddenly she slapped a hand against his chest and sat up. Her first glance was for his dick, which was still saluting her. Her gaze jumped to his. “You didn’t come?”

“Nope. No worries.”

“I’m sorry.” She pushed a wealth of hair out of her face. “Guess, I was a little selfish toward the end. In my defense, you distracted me.”

He laughed, suddenly feeling free even as the pressure in his cock escalated. “My pleasure.”

She started to slide off the bed, and his arms felt heavy. He knew he had no right to hold onto her, to pull her back. “Where you going?”

“Going? Where would I go?” Her eyes jumped with joy and for the first time since he’d seen her she looked lighter, happy.

He ran a hand against his tight chest, knowing he had done that for her. “Am I going, then?”

“Oh no, Goldie. We’re only getting started. I owe you an orgasm and I’m ready to repay.” He looked up with eyebrows raised. Caelen was straddling his legs and, oh so slowly, pulling her bunched shirt the rest of the way off. Her luscious breasts bounced with the motion, and her peach nipples puckered in the cold. The sight just about fried his brain.

Until her next words. “If this is my last chance, I’m going to make it count.” They hit him like a bucket of ice water to the groin. Last chance? The connection, the warm feelings, it was all one-sided. His heart sank. She was still thinking this was only temporary.

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T
HE NEXT TECHNIQUE:
taking Dare with her breasts. Technically, it wasn’t a blowjob but she couldn’t imagine her students
wouldn’t
appreciate the feedback. And damn, ever since she read about it online, she’d been dying to give it a try. “I can’t wait, Goldie.”

Dare’s body locked up, his shoulders bunching, and his hands falling away from her thighs. Just a second before, he’d been holding tight, his eyes blazing with need. Now, he wouldn’t even look her in the eye. “Don’t worry about it. I’ve got an early day tomorrow.”

“What do you mean?”

“You got what you needed. I upheld my end of the bargain. Now, I’m done.”

“Done?” His monotone delivery should have made her feel self-conscious, but she still had enough of an afterglow to stop herself from covering her breasts. She felt so damn good and now Dare was ruining it. As usual. “You’re telling me, you’re going to turn down a perfectly good blowjob?”

“Yeah, I am.” He blew out a breath and ran two hands through his hair, appearing completely frustrated. Then he sat up and frowned at her. “I changed my mind. I’m just not that into it right now.”

Caelen and Dare simultaneously looked down at his dick, a dick that was so hard and straining, he could have cut glass with it. Caelen’s eyebrows inched so high, they almost kissed her hair line. “I don’t think your dick agrees.”

She knew Dare still wanted her. There was no doubt in her mind, so she drew from that knowledge and somehow got the courage to lean forward and slowly blow against his sensitive head.

He moaned and flopped back against the bed.

Aha!
She’d been right. He was still totally into it. Because he’d been so generous and he’d treated her so well, she didn’t mind working for it. Didn’t mind showering him with the affection and attention he’d given her. And she wanted the taste of him, the sense of closeness and rightness she felt when she gave him pleasure. She craved it so bad that she might be willing to beg for it. Yes, she would be willing to do all of those things except analyze why it had all become so important for her.

That would be left for another day.

She wanted to enjoy this time. Enjoy his warm skin and hard hands. She wanted to see his face when she made him come so hard his eyes rolled back in his head. She giggled softly as his head shot off the bed to frown at her, again. “What?” he asked with clenched teeth.

No need to explain she’d been imaging him come. “Please, Dare?” She leaned forward, allowing her breasts to brush his length. “I still have a few techniques I really want to try out.”

His eyes got round, as he studied the slow motion glide of her plump breasts, back and forth, back and forth against his cock. Then he grimaced and muttered so quickly, she didn’t think he’d meant her to hear, “Suck it up, Guinea pig. It’s all about the techniques.”

Caelen pulled up short. Is that why he was feeling upset? Had she made him feel like she’d been using him? Which she had. Which he agreed to. But still, she never wanted him to
feel
that way. Yeah, she definitely needed to do some making up. Dare, despite his smart mouth and cocky grin, had taken care of her from beginning to end in this process.

And she hadn’t lied. If this was her last chance, then it would be all about him. Her body still sang from his talented lips. She wanted,
needed,
to make him feel that good. Luckily, his cock still looked like it felt just fine, because it was still as hard and long as a stripper pole.

Caelen cleared her throat. “Dare. You can leave if you want to.”

“I know that!” he said as surly as a hungry bear, but thankfully he didn’t move away.

“Can I just tell you why I want you to stay? Tell you how sexy you are? How I think about you during the day, when we’re not together.”

His eyes snapped toward her, and some of the fire she’d been craving was back. Banked but still smoldering behind his eyes.

“I was looking up some,” she made sure not to use the word technique again, “things that I wanted to do, on the Internet.” She ran her hands up and down his thighs. “I saw a picture of a woman and a man. His cock was right here,” she ran a few fingers between her breasts, “and I wanted, I hoped—”

He swallowed, his eyes narrowing. “You want to do that to me?”

She nodded and a rush of heat bathed her, right between her legs. She was getting turned on again, so she squeezed her breasts and brought them closer to him. “Will you let me try it? I want to know how it feels.”

“Caelen, I—”

“Please, Dare. I want to feel you.”

He sat up on his elbows, still resistant. He cupped the back of her neck and gazed into her eyes for a long time. “Damn, you really want to do this, don’t you?” he whispered softly to himself. His features hardened and he seemed to make a decision. “Only if you kiss me.”

She grinned, not disappointed. Neither of them ever seemed to give in without some sort of negotiation. Happily, she grasped his face and he moved forward before she could think. Instead of the intense, fast kiss she’d expected, he took his time, working his full lips, consuming her from the inside out. When he pulled back, she kept her eyes shut for a few seconds, savoring his taste. “Now?” she breathed, so turned on she could hardly breathe.

“Hell
yes. Do it now.” Gone was the hesitation and back was the control freak from earlier. Caelen didn’t mind. As long as she got what she wanted in the end, his hard dick.

“Don’t you want to hear what else I want to do?”

His hand went to his cock again, and she let him touch himself until she was ready. He watched as she squeezed her breasts together, right over his pulsing member. He popped back on one elbow. “Tell me while you do it.”