“It looks to me like we’re already in the deep end,” Chain said, giving her another crooked smile.
“Ha-ha.” She put a hand on her hip, feeling the water swish around her with the motion. “You know I’m not talking about the pool.”
“Neither am I,” he murmured and pulled her close for a long, breathless kiss.
“God, Chain,” she moaned softly when the kiss finally broke. “If you keep this up I won’t be able to resist you.”
“Good.” His grin was wolfish this time—hungry for her, Vicky thought. “Because I don’t want you to resist. I want to touch you and kiss you everywhere tonight, Victoria. Want to taste your sweet pussy and make your honey flow for me, just as it did back on Priima Belle.”
“We shouldn’t,” she protested but her voice sounded weak in her own ears. “I mean, we ought to take things slow.”
“I can go slow if you like.” Chain spread out a towel on the side of the pool and lifted Vicky so that she was sitting on the edge, with her legs spread. “As slow as you want me to,” he promised, looking up at her with that hungry light shining in his blue eyes. “Just let me show you, sweetheart.”
Vicky looked at him uncertainly.
“You really want to that much? I thought maybe…maybe you were just putting on an act on Priima Belle to fool them into selling us the other half of the T’lix-Kruthe.”
“No act,” Chain assured her, his eyes heavy with desire as he looked up at her. “I loved tasting your pussy, my beautiful Victoria. Why don’t you let me taste you again and prove it?”
“I shouldn’t—this isn’t taking it slow,” Vicky protested, but weakly. Deep down she really wanted to do this—wanted to let him do it to her—and she knew it, even if she didn’t want to admit it to herself.
“I told you, I’ll take it as slowly as you want,” Chain promised. “And we don’t have to make love tonight if you don’t want to. But please…” He looked up at her, his blue eyes filled with desire. “Please let me make your sweet honey flow again and lap it up. Please let me eat your sweet pussy.”
Vicky felt her whole body go hot and cold at once at his dirty words and the intense way he was looking at her.
“Well…” she began, already knowing what she was going to say. “I guess if…if you really want to.”
In answer, Chain hooked his muscular arms around her thighs and spread her wide.
Vicky gave a little gasp of protest but he laid a soft, open-mouthed kiss on the side of her knee and looked up at her.
“Relax, Professor Victoria,” he murmured, giving her a roguish smile. “I remember everything you taught me when I was your student and I promise I’ll follow your teachings perfectly.”
Vicky felt her breath catch in her throat at his reference to their time together on Prima Belle.
“Oh you will, will you?” she whispered, raising an eyebrow at him.
Chain nodded.
“I will, my Lady,” he promised in a soft, deep voice filled with lust. “So why don’t you just lay back and relax and let me eat you. Let me taste your sweet pussy until you can’t help coming for me over and over again.”
At that, Vicky gave up on trying to stop herself from giving in. With a little sigh, she did as he said, laying back against the plush crimson towel Chain had laid on the floor to cushion her and watching with a shiver of anticipation as he began to kiss her outer pussy lips.
The water was still lapping around his broad shoulders and she could feel his hot breath on her sensitive mound. But as Chain had promised, he took his time, first sucking one outer pussy lip into his mouth and then the other while scrupulously avoiding her inner folds.
He kept this up, licking and sucking all around her outer pussy mound until Vicky’s whole body was trembling with tension and she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as her body yearned for more.
Finally she gasped, “Please, Chain—you’re driving me crazy.”
“Is that right, my Lady?” he murmured and she could hear both the heat and the humor in his voice. “Does that mean you’d like me to pay more attention to your inner pussy now?”
“Yes!” Vicky couldn’t help herself, she bucked her hips up impatiently. “Please, Chain—do it! Do it now!”
“Tell me what to do then,” he challenged, his voice a low, hungry growl. “Teach me how to please you like you did on Priima Belle.”
“Mmm, you like that, do you?” Vicky murmured. Suddenly she thought she could see why he was attracted to her as an older woman. The whole “teach me” scenario was hot and she had to admit she liked the idea of a man who was willing to learn what turned her on.
“Lick my inner pussy,” she told him, running her fingers through his hair. “I want you to put your tongue in me—all the way inside me—and then lick my clit.”
“Mmm, my pleasure, sweetheart,” Chain growled.
Bending his head again, he pressed his tongue deep into her pussy, making Vicky gasp and arch her back. His tongue was really long and she could feel it in her, almost as though it was his cock he was sliding into her slippery channel.
Chain seemed to enjoy tongue fucking her because he took his time, pressing deep inside her and lapping the walls of her tunnel as though trying to get every last drop of her juices. Vicky moaned and ran her fingers through his thick hair, just as she had on Priima Belle. Only
