by Wendi Zwaduk
Graig slipped one finger into her cunt and pumped, meeting her thrust for thrust. When she tugged his hair, he delved his tongue farther into her. He added another finger and spread her open.
“God.” She whimpered and rocked her body. A fine sheen of perspiration glittered on her skin. Her nipples beaded beneath her bra. He tweaked her nipple, pinching and caressing her heated flesh. At the same time, he sucked hard on her clit.
Tessa groaned and trembled. She clamped down on his left hand’s fingers and panted. Her juices slickened his way and coated his hand. When she cried out his name, she pushed him out of her body. More cream slid from her cunt.
A squirter? “Hot damn,” he murmured. “That is so sexy. Every time?”
“Most of the time.” She nodded. “Can be messy.”
He loved seeing her come apart on his hand. Loved when she embraced her uniqueness. Besides, she tasted like sin and he wanted another helping of her.
Tessa sagged against the couch cushions. She let go of his hair and touched his cheek. “Sorry.”
“For what?” Graig stretched out beside her on the couch. “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” He wiped his chin then sucked on the fingers he’d used on her. “Tastes so sweet.”
Graig ground his cock against her bare thigh. After watching her climax, he couldn’t wait to sink into her pussy, balls-deep. He stood and shucked everything below the waist then picked the condom up from his wallet. Tessa watched him from under heavy-lidded eyes and took the rubber from his hands. She sheathed his aching cock once he was back on top of her then guided him into her relaxed body.
“Oh fuck.” From his head to his toes, he shivered. One sexual encounter couldn’t mean much, but if love at first fuck could happen—he’d believe it. He moved his hips, slowly and deliberately to touch every inch of her. Part of him wished to ditch the condom. The rest of him knew the truth—keep her safe. Her tight heat redirected his thoughts. Tingles bounced around his chest, and his balls ached. He braced himself on his hands and knees and stared into her eyes as he pushed into her. The green flecks sparkled in her blue eyes and for a moment, he saw straight to her soul.
Tessa grabbed his ass, spurring him on. She arched beneath him and her lips parted.
“So good.” Graig clenched his teeth and pistoned his hips. His legs trembled and his heart pounded. He’d never be able to last. “Fuck,” he panted and emptied his cum deep in the condom.
Graig gasped for breath and collapsed on her. He arranged his arms and legs enough not to squish her. “We need to do that again.”
“Yeah?” She trailed her fingers over his temple. “I’m that addicting?”
“I want to make love to you a couple hundred times. You’ll wear me out, woman, and I accept the challenge.” He pulled out of her and settled back on his side. “I still want to see you dance.”
“Then stay with me tonight,” she murmured.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Oh boy, had she asked. She’d opened the biggest can of worms out there. Tessa patted his arm. “Come with me.” She stood, once he moved off the sofa then led him to her bedroom. Her legs still wobbled from the session on the couch. Her heart thrummed and she worked her hardest to keep her excitement in check. They’d made love in her living room. She hadn’t invited a man to her bedroom in a long time.
“Make yourself at home.” She opened the door to her most sacred space then scooted out of the way. She smoothed her shirt into place then hurried back into the living room. There she locked her apartment door then scooped their clothing into her arms. Never let it be said she was a slob.
“Black? Mr. Black? Where are you?” She patted her thigh to call the cat then strolled back into the bedroom. Instead of the cat trotting beside her, he lay sprawled on the bed beside Graig, who had already snuggled under the covers. She stopped short in the doorway. Both looked so comfortable, so right where they belonged.
Graig flipped the blankets back and patted the mattress. “He invited me.”
“He does that when he likes someone.” She tossed the clothes onto the floor then slid into bed beside Graig. “Usually he hates people, but when he finds someone he loves, he’ll love you forever.”
“How about you?” Graig inched closer to her. “I’m hoping you’re not second-guessing what we did. I don’t. Not a bit.” He propped himself up on his arm and rested his head on his hand. The cat strolled up between them and curled up.
