about a man holding off on climaxing. Why is that?”
“To build up the energy. A woman builds energy by having an orgasm, but a man expels the energy every time he ejaculates. That’s different from having an orgasm, by the way. A man can have an orgasm without ejaculation. Most men don’t know how, but Tantra training teaches that.”
“But I thought that . . . ejaculation . . . was the definition of an orgasm for a man.”
“Most people think that a man’s orgasm and releasing of the sperm are the same thing, but it’s not true. With training, a man can learn to come to orgasm while still keeping ejaculation firmly contained.” He grinned. “Which, of course, has a lot of benefits for the woman.”
“When we . . .” Her cheeks flushed. “The other night, you . . . I was sure you actually . . .”
“Yes, I did. We’d already established you were anti-Tantra. I certainly didn’t want to bring it up then and, if I didn’t climax, I thought you’d be disappointed. You might think I wasn’t turned on enough by you.” He stood up and approached her, then stroked her cheek. “I don’t want you to have any doubt about how much you turn me on.”
The heat of his touch shimmered through her. She wanted to stroke his raspy cheek and kiss those full, sexy lips of his.
She stepped toward the table. “That’s very interesting about holding off. How long can you do it?”
“Hold an erection? Indefinitely.”
“Really?” She licked her dry lips. “You mean like . . . half an hour?”
“I mean hours. ” His deep velvet voice stroked her senses. “I can hold off on ejaculation for months. Building the energy until I decide to let it go.”
Hours. She imagined his large, erect cock thick and hard inside her . . . thrusting deep . . . over and over again . . . giving her orgasm after orgasm.
She rested her hand on the back of the chair, suddenly weak-kneed. She didn’t know whether to tear off her clothes and drag him into her arms or to fight this incredible heat simmering between them with everything she had.
When he’d made love to her that night, it had been spectacular . . . and he hadn’t used his Tantra techniques. Just how good could it get?
“You told me you wanted to”—she licked her lips—“show me something.”
A devilish smile played across his lips and he stepped toward her. She felt the hairs along the back of her neck prickle to attention.
He rested his hands on her shoulders. His touch sent tingles dancing through her. Her lips felt full and ripe, ready for his kiss . . . but instead, he shifted her to the chair and pressed down on her shoulder.
“Sit.”
She sank into the chair and he crouched in front of her. He slid his hand down her arm, leaving a trail of goose bumps, then across her stomach . . . and down.
He flattened his palm below her navel.
“This is your sacral chakra.” He smiled.
She nodded, then quivered as his hand glided along her thigh to the hem of her dress. He drew it upward a little, then pressed her thighs slightly apart. She drew in a deep breath, anticipating his touch, but instead he rested one hand between her thighs, his palm facing her body. Right between her legs.
An incredible heat pulsed through her.
“This is your base chakra. There are actually seven main chakras—or energy centers—in your body. Each affects different aspects of your being. Using these chakras, you can actually have what is called an energy orgasm without any touch at all.”
Heat emanated from his hand and washed through her, heating her insides with sultry ripples of awareness. She drew in a slow, calming breath.
“If done with energy flowing through all the chakras, you can have a whole-body orgasm,” he continued.
“Is that what you want to show me?”
He chuckled. “To do it on your own would require a lot of practice, but I could walk you through it. Do you want me to?”
With the heat
“To build up the energy. A woman builds energy by having an orgasm, but a man expels the energy every time he ejaculates. That’s different from having an orgasm, by the way. A man can have an orgasm without ejaculation. Most men don’t know how, but Tantra training teaches that.”
“But I thought that . . . ejaculation . . . was the definition of an orgasm for a man.”
“Most people think that a man’s orgasm and releasing of the sperm are the same thing, but it’s not true. With training, a man can learn to come to orgasm while still keeping ejaculation firmly contained.” He grinned. “Which, of course, has a lot of benefits for the woman.”
“When we . . .” Her cheeks flushed. “The other night, you . . . I was sure you actually . . .”
“Yes, I did. We’d already established you were anti-Tantra. I certainly didn’t want to bring it up then and, if I didn’t climax, I thought you’d be disappointed. You might think I wasn’t turned on enough by you.” He stood up and approached her, then stroked her cheek. “I don’t want you to have any doubt about how much you turn me on.”
The heat of his touch shimmered through her. She wanted to stroke his raspy cheek and kiss those full, sexy lips of his.
She stepped toward the table. “That’s very interesting about holding off. How long can you do it?”
“Hold an erection? Indefinitely.”
“Really?” She licked her dry lips. “You mean like . . . half an hour?”
“I mean hours. ” His deep velvet voice stroked her senses. “I can hold off on ejaculation for months. Building the energy until I decide to let it go.”
Hours. She imagined his large, erect cock thick and hard inside her . . . thrusting deep . . . over and over again . . . giving her orgasm after orgasm.
She rested her hand on the back of the chair, suddenly weak-kneed. She didn’t know whether to tear off her clothes and drag him into her arms or to fight this incredible heat simmering between them with everything she had.
When he’d made love to her that night, it had been spectacular . . . and he hadn’t used his Tantra techniques. Just how good could it get?
“You told me you wanted to”—she licked her lips—“show me something.”
A devilish smile played across his lips and he stepped toward her. She felt the hairs along the back of her neck prickle to attention.
He rested his hands on her shoulders. His touch sent tingles dancing through her. Her lips felt full and ripe, ready for his kiss . . . but instead, he shifted her to the chair and pressed down on her shoulder.
“Sit.”
She sank into the chair and he crouched in front of her. He slid his hand down her arm, leaving a trail of goose bumps, then across her stomach . . . and down.
He flattened his palm below her navel.
“This is your sacral chakra.” He smiled.
She nodded, then quivered as his hand glided along her thigh to the hem of her dress. He drew it upward a little, then pressed her thighs slightly apart. She drew in a deep breath, anticipating his touch, but instead he rested one hand between her thighs, his palm facing her body. Right between her legs.
An incredible heat pulsed through her.
“This is your base chakra. There are actually seven main chakras—or energy centers—in your body. Each affects different aspects of your being. Using these chakras, you can actually have what is called an energy orgasm without any touch at all.”
Heat emanated from his hand and washed through her, heating her insides with sultry ripples of awareness. She drew in a slow, calming breath.
“If done with energy flowing through all the chakras, you can have a whole-body orgasm,” he continued.
“Is that what you want to show me?”
He chuckled. “To do it on your own would require a lot of practice, but I could walk you through it. Do you want me to?”
With the heat
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