we’d thrown her off balance. Which was not a bad thing every now and then.
Fuck, this was going to be fun. I had no idea whether Benno had ever done anything like this, but I sure as hell had. And it had been way too long.
I stuffed my hands in my pockets to keep myself under control. “Kiss her, Benno. I want to see it,” I growled, my dick raging harder.
Senna looked my way with a small smile. I nodded. She stepped toward Benno, who tangled his fingers in her short black hair, tilting her lips to his, kissing her sweetly.
C’mon, dude.
But when she put her hands in his own hair and a little moan escaped her, he groaned, parting his lips and pulling her closer.
Then he abruptly let go.
She stumbled back, gasping at the sudden movement and wiping a finger over her lower lip.
Benno looked at her, then nodded in my direction.
Fucking hot.
A sly smile grew on her face. It was easy to see that the game we were playing had morphed from intimidating to something delicious and naughty.
I approached her, not even bothering to hide my erection, and she kissed me with all the passion I’d hoped she would, exploring with her tongue while her breathing deepened.
Benno came up behind her and, while we kissed, removed her velvet blazer to reveal a cropped black T-shirt that pulled tightly across her round breasts, tied in a knot in the back.
Jesus.
I stopped kissing her for a moment to watch his hands touch her exposed abdomen, then wander up to her tits.
“Isn’t she beautiful, Jamie?” Benno breathed, pulling her T-shirt up to reveal a black lace bra.
Christ, was there anything about this woman that wasn’t drop dead sexy?
As he ran his palms over her erect nipples, her eyes fluttered closed, and she leaned back into him.
I returned my lips to hers and after a moment, whispered in her ear, “You good? Everything okay?”
She opened her eyes slightly, and with a languid nod, said, “Yeah. Oh, yeah.”
Well, that was all we needed.
While Benno played with her tits, I undid her belt, brushing my fingers over the warm, firm flesh of her stomach.
Sure, I’d seen quite a bit of her when dancing, but never up close, and never had I touched her soft skin.
As soon as I’d gotten her jeans open, I reached my hand into her panties, finding her bare pussy soaked with excitement. I drew my fingers out to taste her, then dove back in.
“Oh god, Professor Carter—” she started.
“None of that. Call me Jamie,” I whispered, working my fingers through her wet folds.
“How’s that pussy?” Benno asked.
I was thinking I should probably let him have a turn, but he seemed content kissing her neck and pulling her hard nipples.
“So hot, man, and so tasty. You know how good you taste, baby?” I asked her.
She laughed lightly and pushed harder onto my hand.
Taking the hint, I shimmied her jeans down just below her thighs and slipped a finger inside her tight walls.
She gasped. “Oh god. Like that.”
So I slipped one more finger inside and began pumping her pussy, the heel of my hand pulsing against her clit.
“Fuck her, man,” Benno growled. “Make our beautiful girl come.”
“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, her breath raspy. Her head bucked back and forth, and she ground harder against me.
Her orgasm hit like a freight train, and it was all Benno and I could do to hold her up.
It was one of the hottest fucking things I’d ever seen.
“Oh my god,” she said after a few moments, shaking her head. “Holy shit.”
Holy shit was right.
“Professor Adler, Professor Carter, “ she said after she’d caught her breath. “I think now it’s time to try something new.”
Chapter 24
SENNA
I didn’t know what I was doing, and I wasn’t going to stop long enough to think about it.
Fuck thinking. I’d been doing enough of that. I wanted to feel.
And in particular, feel two of the hottest freaking professors the universe had ever known. Yeah, I figured what we were doing was unethical on some level. But we were consenting adults, and I figured as long as we were honest about it, no one would be hurt.
And I was too damn turned on to stop and think any further about things.
With my jeans below my ass and my shirt and bra pushed up above my boobs, I looked from Adler to Carter, wanting to pinch myself at my great luck. The ball was in my court, and I was pretty sure