Page 18 of Seer

“I’m all ears,” her smile lights up my world.

“It’s a checklist I use when I’m getting ready for exams. I keep track of all the goals I need to hit to get the highest grade possible.” I tilt my head in confusion.

“All the things I’ll need to do and try before I’m ready for actual intercourse.” She says that so much that I can’t help but chuckle.

“Fine, I’ll bite. What is the first on the list?” She grins.

“My first kiss.” I peck at her lips.

“Check it off, Baby.” She raises her hand and forms a check in midair.

“What’s next?” Her cheeks turn pink before she can answer.

“How about I try to guess?” She smiles and nods.

“Touching?” I run my fingers lightly from the back of her ear, down her neck, across her collarbone, and then straight down to the middle of her chest.

Right, in between her heaving breasts, then stop.

“Yes,” she whimpers.

“Just with hands, or are mouths allowed?” She gasps as I move my hand under her right breast and takes its weight, squeezing softly.

“Mouths are permitted.” I smile.

“May I?” I lower to hover my lips right over her left nipple while still holding the right.

“God, yes,” her words are music to my ears.

I gently drag my tongue across her nipple, and her back arches, chasing my mouth when I pull away.

“So eager to learn. Does this make me your new professor?” I suck the hard nob into my mouth and bite it gently before applying suction.

Her legs start to move as she tries to seek relief for her needy pussy. I pinch her other nipple when she doesn’t answer me.

“Still waiting, Baby,” I take her nipple back into my mouth, and she moans.

“Is this like role-playing?” I grin around her breast.

“Would that help check off more boxes?” I trail my tongue up her sternum and bite her chin.

“Yes,” I groan as I kiss her again and let my hand wander lower.

“Open your legs.” My words come out demanding, but her body obeys, and I run my hand to mid-thigh and slowly bunch the nightgown up in my hand.

“Have you ever touched yourself?” Leah gasps, and I can pretty much guess her answer.

“I mean, yes, when I bathe.” I nod at her honesty.

“So you’ve never had an orgasm?” Her eyes turn sad as she shakes her head.

“Why did that upset you, Baby?” She tries to hide her face in my shoulder, but I don’t let her.

“This only works if we’re honest with each other.” She blows out a breath.

“Masturbation is a sin that could eternally separate one from God,” her words come out like she’s reciting a scripture.

“Oh no, Baby.” I shake my head down at her.

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