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sought mine.
    At
first I gasped and tried to fend him off, but his tongue worked a special kind
of magic that left me helpless.  Eager to surrender to the sensations he
brought me, I went soft and pliable in his arms.  And without my knowledge, my
hands wrapped around him, one hand driving my fingers through his luxurious
hair while the other trailed down his back.
    “All
week,” he murmured through the passionate kiss.  “All week I thought of nothing
else but our dinner together.  It was the only think I looked forward to.”
    His
hands worked quickly to tear off my lab coat then pull down the zipper at the
back of my dress.  I didn’t resist when he peeled the dress off me and stared
hungrily at my breasts.  I licked my lips, not sure what to expect next, not
sure what I should do.
    He
bent down to kiss the mounds of flesh that peeked out over the top of my bra
and I let out a long hiss of a breath.  My body felt like it was shooting
rockets, hot, thrilled, exciting.
    “Bobby,”
I whispered.
    “Yes,”
he said with hunger.  “Yes, Lilly.”  He brought his hands around my back and
freed my bra.
    I’d
never felt so exposed, but strangely, I wasn’t as embarrassed or ashamed as I
thought I should be.  In fact there was a sense of liberation that flowed over
me.
    But
it’s when he once again bent over me, this time to catch one nipple in his
lips, that I lost all control.  In that instant I ceased to be Lilly Cooke, the
little girl in the convent, the young woman in the kitchen lab, the teacher in
the Basic Science class.
    In
that instant, I became a woman, clear and simple.  My body was no longer my
own, but his, entirely his.  I wanted more of his touch, more of what he had to
show me.  His lips switched to my other nipple and once again the thrill of his
touch sent sparks to every part of my body, namely the crux of my thighs.
    There
were no words, only groans and grunts as he tugged my dress over my hips and
let it fall to the floor.  And the groans and grunts escaladed when he peeled
off my panties and sent them to join my dress.  But those groans and grunts
took on an entirely animal quality when he ran his finger along the folds of
skin I’d never dared explore, and, making matters downright unbearable, he
squatted down to run his tongue along the same path his finger had taken.
    My
eyes popped open and I shoved my fingers deep into his thick hair.  “Oh, my
God!”  I could barely control my breathing as he continued, tugging, sucking,
licking.  “Oh, my God!”
    Just
as I thought the world was going to burst around me, he stood, pulled out his
erection and guided it to me.
    “Bobby,”
I said.  Apprehension had slowly crept up on me.  I bit my lip as he nudged
closer, the tip of his shaft pushing against me.
    He
kissed me, erasing whatever apprehensions I had.  With his kiss, passionate and
consuming, he pushed inside me, his erection filling a space I’d never allowed
myself to consider.
    “Bobby.”
    “Lilly.”
    I
clung to him, kissing him as if my life depended on it.  And when my body rose
higher than I would have ever thought possible, when his accompanied mine,
stride for stride, thrust for thrust, I knew what heaven on earth was.
    Chapter 7
     
    Bobby
     
     
    I thought of Lilly every waking moment the rest
of that day.  After that quick but passionate moment in her office, I knew I was
hooked.  I wanted her in a way that ached.  But with every passing moment we
spent together, with every moment spent making love, kissing and cuddling, that
ache only got worse.  The more I had her, the more I wanted of her.  I wanted
her upright.  I wanted her on all fours.  I wanted her flat on her back.
    “Monsieur
Cummings,” the teacher called out.
    I
shook the vision of Lilly’s boobs out of my head and looked to the short and
bulky man up front.  “ Oui, Monsieur .”
    He
rattled off some reprimand of which all I took in was, pay attention.  I
nodded, but my attention