CHAPTER 167

She approached him and pulled his sweaty T-shirt over his head. If anyone needed a shower after a live show, it was him.

“Now your pants,” she said, her fingertips trailing down one side of his chest to his rib cage. She snagged his nipple ring on the way down and tugged it just hard enough to make his belly tighten.

Eric kicked off his shoes and lifted his hips from the bench to remove his jeans and underwear.

She leaned over him, her fingertips skimming the length of his cock. His entire body jerked at her attention. “I know I said you weren’t going to get lesson two until tomorrow, but I’m going to be proven a liar. I am so going to suck your c**k tonight. Probably more than once. I want your cum in my mouth. To taste it. To feel it hit the back of my throat. To swallow it.”

He groaned.

“Do you want that?”

He nodded.

She glanced over his shoulder. “Is there a lock on that door?”

Her words took awhile to register. Her close proximity and promises of coming in her mouth had all ratio