Authors: Louisa Bacio
Christian Mingle (5 page)
“You are so gorgeous.”
Every compliment, she lapped up, storing it away. Every touch, every sensation, she memorized, knowing this moment would hold her over through some rough patches in the future.
With one hand, she pumped his cock, until both of them wanted more. She pushed aside the loose material of the shorts, and held him under her, positioning herself over his cock.
“Protection,” he said, stilling her hand. “Before we go any further, we need a condom.”
“Oh.” She'd been married and with the same man for so long, she hadn't thought of it. Was she out of her element or what?
He leaned over, opening the drawer of the side coffee table. “Ms. Lucy keeps them in convenient locations for occasions just like this one.”
In his hands he held a foil packet. “Viola! See.”
Feeling silly, she glanced away.
“Hey, what's the matter?” he asked. “If you're having second thoughts, we can ⦔ Gently, he turned her face back towards him, and brushed away a tear. “Talk to me.”
“I'm a bit out of practice,” she said, waving her hands for emphasis.
“You've got enough on your hands. You don't want an unplanned pregnancy, going through divorce, right?”
“No. I love my children, but that'd be bad.”
“And hard to explain. So this ⦔ he unwrapped the condom and rolled it over the tip of his cock, “adds that extra level of protection so you don't end up âA Very Special Mystery Druger' episode.”
“Can I help you with that?” She was lucky, being with a guy who worried about her choices and her future. Maybe she'd learned something about picking the right man. Or Ms. Lucy set her up with the right one. “Show me.”
Holding her hand, he brought it with his and smoothed down the sheath. “Let me guess, abstinence versus sex ed. in school?”
“Something like that.”
With care, he settled her back on his lap, and kissed her. Slow and deep, with each sweep of his tongue, the anxiety she felt brushed away. Between their bodies, he rubbed her clit, building her tempo, stroking her. Her breath hitched in her throat.
“You know I want you,” he said, “but this is your show. You set the pace.”
Again, he kept it about what she wanted. Not what he needed. He cared about her.
Gripping his cock, she raised her body over his. As if it were meant to be, the head thrust inside her tight channel, and she felt her body opening to accommodate him. As more of him entered her, he sucked in a breath, and then another, until they'd reached full union. Her inner thighs rubbed against his and her clit hit the hilt of his cock in the most perfect way.
“Ready to do this?” He helped her balance on top of him. Using her upper thighs muscles, she moved, squeezing her inner walls, hoping she was gripping him tighter internally. Jody raised her body, and plunged back down again.
Pleasures of the flesh
. And oh how pleasurable they were. The Nine Inch Nails song lyrics “bring you closer to God” made so much more sense. Their bodies were built this way for a reason, and meant to be enjoyed.
She'd wasted so much time.
“Faster. Come on,” he urged her.
Shoving aside the distractions, she focused on the now. Drew held onto her thigh, and lifted, flipping her onto her back. He pounded into her, relentlessly, the friction from the silk shorts rubbed her clit even more, and she lost all thought to the sensation.
The elusive climax hovered right there for the taking, and she greedily grabbed it with both hands. She'd take it all, and then even more.
Drew gripped her hip, continuing to pump into her, his cock pulsing with evidence of his pleasure.
After, they lay together on the couch, and he stroked her hair.
“Will I see you again?” he asked, “and I don't mean on TV.”
Good question. What a role reversal. “I expect the next few months will not be easy. And I have my family to think about.”
“That's fair,” he said. “You know how to find me, and Ms. Lucy is always going to have a need for visiting star pupils.”
She laughed, feeling a newfound lightness. “Thank you for helping me.”
He smirked. “What do you mean?”
“Finding myself. I've been so much to other people, I lost sight of who I was.”
“I only prodded a bit,” he said. Drew laid a soft kiss across her lips. “You've been there all along.”
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The long weekend counted as a success. Sure, Jody had made some vast improvements. The good news was that she was on the right track. Hopefully, she'd follow through with the plans to ditch the loser husbandâafter a few choice lessonsâand return a new woman.
The Head Mistress steepled her fingers, and pondered the few failings so far.
Before the end of Summer School, one particularly promising student, Willow, had disappeared. Lucy admitted to pushing her a bit hard, but didn't think about it too much. She'd picked up on the mutual attraction with another cadet, Ted, and thrown them together in a sort of sexual Truth or Dare. Afterward, Willow blossomed with a newfound self-confidence. Or so it seemed.
And then she was gone. Bag packed, personal belongings taken, and vanished. No final notice. Ms. Lucy hadn't seen it coming, and she prided herself on reading others well. She hadn't returned any phone messages either. As adults, the students ultimately had every right to leave as they pleased. But this, she didn't see any reason for it. Plus, Ted took a downturn. He blamed himself, and lost his passion for the program. So, Sex University had lost two students in its first session.
This coming session was going to prove to be stressful. With the staff trained and at full speed, and students joining the school over the next few days, Lucy had her hands full. It was the school's policy not to contact family members of students, unless it was an emergency. It was a matter of extreme privacy. In front of her on the desk sat Willow's folder and contact information. Next of kin was a brother, Reed. Perhaps, she should call to see if he'd heard from her.
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A Southern California native, Louisa Bacio can't imagine living far away from the ocean. The multi-published author of erotic romance enjoys writing within all realmsâ from short stories to full-length novels.
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Bacio shares her household with a supportive husband, two daughters growing “too fast,” and a multitude pet craziness: Two dogs, five fish tanks, an aviary, hamsters, rabbits and hermit crabs. In her other life, she teaches college classes in English, journalism and popular culture.
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