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“I’m going to like this game.” She whispered against his lips.
 

“What answer were you thinking?”

“I can’t tell you that.” She said with a raise of her eyebrow.“ Moving on…”

Holly stroked along his left arm, from his hand, with his arm still bent, and swirled her finger along his bicep.

“¿Qué son éstos?” She asked.

“Bíceps.” He whispered. Holly opened her mouth, as if in surprise, but then bit her lower lip and shaking her head.
 

“No tocar.” She warned as she moved her head over his arm, lowering to his hard muscle. She grazed her lips over it, opening her mouth wider before gently nipping his skin between her teeth.
 

“Oh. My…Holly…Shit!” Alex hissed as he closed his eyes tightly.

Holly hadn’t hurt him at all and biting him was sexy as hell.
 

“Ok, Mr. Valencia. That was the first two tries, and I see you got both answers wrong. I may have to increase your punishment if you continue to give incorrect answers.”
 

Holly wanted to strip him bare.

He looked amazing laying under her. His arousal heightening all the time because of her.

I do that to him!
 

“Babe…You’re too fucking sexy. I’m going to lose it here.” He groaned.
 

“You best tell me the right answers then, hadn’t you?” She teased.
 

“You’re seriously killing me babe.” His voice strained.

Holly released his other hand and quickly raised her eyebrows, expectantly.
 

“No tocar.” Alex said and smiled up at her. She was using his own tricks against him, and she was loving every second of it.

Holly sat back, keeping her hips up off his, kneeling as she was straddled. She looked down at his T-shirt. It was a pity it wasn’t a button down shirt; She could’ve opened his buttons.

Why do that, when I can just take it off?

She felt a sharp jolt between her thighs and automatically pressed her legs tougher. Of course, they were either side of Alex’s hips so he felt the squeeze.
 

“You’re in the same state I am.” He said and Holly took a deep breath.
 

“Yes. I am. But this is
your
test. Not mine.” Holly reached back with her hands and gripped his thighs.

His legs were hard and shaped to perfection. She had seen the outline in his pants and also when his shorts were wet at Riss’ house.
 

Holly looked down to his shirt and grasped the hem. She slowly pushed it up, just a little, and stopped. Alex was watching her, watching him. Her eyes met his, and her face flamed. She’d opened his shirt out the night before, would he agree to this? Would it make him think that she wanted to take
all
his clothes off? She did, but she knew that was too far, just yet.

“Sit up” she commanded, and Alex lifted to a seated position.

Holly nervously licked her lips as she pulled up on the hem. Alex wasn’t stopping her. He just looked into her eyes, his pupils taking over the irises, he was so turned on. He lifted his arms so Holly could remove his T-shirt. Holly put his shirt on the bed and placed her hands on his chest. She gasped as his skin shuddered under her touch.
 

“You’re so perfect.” She whispered, watching as she trailed her fingers over his taught muscles.
 

“You’re perfect.” Alex whispered in reply.

Holly took a controlled breath and pushed Alex back down.
 

“I need to touch you.” He groaned.
 

“After your test is over.” She promised as she took his hands and placed them back on the pillows.

Holly ran her hands over his square chest, again.
 

“¿Qué son éstos?” She asked with strain in her voice. Her body close to boiling point. She wanted his hands on her too.

Everywhere.

She was hurting; she needed him so badly.

“Pecho.” He answered.
 

Holly shook her head.

“Do you get the answers wrong on purpose?” She smiled. Repeating Alex’s question to him, from the day before.

“I don’t know what to say.” He swallowed.
 

“Would you like a clue?” Alex nodded.

“Ok, but you got
that
answer wrong…” Holly gave him a hot, open mouthed kiss on his chest, both sides.
 

“Ah!” Alex squeaked. Yes, squeaked!

Holly had him on edge, and she was pleased she did that to him.
 

“Mía” She moaned into his chest.
 

“Always.”

