“That’s supposedly who it’s written for, but I believe it’s aimed at adults as well.”
She hid a yawn behind her hand.
“Time for us to go to bed.”
She nodded.
He studied her face and said, “In spite of my fascination with your buttons, I don’t want you to think you have to indulge my fascination as payment for my helping you with your reading.”
“I didn’t think that.”
“Okay. I needed to say that, just so we’re clear.”
“Clear as the sky in June.”
“Good.”
She reached up and cupped his cheek. “I do want to give you a reward for being so kind and patient. Is that allowed?”
He covered her hand lightly with his. “If you insist.”
“I do,” she whispered.
The sweetness of the kiss moved through him like the soft notes of a sonata, adding yet more substance to his feelings for her. The pressure of her lips against his increased, making him ease her onto his lap so he could respond with a melody of his own. They were lovers in every way despite the absence of a declaration. She was his. He was hers.
The kiss ended with a series of small reluctant partings that only prolonged things. He nibbled her bottom lip. She teased the corners of his mouth with the tip of her hot little tongue. His hands began roaming and exploring.
“We’re supposed to be going to sleep,” she said breathlessly.
“Then put your lips away,” he replied, brushing his over the satiny skin of her ear. “If you stop. I’ll stop.”
But they didn’t. Buttons were undone. Nipples were bared, licked, and aroused. Her skirt was raised, and he played in the shadow of passion-parted thighs until she cried out, shaken by the orgasm. To increase his reward, she undid histrousers, raised herself on her knees, and slowly lowered herself onto his aroused cock. As she rose and fell with a lazy, sultry rhythm, he filled his hands with her hips, and lost both his breath and his mind until his orgasm crackled like lightning.
When he came back to himself, she was smiling. “Now we can go to bed.”
He laughed at how totally outrageous she was. “What am I going to do with you?”
“What you just did suited me just fine.” She gave him a quick peck on the lips, then untangled their bodies. She left him to go to the washroom.
He fell back on the bed to recover, and wondered, for the fiftieth time, how on earth he was going to leave her when the time came to return home.