He felt her muscles clench—thighs, buttocks, sex—and knew her release was close. He drove deep with his tongue and stroked her clitoris with a feverish pace. She made a thoroughly animalistic sound and shuddered around him. He didn’t leave her, not until her body began to settle from her orgasm.

“My God,” she breathed, her hand still clasping his head as she sprawled beneath him, seemingly spent. “Are you sure you’ve never done that before?”

It was impossible not to feel a burst of pride at her question. Or perhaps it was just that he’d never felt so amazing in his entire life. He kissed the inside of her thigh. “Never.”

He almost added that he feared she was ruining him for other women, but decided that would dampen the mood. She’d made it clear this was temporary, which meant for him, there would be other women. Would there be other men for her?

Rolling to his side next to her, he asked, “Have you had other affairs?”

She glanced toward him, her eyes half-closed. “I’d rather not answer that.”

“Fair enough.”

Turning toward him, she opened her eyes completely. “You truly never considered losing your virginity before you met me?”

“Until you, the idea hadn’t entered my mind.”

“You’ve never lusted after anyone else?”

“My body has felt desire, or at least the need to be satisfied.” He gestured toward his still-hard cock. “I’ve had to deal with this for a very long time.”

She frowned exaggeratedly before smiling. “Poor thing. Shall we help it along?”

“We should sleep. I just exhausted you.”

“Hardly. If you’re ready for another lesson, I’m more than game. This time, you’ll be on top. If you want.”

He wanted anything she was willing to give. “Show me what to do.”

“Kneel between my legs.”

When he was in position, she stroked his cock. He closed his eyes briefly and surrendered to her touch. It would be so easy to let himself come like this. But then he’d make a mess all over her. Something about that actually made him harder. Would she mind?

“We’re going to guide you into me together. Put your hand on mine.”

He wrapped his fingers around hers. She scooted down toward him, and they slid him into her tight sheath. Gripping his hips, she arched up, encouraging him to push deep.

“Yes, like that.” She moaned softly. “You can stay like that, or you can come forward, so our chests are touching. If you do that, I’ll wrap my legs around you.”

“Which do you prefer?” He liked the sound of her legs around him.

“I’d like to feel as much of you as possible.”

He felt precisely the same. “I won’t crush you?”

She shook her head as she moved her hips. “Go as slow or fast as you like.”

“I assume fast is preferable.”