Knox nods twice, sharper the second time. The nerves are still there, but so is the focus. The intent.
He wants to learn.
More than that, he wants to please her.
Even if it means taking orders from his lieutenant.
Knox loves a strategy. A plan. So I give him one.
“Let’s stick to the mission,” I say, keeping my voice low and steady. “Focus on getting her off. Her scent’s getting thicker by the second. We’ll do a masterclass on fucking another time, yeah?”
Knox nods once, sharp and eager. He shifts forward and brings his hand to the inside of Halley’s thigh. His touch is tentative at first, feather-light.
The effect is immediate.
Halley mewls and arches into him, her back bowing slightly, thighs twitching under my grip.
“First things first,” I say, keeping my tone instructional, like I’m running a mission brief. “Our girl here has a few extra features. This isn’t your average pussy.”
Probably the weirdest mission brief we’ve ever shared.
I reach for his hand, curling my fingers around his and guiding him upward until the pad of his index finger rests just above her slick, swollen clit.
“Feel that?” I murmur. “That’s her clit.”
Knox searches for it, running his fingers through her folds with the kind of focus that makes my cock twitch. I’ve neverthought about how the single-minded determination our Prime approaches his duty would translate to pleasuring a partner. I’m certainly thinking about that intensity now.
“Here?”
He presses, a firm roll of his finger over her aching bundle of nerves.
“Ah!” Halley gasps, her body jolting in my arms.
I open my mouth to tell him to ease up, to slow it down—
Her voice threads through my mind, warm and breathless.‘Leave him. I want him to touch me the way his instincts tell him to.’
I freeze, then slowly pull my hand back.
I suppose this isn’t about teaching him how to touch her the way I would. It’s about letting him learn her in his own way. I’ll only step in if he’s hurting her.
"Start slow. Tease her to get her slick flowing," I say.
It’s unnecessary. Halley’s already glistening, her dark curls damp.
"Keep your touch gentle, just glide along her lips and over her clit. It's like a dance, you want to find a rhythm that suits her. Our girl is a responsive little thing and she'll tell you exactly what she likes with her sweet sounds."
'Rut-damn, LT. You're a mouthy gob-shite when you're in charge,'Knox clips in my head.
I smother a bark of laughter in Halley's hair before responding.'What can I say? I’m passionate about her pussy.’
Knox swirls gently around her entrance.
I hold her firm and she whimpers in frustration.
Halley gasps, high and sweet, her body instantly shifting to follow the motion. She tries to grind down on his hand, desperate to take him deeper.
I tighten my hold on her legs, keeping her pinned open. She whimpers, a breathy sound of frustration that makes my knot throb.