“He’s also really good at interrupting.” Tessa stroked Mr. Black’s fur. “Graig, I’m scared. We do have a good friendship. You know more about me than most, but we’ve gone to a place we probably can’t return from.”
“I’m okay with it.” He reached over the cat and stroked her arm. “I’ve wanted to make a move for so long.”
Mr. Black lifted his head, sniffed then stood and strode off the bed.
“What’d I do?” Graig grinned.
“He’s finicky.” The answer worked for the moment. What had Graig done? Smashed the walls around her heart and made her feel something other than platonic feelings. She opened her palm on his chest. His heart beat under her hand and fires burned in his eyes. Maybe it wasn’t love—not yet, but she wanted another night with him.
Graig bridged the gap between them. Breasts-to-chest and mons-to-groin. He tangled their legs and smoothed a lock of her hair between his fingers. “You look like you’re a million miles away. Either I’m shit in the sack or something is bothering you. Talk to me. I’m still the same guy who will listen as long as you want me to.”
She sighed. “I don’t want this to end. Whatever this is between us. It’s hot, sexy and easy. You get me. I don’t want to lose that.”
“You won’t.” He slid his arm under her head and cuddled her to his chest. “I’m yours, babe. All yours.” He kissed the top of her head. “Not going anywhere.”
“Are we going to tell the students? Or keep it quiet? Peri and Den probably guessed.” She scraped her fingernail over his nipple.
“I’m not worried about telling anyone. Far as I see, we do our own thing. If people find out, they find out.” He rolled her onto his chest and stared into her eyes. “You’re the one who matters. If you’re happy, then I’m better than good. I forgot to tell you, but I pulled the paperwork for my transfer. I’m not going anywhere. I’m all yours.”
Totally hers? Crazy. Tessa sat up, whipped her tunic over her head, unhooked her bra, and then tossed the garments onto the floor. She finger-combed her hair. “Make love to me.”
“Anytime.” Graig palmed her breasts, pinching her nipples through the soft fabric of her bra.
She situated his cock to thrum against her clit and wriggled on his lap.
“Babe, you’re beautiful.”
“You’ve mentioned that.” She sighed and licked her lips. The man seared her to the bone and the raw desire in his eyes fascinated her. No one looked at her with such intensity. She tipped her head back. She loved breast play—the rougher, the better. Clips, pinches, one day she wanted to try a piercing. One day. When he plucked her nipples, the twinge of pain blossomed into a fresh rush of pleasure.
“You like that?” His short question rocked her to her core.
“Very much so.”
“Sexy as hell.” Graig sat up with her still nestled over his cock. “Want to be inside you. Got any condoms?”
“Nightstand. Second drawer.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her forehead on his. “Don’t like to be caught off guard.”
“I love a prepared woman. So fucking hot.” He turned enough to fumble through her nightstand for the box of rubbers. Tessa unwound from him and nudged him to the bed. She leaned forward enough to grab one of the condoms. At the same time, her position granted him access to her breasts. He sucked on one of her nipples, scraping his teeth over her sensitive skin. The moan bubbled in her throat and she ground her hips. She crinkled the foil packet in her hand.
Let him play.
Graig pinched her free nipple while continuing to flatten his tongue over the other one. He bit, sucked and nipped her until she cried out again. The synapses in her brain misfired and she rode the wave of pleasure. “Love that,” she moaned. “So sensitive.”
When he hummed, her pussy vibrated. More moans burst from her lips and her skin tingled.
Graig let go of her breast with a pop. “Ride me, babe. Get yourself off on me.”
Like he had to tell her twice. Tessa scooted onto his thighs then tore open the foil packet. She trailed her fingers up and down his chest as she learned the ripples and divots of his body. All hard muscle under her fingertips. When he shivered, she enveloped him in her heat. His eyes lit with passion and the muscle in his jaw worked overtime. He bobbed his hips, pitching and rolling her in place.
