obeying the teacher's rules (5)

Rick pulled out slowly, spilling a small trickle of his orgasm in his wake. Greg kissed me once more, a furtive promise, and I was relieved to know that this wasn't over.

I didn't need that disappointment.

Greg sat down on the chair behind Rick's desk, bare to the world besides his shirt, and patted his lap.

I blushed, but understood.

Rick helped me to my feet, and I made my way to Greg.

There was a look in his eyes that said what he thought of me, that he was enjoying himself as much as I was. My heart beat faster, and suddenly I felt shy. He wanted me to ride him, I understood that, but tonight was my first night with anybody.

I wasn't sure I could make him feel good this way.

I didn't want him to be disappointed.

"I'll guide you," Greg said, his voice was smooth and calm.

"Okay," I agree, admittedly shy.

Climbing onto his lap, I calmed my breathing. Greg kissed my chest warmly, working from my clavicle down to my nipple, swirling it with his hot tongue. That tongue had brought me m