Study Partner by Rebecca Leigh Page B

and hitch up her knee-length brown skirt. As his fingers teased along the edges of her panties, she pushed her lace-covered pussy into his jean-clad crotch. She ground her cunt into him and felt his cock jump and pulse.
    She fumbled when she tried to unbutton his zipper, but he moved his hands and helped her. Then he placed her hands around his cock and guided them up and down. She rubbed him from base to tip, slowly and smoothly, bringing him close to climax.
    “Not yet,” he groaned, picking her up and sprawling her on the little wooden study table.
    Dropping to his knees, he pulled down her panties and spread her legs. She was wet, slick, and wide open to him. He lowered his head and licked and nipped her clit. Her body shuddered with each expert flick of his tongue.
    She wanted to scream when he licked his way down and thrust his tongue into her sex. But she knew she couldn’t. Even if this room was out of the way, it was still in the library. Instead, she gripped his shoulders and sunk her nails into his skin.
    “You taste so good,” he said before inserting two fingers deep inside. While he pumped, his used his teeth to gently bite her clit. Oh God, she’d never felt anything so erotic in her life.
    Her climax hit her like a tidal wave, crashing her violently against the shore, and then carrying her back out to sea. His fingers continued massaging her through the storm, his breath an inferno on her clit, until the wave finally subsided.
    “Fuck me, Edward.” Sweet, studious Carla had never said anything like this to a man in real life. But she’d said it many times to Edward in her fantasies. It was easier than she’d thought to repeat the command aloud.
    “My pleasure.” He reached down to his jeans, now crumpled around his ankles, and pulled a condom out of the back pocket. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he said as he smoothed the rubber over his erect penis. When he did, it dawned on Carla that Edward had planned this encounter.
    For Carla, just as exciting as the orgasm she’d just experienced was the knowledge that Edward had wanted her too. Before tonight. Like her, he’d been very good at keeping his desire a secret. But it had been there, smoldering just under the surface of his luscious body. Simmering and waiting to be set free.
    Freedom came when Edward took Carla in one deep, slow thrust. She dug her nails deep into his back as his large Texas cock stretched and filled her. He buried himself in her to the hilt with each powerful drive. No matter how hard she tried to remain silent, she couldn’t help the whimper of pleasure that escaped her lips when he plunged faster and quicker.
    “Oh, yes, Edward. Yes,” she murmured when his thrusts brought him closer to her body.
    He bent his head down to her breasts and covered them with kisses. With each inward thrust, he sucked her nipples. First one, then the other, licking and nipping like they were the best thing he’d ever tasted.
    One last hard push of his cock and they both shuddered in simultaneous orgasm.
    Edward gently moved Carla so that she lay completely on the table and did his best to curl up next to her, his legs dangling from the end and resting against the wall, “Oh, God, Carla, you’re fucking amazing.”
    “Ditto,” she responded, still breathing heavy. She reached for his arm, pulling it around her waist and relished the feel of his firm chest against her back. “So, you’ve wanted to do that for a while?”
    “Yes, ma’am,” he said in his Texas twang. “I’ve wanted you since the first moment I saw you. Remember? First year, contracts?”
    She remembered. In her memory, Edward Gardner had strode confidently into the first law class of their careers, clad in cowboy boots and a black Stetson. He walked straight to the front of the room and plopped down right in front of the professor. The only one of all of them secure enough to sit in the first row. She also remembered how every female set of eyes in the