“You’re in my soul.” He grasped her hips and pushed deeper into her. No finesse like the last time. She didn’t care. She liked soft and steady as much as she craved hard and frantic. Tessa leaned backward, resting her hands on his upper thighs. The position adjusted his cock within her, touching more places in her pussy. Graig reached between her legs and tweaked her clit. He braced his feet and bounced her on his lap while fondling her.
Tessa wriggled her hips, matching him thrust for thrust. Her entire body buzzed. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t drag enough air into her lungs. A trickle of sweat slipped between her shoulder blades.
In, out. Up, down. His cock pulsed within her. She arranged his hand on her bottom, encouraging him to spank her. The tiny hit knocked her lust up another notch.
“Sexy, bad girl likes being spanked?” Graig swatted her again, this time with force behind the swat. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she panted. So close.
“Come for me, babe,” he coaxed. Graig let go of her clit and grasped her hips with both hands. His thrusts increased. She let go of her fears, let go of the emotional walls protecting her and embraced the orgasm building in her belly.
“Graig,” she moaned and curled forward.
“Right here with you.” He tugged her down hard onto his cock and groaned. His body tensed beneath her then relaxed. Tessa slumped forward, her liquid lust lubricating their connection. She cuddled against his chest and fought to catch her breath. Neither spoke for a long moment. She detangled their legs, allowing him to slip out of her. She then snuggled next to him with her head on his chest.
“Give me a moment to ditch the rubber.” Graig nudged her off him long enough to stand then dumped the condom in the garbage bin beside her bed. When he returned, he settled in the sheets with her curled in the crook of his arm.
“Best concert ever.”
“Yeah,” she murmured. It was. The evenness of his breaths lulled her. She nuzzled his pec and drifted to sleep, reliving the night in delicious detail. Definitely the best concert ever.
Chapter Six
Tessa snuggled into her pillow and breathed in the foreign scent on her sheets. Graig. Her entire body warmed just thinking about him. She scooted backward to rub her ass on his stomach. Instead of finding a sexy man, she touched cold sheet. She blinked her eyes open and rolled onto her back. No Graig. She sat up and glanced around the room. His clothes remained scattered on the floor.
The sizzle of something frying caught her attention. Tessa grabbed one of her sleep shirts from the dresser then hurried into the kitchen. Graig stood at her stove, clad in nothing more than his boxer shorts. He shook a pan and flipped the eggs. When he turned to grab another egg from the carton, he winked at her.
“Good morning, beautiful.” He plated two of the over-easy eggs. “Made you breakfast.”
“Thanks.” She accepted the plate and sat at the bar. “You didn’t have to.”
“A gentleman treats his lady well.” He added his eggs to the second plate then picked up the freshly toasted bread. “You deserve anything your heart desires. Hopefully that’s me.” He wriggled his eyebrows. “I’m nowhere near done exploring you.”
“I’m not a mountain.” She nibbled on the eggs. “I suppose you’ll stick a flag in me too?”
“I should spank you for your sass.” He smiled and folded his hands. “I’m a lucky man. My best friend is the hottest lover I’ve had. I’m glad I accepted the offer to sub at Valley.” He handed her a cup of coffee. “But there’s something I want to ask.” His eyes glittered. “What gets you off? What are your deepest sexual secrets you haven’t shared with anyone? Besides dancing naked?”
“That was at least two somethings.” He knew everything else about her. What really knocked her for a loop was his casual attitude. Did he ask all his partners these questions? She nibbled on the toast and considered her answer. She’d never been afraid to talk about her desire to watch porn or liking her ass spanked. One day she wanted to try anal sex too. But tell him?
“I was too blunt.” The tips of his ears burned a bright red. “You don’t…don’t have to…” he closed his eyes. “I don’t think straight when I’m around you.”
What the hell did she have to lose? “I like being spanked. Over your knee until my ass is bright red and tender. It’s my stress reliever.”
His eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed twice before he finally spoke. “Over my knee?”
