tracing a scorching path over her body even as his teeth sank into the base of her throat.
The feel of his bite should have shocked her.
Instead she squeezed her eyes shut as her back arched with excitement.
“Lian,” she cried out.
“I told you I was going to taste you.” He returned his attention to her breast, tormenting the tip with his tongue as his hand eased between her legs. “Slowly.” One finger slid between her slick folds. “Thoroughly.”
“Does it have to be slow?” she rasped as he pressed his thumb against her clit.
“Oh sweetheart, we can go any speed you want later.” He used the edge of his teeth to bite her nipple before he soothed the small pain with nuzzling kisses. “But this first time I want to savor.”
Her hips instinctively lifted off the mattress as his finger slid into her aching body, his thumb rubbing her sensitive bundle of nerves at a steady pace.
“Savoring is good,” she decided, her voice thick with need.
He gave a soft chuckle. “Just good?”
She tentatively slid her hand down his back, fascinated by the heated silk of his skin. She hadn’t expected fur. Not in his human form. But who knew that he would be so smooth? And hard. And delectable.
“Maybe excellent,” she conceded.
“Maybe?” Nuzzling a path up her neck, he teased the corner of her mouth before he kissed her, a stark demand. Sage melted, allowing her tongue to tangle with his as his finger thrust deep inside her. “I see you’re one of those tough professors,” he at last whispered against her lips. “What does it take to get an A from you?”
Sage scraped her nails over the rippling muscles of his back, delighted when he shuddered in pleasure.
She could have told him that the few classes that she taught online had earned her the nickname ‘Hard-Ass Parker.’ Right now, however, she was fully prepared to be generous.
Especially as he kissed a path down to her aching breasts, giving each nipple a lingering caress before heading ever lower.
“Sometimes I grade on the curve,” she assured him.
He glanced up, his eyes smoldering with a hunger that sent a thrill of anticipation inching down her spine.
“A challenge,” he said, his expression one of wicked promise.
Sage tried to swallow, her body vibrating with an acute tension.
“Not really—” Her words broke off in a strangled cry as his lips skimmed down the flat plane of her stomach. Her fingers clenched in his hair, her muscles trembling with delicious anticipation. “Oh.”
He traced the curve of her hip, the abrasive sensation of his five o’clock shadow against her skin oddly erotic.
“I thought some extra credit would help.”
“It’s—” She hissed as settled between her legs and licked the liquid heat that pooled in her pussy.
Raw lust blasted through her, making her toes curl and her thoughts fracture.
“Yes?” he teased, tugging her legs farther apart.
“Stop talking,” she commanded, sliding her foot down his bare back.
His eyes sparkled with mischievous humor. “Yes, Dr. Parker. I was always better with my hands.” Another mind-destroying lick. “And tongue.”
Oh, yeah. He was really, really good with his tongue, she silently applauded.
Running her foot up and down his back, she groaned in pleasure as he fucked her with his finger at the same time he licked her clit with skillful expertise.
She writhed beneath him, desire spiraling toward a critical peak.
“Lian,” she hissed in warning.
Easily sensing she was close, Lian kissed his way back up her body, balancing on his elbows as he peered down at her.
“I see your cat,” she murmured, hypnotized by the feral wildness that lurked deep in his eyes.
“And he sees you.” His voice was rough as his animal prowled near the surface. “He wants you in the worst way. Are you ready?”
She groaned, her hands cupping his face as she allowed him to see the depth of her need.
“So ready,” she rasped, not about to confess that after
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