Not yet though. Not tonight. Even though his Stronghold survey had indicated he was open to sex during the class, if the two of them were really going to do this, Olivia wanted to take her time. Sex might indicate a willingness on her part to jump right into a relationship, making unspoken promises she wasn’t ready to commit to yet.

But that didn’t meant they couldn’t do other things.

Giving Luke’s cock and ass one last pump, Olivia stood, her hands and fingers sliding away from him and leaving him panting for breath.

A small smile on her face, she rose above him and started to strip.

Laid out in front of her, Luke’s cock had turned a dark pink as it strained for release, his balls a little darker as the rubber band around the base of his sack constricted blood flow just enough to make it extra sensitive. She could tell he was struggling to keep his hands in place behind his head—which was why she had put them there. The placement actually made it a little easier for him to hold position than if he hadn’t had something to hold on to.

Seeing the desire flaring in his eyes as she stripped down, taking her time to shuck off her shirt and pants, then her matching lace bra and panties, was more than a little satisfying. His cock bobbed as his lower muscles clenched in response, a visceral reaction she luxuriated in.

“Lower your arms to your sides,” she ordered. As soon as he did so, she planted one foot on either side of his head, enjoying the way his expression lit up, his eyes most definitely not fixed on her face. From his position, he’d mostly be able to see her pink pussy, fringed with neatly trimmed dark red curls and the triangle of hair she preferred on her mound.

Olivia knelt down, one knee on either side of his head, her pussy hovering inches above his lips. She could feel his hot breath panting on her sensitive folds, his blue eyes almost incredulous and wild with excitement.

“Okay, cupcake,” she said, smiling down at him. Her hands gripped his hair firmly, pulling his head up to meet her lowering cunt. “Show me what you can do.”

She didn’t object when his hands came up, arms curling under her legs and then over to hold her thighs. The hold gave him a little more leverage to reach her—and she liked the way he felt, clinging to her legs to please her. She sighed with blissful enjoyment as she felt his tongue sliding through her folds, tasting her... learning her... flicking against her swollen clit so that she pressed down more firmly against him.