Free Night of Fire by Vonna Harper Page B

opening and slipped into
her. It was just one finger, a small thing compared to his—his cock. But that
finger had to be responsible for the moisture filling her. It felt incredible.
    “Good, good,” he muttered. “You’re a fast learner. No doubt
about it, you’re going to the head of the class. Moving along, that wetness—you
know you’re getting wet, don’t you?”
    If she reached for him, would he ram his cock into her?
Maybe she’d have to ask him to.
    “There’s a name for what’s happening to you,” he continued.
“Well, more like a phrase. You’re turned-on.”
    “Turn?” The word came out a squeak. “You want me on my stomach?”
    He laughed. “Another time, you bet. But I’m not going to
press my luck by trying to take you too far too fast. Pay attention. It
shouldn’t take you long to figure this out—and get off on it.” He pushed his
finger farther inside her and wiggled it.
    “Oh. “ She moaned. “Oh.”
    “That’s turned-on,” he whispered, his tone now serious.
“When that happens to a woman, juices—her pussy start to flow.”
    “Oh,” she said even though she wasn’t really concentrating.
She wished she could lie down and put her legs on his shoulders so he could get
at her—her pussy—with less effort. At the same time, she was content to remain
where she was, learning everything her pussy was capable of.
    “Taurus?” she managed as something that felt like winged
creatures beat at her pussy walls.
    “I’m not Tau—what?”
    “Is—is it the same for a man?”
    “Is what the same?”
    “The way mating feels?”
    “We aren’t mating yet. This is foreplay, getting you
turned-on.”
    She opened her mouth to ask for an explanation, but he
stopped her by placing his free hand over her breast. She felt the tip called
her milk-giver harden.
    “It works, doesn’t it,” he said in that low voice she could
swear she heard clear through her. “It doesn’t take much to arouse you.”
    “Is—is that a good thing?”
    “You’d better believe it. Maia, you may be the most sexually
liberated woman I’ve ever known, certainly the most sexual virgin.”
    She should tell him that she was no longer a virgin, but the
buzzing that had started in her pussy—what a funny word—was spreading
throughout her. She couldn’t make her eyes focus, and it took all her strength
to remain where she was. His finger was a traveler, an explorer capable of
finding places in her she hadn’t known existed. It shouldn’t be like that. How
could he have more wisdom about that hidden place than she, its owner, did?
    It didn’t matter. At least it didn’t right now.
    Her cheeks felt so hot, but that was nothing compared to her
heated woman-place.
    “Why—why are you doing this?” she managed.
    “You like it, don’t you?”
    “Yes! Yes.” She tried to close her legs so she could trap
his hand there, but he stopped her by bracing his elbow against the inside of
her thigh.
    “Sorry, Maia, but I’m not going to let you get off this
easily. I’d be remiss in my responsibilities as your teacher if I did. It feels
pretty damn good, doesn’t it? Somewhere between pleasure and pain.”
    Some part of her pussy was trying to escape. She felt it
throb and swell, and each time Taurus’ finger touched it, it took all her will
not to cry out. Sobbing low in her throat, she leaned forward and pressed her
breast against his hand.
    “I take it that’s an answer in the affirmative.” As if
rewarding her, he began working another finger inside her. It filled her,
pushed her apart. She wondered if she could swallow all of him this way.
    “Your seed-bearer…” After a half breath she tried again.
“Your cock. When will you put it in me?”
    “Soon, very soon. My god, I can’t believe I’m—do you feel
that?” He flicked his finger over the part of her woman-place that was trying
to escape.
    “Yes!” Even with her eyes closed, her world was turning red.
    “That’s your