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Instead, he lifted her into his arms and carried her to his bedroom, watching her eyes for a sign to stop or even to slow down. There were no warning signs, only sighs of pleasure when he lowered her to the floor and pulled her back into his arms for another soul claiming kiss.

As he pulled the zipper down on her dress, Lana felt the cool air but it didn’t slow down the feelings. The cool against her desire-heated skin only increased the need for there to be no barriers. When his hand touched her back, she inhaled sharply and jumped on her toes. Victor froze but that was completely the opposite of what she wanted him to do. Since she was already on her toes, she reached with her mouth and kissed his neck, silently giving him permission to continue.

It was so thrilling, she couldn’t think. Her tongue was too thick to speak so she used it against his skin just as he had moments earlier and she loved the way his hands clenched at her waist, pulling her tighter against him.

Victor watched as the soft, sexy smile formed on her lips, showing him that she enjoyed having the power to make him react. He liked it too. There seemed to be nothing about this experience that was like anything he’d had before and he could barely stand the slow pace, desperate for release.

Pushing her dress to the floor, his hands immediately moved to the clasp of her bra and it was the first time he felt her freeze. His hands went no further but he looked down at her. “Lana, if you don’t want this, just say so. But feel how much I want you and know that most of my desire for you is because of the way you react each time I touch you or kiss you. Your ex-husband was definitely wrong about you being frigid. There’s nothing wrong with you except that the idiot didn’t take the time to get to know you.” A merciless smile formed on his face as he said, “And I’m definitely going to enjoy getting to know you. Nothing is going to change my desire to have you except that its only going to get better,” he said and pulled her hand to his erection, letting her feel how much he wanted her through his slacks. He instantly relaxed when her fingers didn’t pull back and the desire quickly returned to her eyes. Her fingers fumbled with his belt and his own moved to the buttons of his shirt, making quick work of the impediment.

“Touch me,” he said when his shirt was tossed aside. He lifted her hands, which had only gotten the buckle halfway undone. While she explored his shoulders and chest, Victor quickly removed his pants and boxers, then guided her hand back down to his erection.

She was so fascinated, her fingers and touch so tentative, he could barely stand it but the intensity of the pleasure she gave him kept him from going any further. He tried to relax and enjoy her exploration but after only a few minutes, he couldn’t take it any longer.

Pulling her hands away, he reached behind her once again, kissing her neck to distract her while he pulled the lacy bra out of the way, discarding it and then taking his fill of her beautiful breasts. When his eyes locked on hers, she covered herself but he wouldn’t let her. “You’re perfect,” he groaned and picked her up, placing her in the middle of the bed, then coming down on top of her, his arms keeping his weight off of her as he looked down at her flawless body. He took one perfect pink nipple in his mouth and was rewarded by her cry of pleasure, the arch of her back giving him better access, her fingers in his hair holding him right where he wanted to be. His teeth nudged the peak, eliciting another cry but then his tongue soothed the sensitive skin and her body writhed underneath him. Moving to the other breast, he gave that one equal attention before moving lower to her stomach while his hands positioned her legs around his waist.

At the last minute, he reached into his bedside table and extracted a condom, watching her as he slid it on. Rejoining her on the bed, he moved between her legs, breathing hard as her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist.

He almost chuckled out loud when he looked at her face. Her eyes were closed and her teeth were clenched in anticipation. He didn’t move, realizing that her body was almost rigid with the anticipation of the pain she’d spoken of previously. He stopped, kissing her jaw line before moving to her mouth, kissing her gently until he felt some of the rigidity go out of her.

“If you want to stop, all you have to do is say so,” he promised, but in truth, he wasn’t sure he would be able to stop. He couldn’t remember ever being this aching and ready for a woman in his life.

Lana thought about it for a moment, and his promise instantly released all of her fears. Well, most of them, she thought. She was still sure that the rest of this would be just as messy and boring as with Drew. “Will you promise me one thing,” she whispered, almost ashamed to ask it but needing reassurance desperately.

