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“Don’t bother asking for permission. We both know why I’m here,” she snaps.
I can’t tell if she’s irritated about me giving her such great orgasms, or if it’s because she’s so desperate to have one that has her to on edge. I just know, this isn’t my usual Christina. And while I like her desperate for me, I want her calm. I want her to know that I will help her if this happens again.
She lays down on the bed, her hands clenched into fists. I start by sliding my hands over her body, feeling her skin which is still damp from the shower. Her nipples instantly pucker at my touch and her hips move, just a little to let me know that her body, at least, is happy to be here.
The moment I slide my hand over her breasts, she opens her hands and grips the blanket. Her moan is louder than usual as she arches up.
“You’re very sensitive this morning, Christina,” I say, watching as goosebumps light up over her body.
“That’s what I was trying to tell you. I feel fucking desperate, and I don’t know why,” she says.
I watch my hands as they caress her body. Her body is always very responsive to me, but this is more than the normal.
“Christina …” I stop, not sure if this will embarrass her or not.
When I look back, she’s watching me.
“How close are you to having your period?”
I watch as she blinks, then frowns, then looks back at me as realization dawns on her.
“Very close.”
I nod. “That makes sense. By tomorrow, I’ll bet your body will be too sensitive for me to touch. How long does your cycle usually last?” I ask, wondering about Tuesday night’s class.
“Four to five days,” she says.
“We’ll work around that. Most of the others will have to work around it as well at some point. It’s why we give two weeks for Alphas to give their partners an oral orgasm. It’s very common for our assistants to be in their child–bearing years,” I tell her before leaning over and sucking her nipple into my mouth.
Her hand goes into my hair, gripping it tightly as she holds my face to her breast while arching up into my mouth. Damn, this is fun. I probably won’t be able to touch her again for a couple of days without it being uncomfortable for her, so I’m going to enjoy this.
I kick off my shoes and crawl onto the bed beside her, laying my body against hers and using my free hand to stroke her other breast.
I growl, pulling off her nipple with a soft pop. I look down at my hand that is soaked with her arousal.
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