his mind. “You thinking about dirty things to do in a classroom, are you now?”
“Daniel—we can’t get caught.”
Oh yeah, she definitely had something on her mind he hadn’t expected. He paced back to the door and locked it, pulling down the blind to cover the only window into the room on the hall side. Second-story windows on the opposite wall? There was no way anyone could see in from that direction. He pivoted slowly on one heel to see she had the desk clutched so hard with both hands her knuckles were turning white.
“Boys’ bus gets home at four thirty, right?”
She nodded.
He stepped closer, his cock slowly rising to press against the zipper of his jeans. She watched him warily, a mix of anticipation and anxiety in her eyes. “What I’d like to do is strip your clothes off, lay you flat out on the surface of your desk and fuck you senseless.”
“ Jesus , Daniel.” The words escaped in a whisper, her eyes huge.
He dropped a hand over his cock and rubbed, attempting to get the damn thing to stop aching so hard. He swore he heard blood thumping in the back of his brain.
“You enjoy dirty talk, don’t you?”
She breathed rapidly as he approached, the pulse in her neck drawing him like a magnet. “It makes me feel weak.”
He lifted her and sat her on the desk, spreading her knees carefully, the heavy brace surrounding her leg clunking on the wooden surface. He hated to see the contraption on her, a constant reminder of the pain she must have experienced. Must still experience. One step took him between her thighs, and the warmth of their bodies connected. She gave a little moan, and his dick jumped involuntarily. Fuck, this was going to kill him.
“You made me a list yet?”
“I…I started to. It’s at home.”
He lifted her chin and licked her lower lip. Sweetness flooded his system. Damn she tasted good. He nibbled on the pouting flesh and stole one swipe into her mouth with his tongue.
She shivered.
He leaned away enough to stare into her eyes. “You keep the list. If I do anything you don’t feel comfortable with, you just say no, and I’ll stop.”
“You don’t want to read it?” The tension in her torso decreased a notch, and he smiled. They were now in full-body contact, and she was relaxed against him, all warm and soft, her breasts nudging his chest.
“I don’t need to. If I miss anything you really want to try, I hope you’ll tell me in person.” He brushed their lips together, needing to taste her. Now that he knew where they’d end up, although not the when, he could enjoy and take his time.
She was a woman meant to be savoured, not gobbled in a rush.
If her heart beat any faster, she was going to fall over in a faint. The whole long masculine length of him pinned her in place, one hand on either side of her thighs as he leaned his torso against hers. The kiss he pressed to her lips was gentle, his tongue and lips moving over her like a placid breeze. She let herself stroke his chest, palms to the soft cotton of his shirt, the firm muscle underneath tempting her.
She checked her anxiety level. Nothing but a buzz of sexual desire ran through her veins, and she was so relieved. Beth drank in the sensation of power and passion mixing together in his touch.
Oh man, she was really going to do this. She wanted to. Needed to. It was another step in taking back control of her life. The life that had changed so subtly over the years she was still shocked she’d missed the signs of things going wrong. Her husband had made her feel incompetent and undesirable. The emotions Daniel raised were completely different.
He held her in place, his hips rocking slowly, the ridge of his cock branding her body as he dipped his tongue into the tender part of her ear. A shiver took her and he chuckled. “Miss Beth, you are making it very difficult to go slow.”
She didn’t want slow, not if fast meant she’d get to touch him sooner. She grasped his collar and pulled his
“Daniel—we can’t get caught.”
Oh yeah, she definitely had something on her mind he hadn’t expected. He paced back to the door and locked it, pulling down the blind to cover the only window into the room on the hall side. Second-story windows on the opposite wall? There was no way anyone could see in from that direction. He pivoted slowly on one heel to see she had the desk clutched so hard with both hands her knuckles were turning white.
“Boys’ bus gets home at four thirty, right?”
She nodded.
He stepped closer, his cock slowly rising to press against the zipper of his jeans. She watched him warily, a mix of anticipation and anxiety in her eyes. “What I’d like to do is strip your clothes off, lay you flat out on the surface of your desk and fuck you senseless.”
“ Jesus , Daniel.” The words escaped in a whisper, her eyes huge.
He dropped a hand over his cock and rubbed, attempting to get the damn thing to stop aching so hard. He swore he heard blood thumping in the back of his brain.
“You enjoy dirty talk, don’t you?”
She breathed rapidly as he approached, the pulse in her neck drawing him like a magnet. “It makes me feel weak.”
He lifted her and sat her on the desk, spreading her knees carefully, the heavy brace surrounding her leg clunking on the wooden surface. He hated to see the contraption on her, a constant reminder of the pain she must have experienced. Must still experience. One step took him between her thighs, and the warmth of their bodies connected. She gave a little moan, and his dick jumped involuntarily. Fuck, this was going to kill him.
“You made me a list yet?”
“I…I started to. It’s at home.”
He lifted her chin and licked her lower lip. Sweetness flooded his system. Damn she tasted good. He nibbled on the pouting flesh and stole one swipe into her mouth with his tongue.
She shivered.
He leaned away enough to stare into her eyes. “You keep the list. If I do anything you don’t feel comfortable with, you just say no, and I’ll stop.”
“You don’t want to read it?” The tension in her torso decreased a notch, and he smiled. They were now in full-body contact, and she was relaxed against him, all warm and soft, her breasts nudging his chest.
“I don’t need to. If I miss anything you really want to try, I hope you’ll tell me in person.” He brushed their lips together, needing to taste her. Now that he knew where they’d end up, although not the when, he could enjoy and take his time.
She was a woman meant to be savoured, not gobbled in a rush.
If her heart beat any faster, she was going to fall over in a faint. The whole long masculine length of him pinned her in place, one hand on either side of her thighs as he leaned his torso against hers. The kiss he pressed to her lips was gentle, his tongue and lips moving over her like a placid breeze. She let herself stroke his chest, palms to the soft cotton of his shirt, the firm muscle underneath tempting her.
She checked her anxiety level. Nothing but a buzz of sexual desire ran through her veins, and she was so relieved. Beth drank in the sensation of power and passion mixing together in his touch.
Oh man, she was really going to do this. She wanted to. Needed to. It was another step in taking back control of her life. The life that had changed so subtly over the years she was still shocked she’d missed the signs of things going wrong. Her husband had made her feel incompetent and undesirable. The emotions Daniel raised were completely different.
He held her in place, his hips rocking slowly, the ridge of his cock branding her body as he dipped his tongue into the tender part of her ear. A shiver took her and he chuckled. “Miss Beth, you are making it very difficult to go slow.”
She didn’t want slow, not if fast meant she’d get to touch him sooner. She grasped his collar and pulled his
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