Holly sat back onto her knees. She let her fingers trail over and down Alex’s abs. Not quite to his belt…

”¿Qué son éstos?” Alex smiled widely, understanding Holly’s game.
 

“Tuyo.”

“Damn it.” She said, still tracing his stomach and Alex chuckled. His abs tensed as he did, making Holly openly stare at them; her mouth hanging open.
 

“Wow” She whispered in awe.

She walked her knees back, slightly, and brought her hands down on the bed, either side of Alex’s ribcage.
 

“You got the answer right but…hmmm.”

“But what?” Alex was breathing heavier now.
 

“I can’t resist.” Holly dropped her head and gently kissed his stomach before flicking her tongue slightly upwards over his abs.
 

“Oh my fucking
God
!” Alex’s back arched off the bed. “Holly, I can’t take it. You…oh fuck” Alex growled, like an animal.

Holly hadn’t heard him make a sound that carnal before, and she liked it.

Her body was throbbing all over with need. Nipples hard and protruding. Her skin could set fire to the room and her heart rate could rival a humming bird’s.
 

Alex shot up into a seated position, gripped Holly’s waist, and flipped her over so she was under him.

“You drive me fucking crazy, babe. Your hot, sexy lips on my body… Fuck! It’s just too much. It makes me want to strip you naked and…agh!” He complained. “I’m losing it, baby. Seriously losing it. I need to calm down…” Alex took a breath, swallowed and released “…But you…”
 

Alex, half-naked, above Holly, was a sight she’d dreamed of.

Of course, he’d been above her before, but not like that.

Now, she was hurting more than ever. Her legs pressed together, and Alex saw her do it. He put one of his knees in between hers and nudged her knees apart.
 
Then, he put his other knee there and nudged her legs even further apart.

Holly’s bent legs were shaking fast.
 

“I think its time you resumed
your
lessons, Miss. Edwards.” He said, and he lowered his head to kiss and suck on her neck.
 

“Holy shit!” she squealed.
 

“We were interrupted last time…where were we?” He asked, into her ear, as he reached back with his left hand to stroke up her leg, stopping to grip her ass.
 

“Oh!” She squeaked.

Alex moved his knees back , laying between Holly’s legs. He took her hands and placed them on the pillows.
 

“No tocar.” He said, low and sexy.
 

“Alex…Oh…My…God!” she panted as he kissed along her collarbone. He ran both hands down her arms, to her shoulders but instead of running them over her breasts, he paused by her buttons. He looked into her eyes as he took hold of the first one and popped it open.

Holly squirmed.

The anticipation of him baring her body for him was excruciating.
 

“I believe it was three.” He said as he popped the second. As he did, the top of Holly’s pale yellow and white bra was visible.
 

“Oh babe you’re… Oh God” Alex sounded like he was in pain.
 
He took her third button with shaky hands and opened it. He looked down to see more of her bra and the centre of where her breasts met.
 

“So, do you remember what these are called?” He said as he ran his hands over her breasts, whilst they were still covered by her shirt.
 

“
Fuck!
Um…senos”
 

“You found out. Did you asked Dev?” He said, fingers poised above the fourth button. The button that would show more of her skin to him.
 

“Dictionary in the library” she panted.

“I guess I should move onto the next part then.” He said. “But…this is more fun at the moment.” He smiled, popping her button. “Babe, you really
are
making me crazy here. He said, moving off her body so her could suck on her lips.

Holly moaned into his mouth, and she felt his body tense. She couldn’t hold her hands back any more. She wrapped her arms around his neck and cupped his head, fingers in his hair. Her other hand across his naked back, his skin scorching her hand.

Alex popped the next, and last buttons, and Holly’s shirt was completely open. Alex broke their kiss and moved down, Holly loosening her grip to allow him to. She nodded when he glanced up at her, as if seeking permission.
 

Alex held the sides of her shirt, and opened them away from her body.

Her amazing breasts encased in pale yellow and white lace.

Her toned stomach, flat and begging for his kiss.

