[chapter sixteen]
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A touch naughty: not for little ones!
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~Jeffy's POV~
She'd like to think that, wouldn't she?
Actually, she probably will rock my world.
And I know I'll love every second of it.
"Really?" I say instead, defiantly, sarcastically.
She looks at me, total surprise on her face. I guess she wasn't expecting that after MeekBoy Gordon put in an appearance. But if she wants to 'rock my world', we may as well have some fun with it …
You know, if I don't freak out again about her or me or Brooke or life or God or sex or punishment or -
Oohmmmm.
What was I saying?
Because all I'm thinking now is how good her tongue feels in my mouth, her arms wrapped around my back as she pulls me to the floor after her. I roll onto my back, my hands tangling in her hair as she kisses me ardently, one of her hands snaking down to rub me right … there …
And before I can even groan in response, she's climbing on top of me, her skirt riding dangerously high on her thighs, her fingers expertly tugging on my zipper as she playfully bites my bottom lip and grinding against me slightly.
I've never even had sex anywhere but in my bed, much less in the middle of my dining room floor, in broad daylight, with a gorgeous woman on top of me.
If this is my punishment, I think I should continue to be a very naughty boy.
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"You going to throw me out again?" She asks quietly as she lies beside me, her fingers twined in mine, both of us still breathing deeply.
"Will it make you punish me again, like you just did?" I can't help but ask, her laugh reverberating in my ears at my words.
"Can I ask you something?" She asks after a few moments of silence.
"Sure."
"Was she the only one?"
I know she didn't just ask me that.
"Did she ever even do that to you?"
We're not having this conversation.
"Don't you wish you'd met me years ago?"
I can hear the smile in her voice, and I squeeze her hand, the only response I'm capable of.
Yes. God, yes.
"Jeff?"
"Hrm?"
"Don't worry. I'll teach you."
"Teach me what?"
"Everything you need to know."
"Know to do what?"
"Everything you need to know about me, about us, about that, about sex, about surprise, about lust and about being punished like the bad boy you are."
I can live with that.