“Anything,” he said unrealistically.

 

“Just hold me when you’re done,” she asked, biting her lip.

Victor was stunned. He watched her cheeks turn pink and wanted to rip the guy apart who had done this to such an incredibly sensuous woman. How could the man have demoralized her to the point that she considered the male to be using her body solely for his own pleasure?

He grinned and nodded with reassurance. “I guarantee it if you’ll do one thing for me,” he said, his hand slipping up to cup her breast once again, finding it to be the perfect size for his palm. His thumb flicked the peak and he was relieved when he saw her relax more, even wiggle underneath him.

“What’s that?” she asked, then gasped when she felt his hand between her legs. She tried to close her legs, embarrassed that he would be doing that but he ignored her sounds of embarrassment and continued, his fingers finding her core and relentlessly moving inside her, showing her the potential. He bent low and kissed her nipple, then sucked and she could feel the bad tension slip away while the intense need for something undefined returned.

“I want you to…” he stopped before he slipped one finger inside her, relieved when he felt how wet she was. He nipped her breast again, then moved higher to capture her ear lobe between his teeth, his fingers continuing to work magic on her body. He didn’t finish the sentence but slowly slipped his finger out and moved back between her legs, letting his erection slowly fill her up, gritting his teeth at how tight and wet and hot she was. It was like a glove and he groaned as he slowly pushed himself into her.

Lana’s hands gripped his shoulders, her body tense as she waited impatiently for the pain. When he moved, just slightly, she gasped, her eyes opening wide in surprise. Then he moved again and she couldn’t lay still. Her legs went back around his waist and her back arched, silently begging him to fill her deeper. As he continued to move, Lana closed her eyes again but this time because she couldn’t stop the feelings. She didn’t want Victor to know what was going on. She was embarrassed by the feelings ricocheting around in her body, begging for something, demanding she provide it but not sure exactly how to do that.

“Open your eyes Lana,” he ordered, his voice husky but determined. “I want to see you.”

She obeyed and her mouth fell open, her body moving against his, her feelings becoming desperate. She didn’t know it but her fingernails were now biting into his shoulders. Every cell in her body was clamoring for release but she wasn’t sure what to do. He moved, she writhed, she lifted against him, wanting to feel everything, wanting something that wasn’t happening. When he slid an arm under her hips, lifting her hips higher, she instantly felt the peak, the climax blinded her and she heard someone screaming as her legs wrapped around his waist, her back arching and everything turning red and intensely, wonderfully, magically amazing.

Victor watched in amazement as Lana experienced her first orgasm. Her body climaxing around him pulled him over the edge to the most intense climax he’d ever experienced. He couldn’t move for several long minutes. Finally, realizing that he had all his weight on her, he rolled over, pulling her with him and burying his face in her fragrant hair.
Chapter 7

A long time later, Lana opened her eyes and looked around. She still wasn’t able to focus very well and the dim room didn’t help. It was also a little difficult to see anything other than his muscular chest since her cheek was still resting against it. “Wow,” Lana said softly, her fingers trailing over his back, amazed at all the muscles and the wonderful feel of him. Even his weight, the arm wrapped around her waist holding her tightly made her feel soft and pretty.

She felt his chuckle and smiled herself. It was a pretty silly comment after that experience. It didn’t begin to articulate anything she was feeling, thinking. But when she thought about it, words just couldn’t do the experience justice.

“I agree,” he replied, his mouth moving against her neck. “I’m guessing from your reaction that your opinion about sex has shifted slightly?”

Lana’s eyes looked at him and she wasn’t sure what she should say. It was true, she hadn’t ever experienced anything like that before but if she said she’d changed her mind, would he stop the lessons?

He smiled wolfishly. “I can see from your expression that you’re not entirely convinced,” he said and lifted himself up on his elbows. “I’ll have to work harder to convince you, be more creative.” His hand drifted down and his palm caressed her thigh and bottom, pulling her back up against him. “What could I possibly do to top that?” he said almost to himself.

