in her newly revealed power. She found it incredibly erotic, knowing she could drive such a gorgeous man so perilously near to losing control. This was what she’d dreamed about. Forgetting the rules and silencing her fears. Taking charge had never felt so good.
Trailing openmouthed kisses across his chest, she pushed him backward until his knees met the sofa. As he tumbled down onto the waiting cushions, Leanne sank shamelessly to her knees in front of him. “That’s good,” she said, “but now it’s time for another lesson.”
“Another lesson?” He groaned as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and sucked him into her mouth. His fingers wrapped into her hair as she took his cock in, deeper and deeper.
She looked up from between his legs and smiled wickedly. “So, do you think I’ve qualified for advanced standing?”
His hips lifted from the sofa as she took him into her mouth more. She ran her tongue, broad and firm, up the shaft before she enveloped him, sucking harder and harder. His hands clenching at the sofa, he trembled and shook at her ministrations until he reached down and pulled her onto the sofa beside him.
“Very advanced. Very standing,” he said, his breathing heavy. “So far this has been a very one-sided lesson. Let’s see if we can’t even things up a little.” His face flushed with passion. “For one thing, you’re still wearing too many clothes.”
He stripped her of her skirt, throwing it onto the heap of their discarded clothing. He pressed a fervent kiss against her panties, and another rush of desire surged through her body.
“The boots, though. Those stay on.”
She couldn’t control the blush that swept over her at his command but he didn’t laugh. In fact, he seemed utterly absorbed in the process of uncovering her body. The ravenous hunger on his face shocked her.
Compared to him, she was so average looking. What could he possibly see that would incite such heat? He hooked a finger on each side of her briefs and wrenched them down over her hips. At the brush of his hands against her body, she lost her train of thought, physical sensation swamping her doubts and uncertainty.
Brandon knelt between her legs. He smiled, displaying an unexpected dimple, and ran a tantalizing finger down her smooth leg. Wrapping his fingers around her booted ankle, he draped it over the arm of the sofa, revealing her slick pink folds to his seductive gaze.
Looking down at her own body, she watched in awe as he slowly stroked the gleaming flesh, brushing against her clit, before oh so slowly sliding his fingers inside. A second finger joined the first. Her body clenched and trembled as the beginnings of an orgasm danced at the edge of her consciousness.
Still stroking her, he leaned in and planted his mouth between her legs, suckling the tiny bud at the top of her folds. With his free hand, he guided her hands to her breasts. Suddenly transported beyond shame, beyond anything but intensifying the maelstrom of incredible sensations, Leanne obeyed, teasing herself even as he teased her too.
His fingers.
Her hands.
His tongue.
The orgasm, when it came, ripped through her like a hurricane, and she cried out in ecstasy.
But he didn’t release her, continuing to lick her, swirling his tongue down, around and inside even as a second wave of release swept over her in torrents. She bucked against his mouth in a jerking, mindless spasm.
“Fuck me! Please, fuck me!” Leanne didn’t recognize the jarring voice, it sounded so foreign and imperious. With a start, she realized she had spoken those words. The only thing she knew, the only thing she cared about, was that if he didn’t take her now, she would implode with wanting.
The coarse words galvanized him into action.
“Please tell me you’ve got a condom,” he begged, his voice hoarse.
Clambering to her hands and knees, Leanne scrabbled for her purse, abandoned in their flurry of lovemaking. Desperately rummaging through it, she hunted for the tiny packet she’d been condescendingly given earlier in the evening by the maid of honor. With a prayer of thanks, she quickly handed him the small square.
She watched as he unrolled it over his straining cock with surprisingly unsteady hands and opened her legs wide in invitation. He plunged deep inside her, thrusting and surging without reservation. He filled her, pumping and stretching her. It felt incredible. Her body began to convulse against his, and she uttered broken words of encouragement.
He strained and surged again. Leanne came apart