Page 291 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 2

“Are you saying my kissing could stand some improvement?” She kept her tone light, but a feeling of uncertainty caused butterflies to take flight in her stomach.

“Your kisses move the very earth I stand upon,” Jack said quickly, allowing those butterflies to settle again. Pulling her closer, he kissed her until she moaned and only then released her.

She felt her lips trembling as he ran his thumb over them. “This lesson is about teaching you where else you can kiss me.”

Betsy didn’t have time to ponder his words as he lifted her and gently helped her to kneel at his feet. Water droplets occasionally struck her back as the waterfall flowed behind her. All thoughts of water evaporated when she saw him take his cock in his fist and start to stroke it. Heat flooded her as she looked up at him for the briefest moment before curiosity had her dropping her gaze again. When she met his gaze again, curiosity had been replaced by desire to learn everything this man had to teach her.

“You like it when I kiss your sweet pussy?”

The question instantly had a picture of his head between her thighs bloom in her mind. Head bobbing, her blush deepened even as she whispered, “Yes, I like it very much.”

Jack smiled and reached down to stroke a finger along her cheek before he tapped her slightly parted lips with his fingertip. “Kiss my cock.”

With only the briefest moment of hesitation, Betsy leaned forward and pressed her lips against the mushroom-shaped head. She might be a novice, but instinct had her tongue flicking out to swipe at the small drop of fluid that seeped from the tiny slit in the top of his cock.

“Keep doing that and this is going to be a very short lesson,” he said, his voice thick with arousal.

Feeling a sense of power sweep through her, Betsy looked up, giving him a smile. “Am I doing it right, sir?”

“My little minx,” he replied instead of giving her an answer, but his lips curled as his fingers slid into her wet chestnut curls to palm the back of her head. “Open your lips and take me inside.”

Again she obeyed and he slid into her mouth for the first time. It was something she’d never experienced before, had never even considered, and yet it felt exactly right. Every time she slid her tongue up and down his shaft, he rewarded her with moans that made her own sex clench.

“That’s perfect, darling.”

He proved to be a very adept teacher as he guided her, pulling her hair gently to show her how to bob up and down his cock. She alternated between taking long sweeps and short licks over velvet flesh that was growing harder by the second. When she hollowed her cheeks and began to suck, his groan challenged the sound of the pounding waterfall that shielded them from the world.

“That’s it. Keep sucking,” he instructed. “Cup my balls.”

She felt wicked and loved it as she took his heavy testicles in her hand, caressing them softly. It wasn’t long before she felt them shift, drawing up and his hand tugging her hair as if to pull her away.

“I’m going to come,” he warned her, but when he tugged a little harder, she clamped her lips around his erection, determined not to lose her prize. His fingers fisted her hair as he bellowed and erupted, shooting his cum down her throat. It was a little shocking, but also thrilling, knowing she’d brought him to climax with her kisses. She continued to lap at his cock and swallow every drop he gave her. Only once he was finished did she allow him to pull her up and resettle her on his lap.

“Did I do okay?” she asked with a little giggle that turned into a squeal when his palm slapped against her wet bottom.

“You’re a cheeky little minx, aren’t you? I believe you know you did far more than okay. In fact, you might be the student, but I want you to know, you are constantly teaching me how very blessed I am to have found you.” His lips met hers in a demanding kiss that soon had her squirming on his lap once more.

“I seem to recall a promise to teach me another lesson,” she said, giving a little mewl of protest as he pulled back.

“Oh? And what might that be?”

“Something about wicked hands and pleasure,” she reminded, pressing against him and nipping at his bottom lip.

“I did indeed,” he said, his fingers closing around her nipples, pulling just enough to cause sparks to shoot straight to her lady-bits.

“Yes, indeed,” she said a moment before he lifted her to slide his cock into her body and lowered his mouth to hers, his hands dropping to cup her bottom cheeks, to lift her up and down until she learned the rhythm. She gasped with the first slap to her bottom, the sharp sting like a bolt of lightning to her core. The second had her biting her bottom lip as she felt her juices began to flow, lubricating the large cock she was riding. The pounding of the falls hid her cries of pleasure. He continued to spank and then rub her cheeks until she screamed her completion, followed by his own shout as he filled her.

They’d lain on the grass by the pool, Jack feeding her slices of the mango he’d plucked from a nearby tree and peeled with his knife. He grinned as she proclaimed it far tastier than any fig. He’d taken her yet again, gently worshipping her body until she once more caused birds to take flight with her cries. After another swim, he helped her back into her suit, giving her a puzzled look when she started to giggle.

“What’s so funny?”

Bright eyes shone with happiness as she shook her head, the giggles turning into laughter that rang throughout their little slice of paradise. When she finally could speak, she ran her hands over the suit he’d finally managed to tug into place.

“I was just thinking that we have it backward. I normally have to go home in a wet suit after swimming, but this time, I’m totally dry.”

Jack’s lips quirked as he covered her hand with his own. Ever so slowly, he slid their clasped hands down her body until the amusement in her gaze was replaced by desire when he pressed their hands between her legs.

“Hmmm, seems like some little girl is fibbing,” he murmured, moving their hands in a circle over the thin layer of fabric acting as a barrier to her sex.

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