Lana laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, loving the feel of his chest hairs against her sensitive breasts. “I don’t know, professor. I thought you had all the answers,” she replied saucily.

Victor threw back his head and laughed, delighted that she wasn’t too tired because he definitely hadn’t had enough of her delectable body. It was almost as if, having had a taste, his desire for her was more intense. “I don’t know,” he said, pushing her back against the pillows. “You’ve challenged my dedication. I’ll have to figure something out.”

As he proceeded to do just that, Lana was impressed, not only with his dedication to the mission but also his amazing stamina. All night, he showed her different ways to make love and each time, the intensity of her climax became higher until she lay limp and unmovable in his arms, falling into a deep, dreamless sleep. When she woke the following morning to sunlight streaming onto her face, she had to smile even though she knew she was alone in his enormous bed.

Looking around, she immediately saw the flowers. The gorgeous red roses were sitting on the bedside table and Lana bit her lip, wondering how they’d gotten there. Had Victor put them there? It seemed unlikely. But the alternative, that one of his household staff had entered the room and placed the flowers there, was equally disconcerting. She didn’t like the idea of a stranger seeing her naked. She went with the assumption that Victor had put them on the night stand, all other alternatives were unpalatable and she didn’t really want to think negatively when she was feeling so good.

She pulled the sheet up over her nakedness and slipped the card out of the center of the bouquet, reading the lines. She had to laugh.

Avid students always make the professors look good. Call me to arrange the next lesson. V.

Lana hugged the pillow to her body, her eyes closing once again as she relived every amazing feeling from the previous night. She couldn’t even remember how many times he’d woken her to make love to her but she’d never turned him down. Even if the thought had occurred to her, the moment his hands touched her body, she wanted him. It was a seemingly instantaneous reaction to his touch. It was a new experience, having had to work up to any kind of feelings of desire with Drew.

She pulled herself out of the bed, ignoring the temptation to linger and relax in his enormous bed. She located her clothes from the previous night, only slightly embarrassed that someone might see her leaving in the same outfit she’d arrived in. But who would know? She could guarantee she didn’t know anyone in this building, much less this section of New York City. This was definitely upscale, wealthy New York whereas she lived right in the heart of lower middle class. Her apartment was expensive but tiny with only one bedroom. As she wandered around his bedroom and bathroom, initially stunned at all the marble and chrome fixtures, she couldn’t imagine how much Victor paid for this place. Her entire apartment could fit into this bathroom with room to spare.

As she showered, she realized that she didn’t really know what Victor did for a living. She’d had sex with a virtual stranger. Well, not really, she chided herself. They’d talked about many things during dinner so he wasn’t a complete stranger. She knew his opinions about many subjects and when it came down to the real core of a person, who cared what that person did for a living? Was it really relevant? She didn’t think so except perhaps in her case. That was really the whole basis for this little experiment, she thought and laughed.

She caught a cab back to her apartment and changed into a pair of stretch pants and large shirt, then immediately sat down and started writing. She was so absorbed in writing, she didn’t realize what time it was until late in the afternoon when her body rebelled against the lack of food and movement.

Her fingers ached from typing so quickly and she stood up and stretched, reaching for her phone to dial Victor’s number. She felt good about the progress she’d made on her book today. The morning’s work definitely made up for the lack of productivity from the previous day. She had to chuckle as she remembered her fears of the previous day. She’d been so frantic! And for what? Victor was the ultimate lover, she suspected.

“Lana?” he answered the phone immediately.

 

She hesitated, wondering about the abrasive tone. “Victor? Is everything okay?”

One hand sifted through his hair and he had to breathe deeply in order to not snap at her in his frustration and worry. It wasn’t her fault that he didn’t know where she was. He hadn’t gotten her cell phone number or any way to communicate with her and he’d been trying to get in touch with her all morning. “Everything except you didn’t let Jimmy drive you home so I’ve been worried about you ever since Beverly said you weren’t in my bed anymore. Are you okay? How did you get home?”

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