He kneeled up and watched his hands as he ran them from her neck, down her sides, up her stomach and on her perfect mounds. He caressed and kneaded them, lightly stroking his thumbs across the hard peaks.

His hard on pressed against the front of his jeans, hard, trying to escape. It was taking every ounce of his self control to not erupt.

His concentration focused on Holly, beneath him, touching every inch of her.

“Oh my God, Alex, what are you doing to me?” She cried out.
 

“Holly, I have no idea. Baby, all know is that I want to touch you and my body just reacts automatically.” He said, lowering his body to rest between her thighs, as before. He rested his elbows down, propping himself up. Their bodies, their bare skin, touching each other.

Holly felt a shooting pain between her legs.
 

“Ow”

“Did I hurt you? Baby, I’m sorry.” He said as he began to lift off her.

Holly clamped her arms around him, keeping him there.
 

“You didn’t hurt me.” She whispered across his lips. “It…hurts. Like yesterday.”
 

Alex knew what she meant.

“Are you hurting just as bad?” He asked with concern.

“More.”

Alex swept his hands over her breasts again, lowering his head, kissing along her collarbone.
 

“Does this make it worse?” He asked against her skin, darting his tongue out to lick her.
 

“
Yes!
Everything you do does this to me.” She whined.

Alex continued with his soft kisses across her upper chest then lifted his head.
 

“There
was
something I was about to do yesterday, but we were interrupted.” He looked down at her body and ranted his sports lists. “Fuck, just the sight if your skin…I can’t even look without almost…Mmmgh.” He groaned.

”What were you going to do?” Holly asked, still breathless. She wanted to know. She had said ‘pecho’ the day before, but Alex said it was wrong.
 

He’d kissed her neck like he kisses her mouth to show that’s what would happen.
 

She wanted to feel his mouth on her; hell her body was going to shatter into a million pieces with the anticipation.
 

“I’ll show you.” He said in a low voice and planted a sensual, open mouthed kiss between the top of her breasts and Holly’s back arched.
 

“Fuck, fuck! Alex!” She whisper shouted.

Her voice raised in pitch as he kissed her again, lower, in the centre of her breasts just above her bra.
 

“Baby, God, I need you.” He said quietly. He was trying to compose himself, and Holly knew he was torturing himself as much as her.
 

“Where are you hurting now?” He asked quietly, kissing up her chest to her neck. She was trying so hard to keep her hips still. They wanted to buck up to meet his.
 

“All over” she replied, tears stinging her eyes with the amount of tension wound through her body.

Alex leant on one arm, keeping one hand on her breast, thumb scraping her nipple. Sending shivers of delight down to her centre.
 

“I need…you to…” Holly could barely talk she was so wound up.

“What do you need baby?” He asked. Grazing her jaw with his sinful, full lips.
 
“Anything.”
 

“Make the pain go away” she said, flushing instantly from telling him what she wanted.

She threw her head back as he ran his tongue down her throat and then kissed her down to the centre of her breasts again. She sucked in a quick breath as he kissed across the swells and back to the centre, cupping and kneading her.

“Holly, look at me, babe.” He said. He must have noticed the flush in her cheeks. “Look at me.” He repeated, gently. “I want to touch you, so fucking bad.” He kissed her lips softly. ”I wanted to yesterday…” another kiss. “…Last night…” He looked her right in the eye. “I almost did, and I would have, but we were disturbed. Again.” He sucked her bottom lip, and she moaned.

Holly was ready to blow, just from his words.

“I want to do
lots
of things to you, and to be able to, to have you
want
me to is making me lose it myself. I
want
to make your pain go away. I already told you I want to make you… I want to watch your face.”

Holly legs were trembling, so much, she could swear they were vibrating. Her heart felt as if it were going to break through her sternum, and her skin…shit…her skin was so sensitive she could feel every quiver of Alex’s hard, sculpted muscles against her. Heightening her arousal further.

Alex’s hand glided from her breast, down to her stomach, then stopped as he gripped her hip.