She nodded. “I like when you look at me, even from across the courtyard. It turns me on to be watched and to be directed. Giving over power turns me on.” She shrugged. “I control so much at school. Sometimes I want to be the one who is controlled. If you’ve got nipple clips…that’s even better.”
“Clips? Nice.” Graig narrowed his eyes for a moment then slipped her hand into his. “If we go there, then we only play those games with each other. I’m a one-woman man.”
“Of course.” Hell, the last time she’d played had been more than two years before and with her then long-term boyfriend. “Are we only seeing each other too?”
“I’d like to see where this goes, but I can’t tell you not to see other people. I’m not looking to date anyone else.” The sparkle returned to his eyes. “I want to make your dreams come true, in and out of bed.”
Tessa shoved a lock of hair from her eyes. She didn’t really want to see anyone else. “Then never make me feel like I’m second best.”
“Never.” He shoved his plate of half-eaten food aside. “Any man who doesn’t treat you like a goddess is a fool.” He rubbed his thumb across the top of her knuckles. “You knew I watched you. Why didn’t you say anything before?”
She placed her fork on her plate. “The sensuality of what I did turned me on and seeing you pleased without having to touch you was intoxicating. No strings, no messiness. We both got what we wanted without the emotions involved.”
“Don’t ruin the friendship? I think it’s better and stronger.” He let go of her hand and rounded the counter to where she sat. “I want to please you this time.” He curled his fingers under her chin.
“Yeah?”
“Come here.” Graig helped her off her stool then led her to the bedroom. He perched on the edge of the mattress. “On my lap.” His eyes glittered. He patted his thighs. “Now.”
Desire shimmered in her veins. She nibbled her bottom lip then stretched out across his legs. “Do I need to be punished?” She suppressed a giggle. This is what she wanted, what she craved. A firm hand on her ass, taking away control and freeing her.
“Over and over.” Graig lifted the edge of her shirt, exposing her bare ass. “No panties?” He smoothed his palm over her skin in fat circles. “The bad girl who lets everyone watch her dance naked deserves a nice red bottom.” He smacked her butt three times, twice on the left and once on the right. “This bad girl also needs to tell me when enough is enough.” He swatted her again, this time twice on the right and once on the left.
Her skin burned and tingled. Shudders racked her body. Her pussy vibrated and she wriggled on his lap. Each time his hand connected with her ass, she bit back a cry. The stresses she held back evaporated and her brain swam.
“More,” she panted.
“Really?” Graig stroked the swell of her rump. “Greedy.” He rewarded her with four more slaps on her tender ass.
Tessa balanced on her palms and the tips of her toes. “Feels good.” She gasped for breath and closed her eyes. The floating feeling, the gooey goodness she experienced with a good spanking curled around her. She ground her hips on his lap.
Graig’s erection prodded her belly. He spanked her four more times. She embraced the languid feeling and moaned.
“Want your mouth on me.” He slapped her ass again. “On your knees.”
“Just a moment.” Tessa rummaged through the dresser drawer for what she wanted. When she returned to him, she offered him the nipple clamps. “Use these?” She scampered into position, hands behind her back and her feet crossed beneath her. Being submissive to him, granting his wishes and giving in to his desires pleased her. She stared up at him, waiting for his next command.
“You bet I will, but this has to go.” He plucked at the neckline of her shirt. “I want to see you. All of you.”
Tessa worked her arms through the sleeves then whipped the garment up over her head. Cool air wound around her body, but nothing affected her like the heat in his gaze. Her nipples pebbled and her pussy creamed all over her inner thighs. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his shorts and tugged them off, baring his body to her.
“That’s what I want.” He pinched her nipple into a tight peak then affixed the first clip. The teeth bit into her skin and she suppressed a moan. “So fucking hot.” He treated her other nipple the same, rolling the bundle of nerves in his fingers. “Talk to me, Tessa.”
“More.” She arched her back, giving him better access to her chest. He attached the second clip. “Thank you.”
