26. Jonathan #2
We moaned together as both my hands moved faster inside her and over her clit.
“You’re so close, Darling.” I kissed her sweat-soaked temple. “Relax and come for me.”
Her expression pinched with a small frown, gasping. “I can’t.”
“Relax your pelvic floor muscles.” I pulled away from her clit and splayed my hand over her taut lower stomach. I soothed her rigid muscles as her hitched breaths danced along my neck. “Let go. I’m here. You’re safe with me, Lina.”
Her words slurred as she finally relaxed those muscles. She held back her moans when I gently pushed down with the hand I had over her lower belly. Her grip turned deadly, both hands clawing her nails into my flesh and drawing blood.
The soft walls of her pussy sucked my fingers in deeper, begging me to bring her a euphoria she had never experienced. The fingers I had in her accelerated in a speed that coiled her pussy into a searing, constricting death grip and left me groaning breathlessly.
So tight. So wet. And so fucking ready to come.
Lina managed to shudder out a soft ‘Jonathan’ before her orgasm squirted across my steering wheel and drenched my pants and thighs.
Her hips quaked as her cunt spasmed, practically swallowing my fingers into the tightest clench.
Waves of pleasure washed over her; I watched the Little Miss Perfect I’d waged war against dripping with sweat and cum.
Black coils of her hair were plastered against her face. Her lips were bruised red from my unforgiving, biting kisses. The hickey and bite marks I left on her neck bloomed bright red. She was a mess. And I was to be blamed for turning her into this very mess.
“Fuck, Lina,” I breathed, chest heaving. I kissed the corner of her lips, coiling my fingers again. She whimpered, her cunt suckling me with the most obscene sound. “Your pussy won’t let me leave. Looks like I’ll have to be the sole resident here.”
Red-faced, she turned to me as she gently pushed my fingers out.
Her overstimulated body shivered in the process.
With a smirk on my mouth, I kissed her. Sucking on her bottom lip, asking for entrance as politely as I could.
Her shaky breath fluttered down my neck in such a haughty, sexy way that my throbbing cock began to ache.
It wanted her, and it wanted her cunt to wrap it in that tight, sloppy mess the way it did my fingers. But not tonight.
Lina pulled away from our heated kiss, gasping for air. Her cheeks still furiously blood red. “I-I’m sorry for urinating all over your car,” she whispered, meekly. “I’ll cover for all the expenses it takes to clean it. I—”
I laughed, cupping her face with both my hands. “Miss Lee, I thought you were a doctor. Did you forget about the Skene’s glands when we learned about the sexual reproductive organs in physiology class? That wasn’t urine, Darling. You squirted. I made you squirt.”
Just when I thought Lina’s face couldn’t get any redder, it turned a deeper and darker shade. Mortified, she tore her eyes away from mine. I laughed, tugging her face into mine for a kiss. We kissed only for a second before she pushed me away.
“Stop laughing!” she said. “Learning it in class and experiencing it in real life are two completely different ordeals!”
Saliva dribbled from the corner of her lips as I continued to chuckle, unable to stop. I tugged her back, licking her lips and whatever spit had trickled across her chin with the flat of my tongue.
She frowned. “Jonathan!”
“But you’re so fucking cute,” I murmured through my dying laughs, pecking her lips. “So, Miss Lee, did you enjoy your first lesson?”
She sighed, pulling away from the last kiss I was going to give her.
As she sat in my lap, eye to eye with me, the emotions under that red mask of embarrassment shifted, and reality seemed to hit her.
The marks we left across one another’s territories, the kisses we shared, and the cum she released under my touch . . .
We had crossed over to the point of no return.
I watched as her fingers traced the outline of my bottom lip, down my chin, and lower. She brushed her fingers across my Adam’s apple, eyes bright in the dark at the mark she left behind there. My aching and forgotten cock twitched for her attention.
I swallowed down a breath when she looked down at it and the pre-cum seeping out of my tip. Her hand drew across my clavicles to my sternum, splaying her hand across my left pectoral muscles.
“Yes, Professor Lo.” Lina’s voice dipped low in a sultry purr the way her pussy did with those sexy, slick sounds earlier. “I enjoyed it very much. However—”
She pulled her hand away from my chest and drew her index finger over my tip in a slow and calculated manner. My breath hitched as my hips bucked up toward her.
“You know, I’m going to need more lessons from you,” she continued, adding pressure into her caress. “I promise I’ll be a quick learner and be your best student, professor.”
I groaned, grinning wide. “Such a teacher’s pet.”
“I learned it from the best.” She smirked. “I want to see you touch yourself again. Show me how you’d fuck me, sir.”
I shuddered out a breath and a low, gravelly demand. “Get over to the passenger’s side. Now.”
Lina quickly climbed over as I followed instantly behind her.
We struggled comically as we laughed and giggled like a pair of kids.
I took my place in the passenger’s seat and motioned for her to straddle my lap.
She did so without any hesitation. Instead of letting us be chest to chest like the first time, I gently pushed her back until she was up against the glove compartment.
I tugged at her dress back up to expose her cunt to me. As I suspected, she was neatly trimmed. Her entrance still glistened from the mess I’d made of her, her chest heaving up and down, ready for what I was going to teach her next.
With one hand on my cock, slicking back the pre-cum she was playing with just a moment ago, and the other hand on her clit, I demonstrated how I’d fuck her.
“This,” I gestured to the tight fist wrapped around my thick shaft as I pumped it downward slowly, “is how I’ll fuck you, Lina. Nice and slow.”
She whimpered against each clenched and slow pump of my hard cock, and every rough brush over her clit. “I thought you liked it hard and fast,” she said.
“Only when I’m masturbating. But with you, Darling, I would love to fuck you deep, deliberately, so I can feel every inch of how desperate your pussy is for me.”
Her hands held onto my wrist, clawing at me again. As blood came to the surface, I chuckled. Lina’s dark eyes twinkled as she smirked back. Her fingertips slithered up my forearm.
“Easy, Miss Lee. This is all hypothetical for now,” I said. “Your inexperienced cunt isn’t ready for this cock yet, and you know that.” Her clit throbbed at my statement as a moan spilled out of her lips. “Use your pretty voice. I can’t hear you.”
She swallowed down a building whine and answered me with a soft, “Yes, sir.”
I laughed as I pumped my cock in one slow motion. I did the same to soothe her sweet, little clit between my fingers. She shuddered, and her hips bucked.
“Say it again.” My tone was controlled and harsh.
“Yes, sir,” she said, firmer this time.
I hummed, dipping my index and middle finger back into those tight, soft, and deliciously wet walls. “Now, that’s my Lina.”