He leans down, roughly pulling my panties off while pushing me back on the bed to remove them completely.
When he climbs on top of me, I giggle. “Do I sense some jealousy?”
“I’m the one about to fuck you. There’s nothing I have to be jealous of.”
I sneak a peek over at Secret, but he’s gone. I jump slightly when I hear, “Sit up,” in a deep, demanding voice to my side.
“I knew he couldn’t stay away for long,” Maverick teases, sliding back, giving him room to sit behind me.
He’s removed his jacket, but his shirt and pants are still on. My hand reaches over to his chest, wanting to remove it, but he stops me. Without saying a word, he shakes his head and moves my hand back to Maverick’s shirt to continue undressing him.
I look back at him, and he nods, nudging me to finish the job as he sits behind me.
Maverick helps me remove his shirt, and his pants are quick to follow.
“Your lips,” Secret whispers out. “Wrap them around his cock.”
Though I’m being told what to do, I’ve already decided two can play this game, and it’s about to be on Mr. Secret man.
Instead of just leaning forward, where I easily could have reached out to grab Maverick, I reposition myself. Crawling on all fours, I push Maverick backward a little, giving myself room to give Secret the perfect view. Taunting him in the best way I know how.
With my ass.
I hear his groan when I’m close enough to him that I know he can see my glistening pussy almost dripping at this point. I look over my shoulder, trying to catch a glimpse of him before I wrap my hand around Maverick.
Through my legs, I can see his hand move up then down, then up again. He’s tempted to touch me, to run his fingers through my slit, and I love that I have the power once again.
Like I ever lost it.
A quiet laugh slips through my lips before I wrap them around Maverick, taking him in fully before pulling him back out and swiping my tongue around his tip.
His hands reach up to wrap in my hair and pull me in closer. I fight the urge, trying to keep control, and instead, pull back completely and suck his balls into my mouth. The movement shocks him, and he gives in instantly.
“Maverick,” I hear Secret grunt out.
He can tell I’m taking control and knows he has met his match at this little game.
“Fuck, she’s licking my balls, though,” Maverick bites out while he holds my head there. “Simon says don’t stop.”
I grin, pulling back, knowing if I stay now they’re in control again.
Secret reaches up to pull me back into him. It’s the closest I’ve been to him, and the thought sends a warmth through my body that I haven’t felt in years, taking me by surprise. I try to sit up, but he holds me there.
Harshly whispering in my ear, “No more Simon says. Don’t try to take control. That’s our job.”
I turn to look at my secret guy behind me but am caught off guard when the feeling of wet heat licks up my pussy, and my head drops back, not expecting the act, but instantly pushing my hands through Maverick’s hair.
Maverick’s hands grip my hips, pulling me down, away from Secret, and instantly, I miss his warmth behind me. My head tilts back to look for him, reaching my other hand out, trying to pull him down to me.
His hand stops mine mid-movement, of course, shaking his head again and pushing farther away from me. Frustration starts to burn inside; frustration from him and also from Maverick, who has slowed his movements just enough to drive me crazy.
I buck my hips, trying to bring his lips closer, harder, but he pulls back as well and looks up at me, giving me the sexiest smirk I’ve seen since that first day in class, and I just got my confirmation.
This is definitely my teacher.
The thought lights a fire from deep inside. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know, but now that I do, I want it even more. I want him inside me. I want him to fuck me, and the fact that he doesn’t seem to have a clue it’s me makes my desire even stronger.
I kick off my silver heels and bring my feet up to Maverick’s cock, trying my best to wrap them around and stroke him softly. He moans his approval, so I continue my movements, trying to encase him even more before rubbing the top of my foot over his balls.
