Chapter 49
Iris
My heart plummeted, but it wasn't out of fear, instead, I was thrilled to learn the lessons he had to teach.
"What kind of lessons do you offer?" I gulped and sunk my teeth into my lower lip when he led me to the wooden chair by the pond and made me sit.
He hovered over me, his warm spicy scent creating a fog in my brain that left me dazed. He hadn't even touched me yet and I was already jittery.
I recalled the times we were intimate and realized that we hadn't done anything serious asides from kissing, and the blowjob I gave to him when I wanted him to heal faster.
But that was all.
His hands landed on my thighs which he caressed softly, locking my gaze against his. "Many of them, but tonight, I'm going to show you what my mouth does aside from talking. You're going to feel the pleasure that comes from having my finger inside of you, stroking you till your mind becomes numb and the only thing you'll yearn for is a release that you wouldn't get except I command it." He drawled.
I swallowed, nodding to every word he said as I creamed my panties with my wetness.
"I like the sound of that," I managed to say when I remembered that I had a voice.
He moved away from me abruptly. "Wait here, I'm coming."
Before I could come up with a reply, he had disappeared into the garden. My stomach tightened as I waited for him patiently. It was probably the longest wait of my life, and then he came back with his hands folded behind him.
"What's that?" I probed, eyeing his body suspiciously.
He knelt, dropped a white jasmine flower beside me and slowly parted my legs. "I like that you're curious, but we won't be needing that tonight. The only thing you owe me is your willingness. I won't do whatever you don't want," He said, forming circles on my inner thigh with his thumb.
I bit back a moan, panting heavily.
"You have my trust, Grade. I know that you won't hurt me so do whatever you want with me." I blurted as I tried to catch my breath.
He said nothing and then his fingers trailed towards my panties. He stopped and peered at me.
"Don't take your eyes away from me, baby. I want you to watch me take control of your body. I want your eyes to be fixed on me when I make you come," He grunted.
I nodded vigorously as his index finger shifted my panties to the side and he began to stroke my nub. "By the heavens! Grade, what... What are you doing?"
I was out of breath and he hadn't even started his lesson.
"Preparing you for what's next."
My panties snapped into two at the same minute and I shivered, being in awe of his strength and stealth. He pushed the length of my dress up so that my legs were exposed.
A flicker of adoration crossed his features as he smacked his lips. "You are perfect, Iris. I don't know why I didn't notice this earlier," He gushed.
My cheeks heated up and then he took the jasmine, grazing my folds with it. I let out a moan and my body grew feverishly hot. The feeling was so heavenly I didn't want it to end.
"Hold the flower," He commanded, his voice sexy and smooth.
I obeyed swiftly. I didn't think I had the will to disobey him as he had taken over my senses and all I wanted was the pleasure he could offer me.
His fingers fondled my arms until he reached my zipper and my dress fell apart. I lowered my lashes, suddenly overcome with shyness. We were in the middle of the garden and someone could stumble into us.
"You don't have to be scared, baby, I'm making my woman happy. Anyone who sees us is most welcome to watch." He said and took one of my breasts into his mouth.
The other one fitted perfectly into his palm which he nuzzled roughly like his life depended on it. The feeling of his skilled tongue on my areola went straight to my brain and I let out a scream.
He sucked expertly, his teeth grazing my hardened nipple and I felt my wetness dripping down unrestricted.
"Oh God, Grade," I cried as his other hand continued to fondle my breast.
My body shuddered explosively and my knees weakened as a tingling sensation swept down to my core. Immediately I knew that I was close to hitting the rock.
He noticed it and stopped, flashing a taunting smirk at me.
"You don't get to do that without my permission," He teased and went down on me, sniffing my wetness.
"Ahh, you smell like milk with a touch of the white jasmine. I can't wait to suck up everything you have to give until I have patted you dry with my tongue." He bent and took a swipe.
I jerked at the impact of his tongue on my folds and started craving for more. "You have to stop tempting me, Grade. Just do what you want with me!" I yelled like a hungry child.
He sniffed again and his tongue swirled around my nub, gently like he was trying to ascertain the taste of a new candy.
My hands went to his hair and when he tried to move again, I held it tightly.
"Please, Gradel. Suck me. I want to feel your mouth on me without any obstruction. I might go mad if you keep playing with me like this." I begged desperately.
His hands kneaded my ass, pushing me to come closer. "That's what I've been wanting to hear. It's time for your first lesson,"
His face disappeared between my legs and I squeezed my core, bucking and rocking my hip at his mouth, forming a tempo. Just as he ordered, my eyes were fixed on him as bussed my ass like a dough.
I twisted my body in different directions, hoping that I could run away from the pleasure that was slowly building up within me but his hands were focused on keeping me in place so I had no choice but to enjoy it all.
His tongue trailed from my wet hole to my clit, going back and forth in a rotatory manner.
"Come for me, baby." He ordered, his voice husky and firm.
Like a force hit me, the build-up of pleasure within my walls erupted like a volcano.
I writhed restlessly against the chair, riding through the waves of my first unforgettable orgasm until there was nothing left. And then I slumped under his hold while cleaning up the remnant of my juice with his mouth.
He lifted his face, his jaw smeared with my wetness. "You taste like honey, sweetheart. I think this is going to be my new hobby,"
Through the haze, I whispered, "What hobby?"
"Licking you dry every night if you're up for it," He grunted.
I whipped up a smile. "I'd love to indulge that hobby with you, but what about the second lesson?"
He removed a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped my thighs. "After my father's birthday, probably before I leave."