LaClaire Night by Dori Lavelle

Author:Dori Lavelle [Lavelle, Dori]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dori Lavelle
Published: 2017-05-28T16:00:00+00:00

11

Bryant

Damn, I think to myself as I swipe a hand across my mouth. One important rule and I broke it, along with many others.

No woman has ever spent the night in my bed. As soon as it was over, I asked them to leave, or they left on their own. They knew the rules. And now, I’ve shattered that rule. But instead of being pissed off, a stupid grin refuses to leave my face.

The second rule I broke was making love to Grace instead of just fucking her. I could fool myself into thinking it’s because she’s new at this and I wanted to make her comfortable, but there’s more to it, a truth I don’t want to come face-to-face with.

Round one was more sensual and romantic than anything else, but round two, once she was more comfortable in her skin, I showed her the rough side of sex, pulling her into a desperate, frantic screw that ended with her on top, giving me the pleasure of being the first man she ever rode. Every inch of her body was exquisite and I loved watching her break through her boundaries. I loved being the one to corrupt her.

There’s an animal inside every one of us, and last night I awakened Grace’s.

Her ex-husband’s loss is my gain. If he hadn’t let her go, she wouldn’t have come running straight into my arms, my bed. I want to thank the jerk as much as I want to wring his neck for hurting her.

What fool believes one person is responsible for how good sex is? He made her responsible for his own failure in bed. It kind of rubs me the wrong way. He was a total idiot for not seeing the woman Grace is: sexy, sensual, eager to learn. He was a lazy ass for not wanting to put in the time to show her the ropes, to make her feel special.

Lucky for me, I put in the work and reaped the rewards big time.

I was a patient teacher, taking breaks only for food and drink. At 2:00 a.m. this morning, I took her on the balcony with only the ocean and sky watching on. Since no one is able to see my balcony, we were free to talk and fuck in private.

During another round of cocktails, we touched on the topic of blow jobs. Grace admitted she was unsure about them, and I was all too happy to share with her the best techniques. And of course, the great teacher that I am, I encouraged her to practice. The feel of her mouth around me was like a drug that made me forget for a moment who I am.

As a reward for her good efforts, she was the first girl to ride me on Mary Jane.

My gaze falls onto her sleeping face, taking in her disheveled hair. One side of her face is wrinkled from lying on the pillows and the small smile on her lips makes me want to know what her dreams are made of.

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