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Besides,
Sidney
was headed over to her place after work tonight. Sutton had danced around the
topic of spending time in her condo, until he told her in a frank manner he
wouldn’t be anyone’s secret.   Carissa had
overnight plans with Michelle, so the timing was perfect.
      There had been a
spark of emotion behind
Sidney
’s
words that made her want to question him about his past. She’d refrained,
because the time hadn’t been right, but soon her Professor would have to relinquish
some of his mystique and open up. He was an intriguing man.   To curb her anxiety she stood from the stool
and moved around the house checking last minute details. The rooms were tidy;
the wine was chilled; and the lasagna was in the oven, on its way to being a
nice golden brown.   She had a loaf of
garlic bread ready to slice and toast and a salad tossed and resting in the
fridge.  
    The doorbell rang, and she smoothed down her coral pink
sheath before she went to answer the door.
    “Hi,” she said. Her stomach exploded with butterflies. She
still felt like they were going on their first date.  
    “Hello, love, how was your day?”
    “Wonderful, because for once I wasn’t at
work.”
    Sidney
stepped
inside, pulled her into his arms and devoured her mouth. Her body became
boneless as her legs grew weak, and he supported her weight. Their tongues
dueled, and she whimpered as his hand crept up her skirt.   His fingers stroked the outside of her folds,
before he parted her lips to access the honeypot that
overflowed with her excitement.  
    “Good, you obeyed my rules. Did you touch my pussy over the
past few days?”
    “No, Professor.”
    “Oh, you are such a good little sub.” Her body bucked as he
slipped a slim finger inside her and punctuated each word with swirl.
    “Tell me what you need, Sutton.”
    “I….” She trailed off with a shake of her head.   What
did he want her to say?
    “Tell your Dom what he can do to make you feel better.”
    “Touch me.”
    “Touch you where, love? You have to be more specific.”
    “My pussy.”
    “You want me to play with your twat until you come don’t
you, pet? You’re a filthy little girl.”
    “Y-yes, Sir.
    “Because you’ve been so good, I’m going to do something I’ve
wanted to do for a while now. Lean back against the door, and lift your dress
up to your waist.”
    A thrill of excitement went through her as she complied. The
cool feel of the wood beneath her was a stark contrast to the inferno that had
engulfed her body.   She licked her lips,
whimpering at the sight of her lover on his knees in front of her.   A moan left her lips as he ran a finger
between her lips and brought it to his mouth.
    “You taste just as sweet as I knew you would.”   Her head thudded against the wall when he
buried his head between her legs.   His
tongue laved her slit before it dipped inside and stiffened.
    “Oh, God.” She buried her fingers
in the black silk of his hair. Her hips thrust against his mouth as she sought
a deeper penetration.
    “No!” she cried, desperate to reach her peak when he pulled
away.
    “ Shh , love, I’m only readjusting
you.” He lifted her right leg over his shoulder, and she screamed when he
attacked her once more. The new angle had her toes curling and her voice hoarse
as she called out for Jesus. Sutton’s body quaked as she flew over the edge.
Her vision went white as she lost touch with reality. When she came back to
herself he placed a gentle kiss on her mound, pulled back and straightened her
skirt.
    “You told me you were ready to move forward with our
training the other night. Are you ready to learn how to please me?”
    Her heart skipped a beat as she nodded. Excitement filled
her body as she waited patiently for his next direction. She’d wanted to touch
him and give back the pleasure he’d given her for weeks, but he always
declined.
    “Then get on your knees, and prepare for a pre-dinner
snack.”
    She knelt down on the plush